Having been called out, Jiang Tian had no choice but to stand up and bow. She glanced at Zhao Jing with feigned shyness before slowly saying, "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and governs the country effectively. The people live in peace and prosperity. I am fortunate to have such a peaceful life, so naturally my complexion is better."

"You really know how to talk."

Making a lie sound so convincing is a skill in itself.

The emperor suddenly asked with great interest, "How are you and Zhao Qing doing? Are the six beauties I bestowed upon you doing well?"

For an emperor to inquire about the family affairs of his subjects would be a breach of decorum.

The officials present had varying expressions.

Now that the emperor has asked the question, Jiang Tian must answer it carefully.

She replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, my husband is very considerate towards me, and the six beauties in the manor are also well."

"Um."

The emperor's gaze swept over Jiang Tian's face, a mysterious smile appearing on his lips, before he finally graciously allowed her to return.

Before long, it was time for the palace servants to perform songs and dances.

As soon as Jiang Tian sat down, an unfamiliar eunuch walked over to her, handed her a note, and then hurriedly left.

Opening the note, there was only one line: "Meet me at the west gate of Shuyu Palace in one hour."

The person signed their name with a single character: 珝.

The new emperor's name happens to contain the character "珝".

Jiang Tian's actions did not escape Zhao Jing's notice at all.

He almost immediately guessed the emperor's intention.

Being a concubine seems to be a higher rank than being the wife of a subject.

What will she choose?

He showed no significant emotion on his face.

Jiang Tian was even more composed than him.

She casually served him food, slipped a note into Zhao Jing's hand, and said only one sentence: "It's time for you to protect me."