The Bianjing Imperial Palace wasn't large, not as grand as it was during the Ming and Qing dynasties. Surprisingly, the palace was right next to residential areas to the north, and expansion was considered during the reign of Emperor Huizong. But the residents there were stubborn residents. "I just won't move," they said. "What can you do to me?"

The Song Dynasty's factional struggles were not as intense as those of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the people were relatively tolerant. Since the people refused to move, Zhao Ji had no other options. Therefore, the expansion was never carried out.

When Zhao Huan came to power, he only had one queen, so there was no need for such a large-scale expansion. In addition, the country was weak due to the war with Jin, so there was no money for expansion.

Ciyuan Hall was originally where the imperial concubines lived. Since Zhao Huan had no concubines, the hall was temporarily vacant.

However, his father, Zhao Ji, had a large number of concubines, many of whom were as beautiful as flowers. To avoid suspicion, after Zhao Ji abdicated, these concubines moved out of the palace and moved to Yanfu Palace.

Yanfu Palace, a palace located outside the Imperial Palace, was far more luxurious than the palace itself. Cai Jing and Tong Guan, among others, extorted the people's wealth and collected rare treasures from around the world to build it for Zhao Ji. After Zhao Ji abdicated, his entire family moved into Yanfu Palace.

Therefore, although Zhao Huan’s palace was not big, it was actually much quieter inside.

A concubine arrived today, and the palace maids and eunuchs immediately began to bustle about, tidying up the rooms and sweeping the floor. They cleaned the Ciyuan Hall spotlessly clean.

The young woman named Mu Xin was taken to the bath by the Imperial Clothes Officer and several palace maids. Zhao Huan waited anxiously in Funing Palace. He was eager to know what the Queen was up to, but he wasn't stupid. If he slipped away to the Queen's place now, he'd never be able to return tonight. And what was the point of talking to this beautiful young woman?

After waiting for who knows how long, the robe officer returned with a message: "Your Majesty, Consort Mu has finished her bath. Please proceed to the Ciyuan Hall to receive your grace."

Although Zhao Huan pretended not to be very anxious in front of these damn eunuchs and palace maids, he always felt that some of these palace maids were laughing at him.

He walked towards Ciyuan Hall, followed by several eunuchs and palace maids. Cao Dongsheng was not on duty today, so Zhao Huan was a little bored.

The closer they got to Ciyuan Hall, the more excited Zhao Huan became. He'd be a stud, so be it. Men think with their lower bodies. Who wouldn't want this kind of romantic encounter? Zhao Huan couldn't help but quicken his pace.

A palace maid in the back couldn't help but chuckle, and Zhao Huan felt a little embarrassed. He had no choice but to slow down his pace and pretend to be serious as he walked slowly.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. He wanted to go there immediately but didn't want anyone to see that he wanted to go. He had no choice but to look around and pretend nothing had happened.

Zhao Huan's pretentious act of trying to cover up the truth further exposed his embarrassment, and the palace maids behind him laughed again.

Finally, Zhao Huan turned around suddenly, and a palace maid had just enough time to hide her smile and was seen by Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan waved his hand: "You, come here!"

The maid was horrified and knelt trembling: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."

Although they lived together day and night, the harem knew that this emperor was playful and had a good temper. He would only get angry at his ministers and generally would not get angry at his servants.

But serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Everyone knows that the emperor's majesty is unshakable. The palace maid knelt on the ground and trembled.

Zhao Huan felt a little sympathy for these palace maids. He bent down and reached out to lift the chin of the palace maid.

It felt like an electric shock, like being blinded by sunlight. Zhao Huan had just realized how beautiful the maid before him was. Her face was pale and slightly flushed, her nose small, her eyelashes long, her eyes wide. Her eyes were bright, her teeth white, and she was graceful and elegant. Though her eyes were filled with fear, they shone with a cleverness within their darkness. Zhao Huan could not help but be captivated by this maid.

"What's your name?" Zhao Huan lifted her chin.

The palace maid didn't dare to meet his eyes: "Slave, my name is Tang Wan'er." Her voice was clear and crisp, like an oriole singing out of a valley.

Tang Wan'er, that's a nice name. Zhao Huan frowned slightly and released his hand: "Why haven't I seen you before?"

The palace maid named Tang Wan'er said nervously, "I, this servant originally worked in the laundry and just joined the Imperial Household Department. That's why I don't know Your Majesty."

The laundry house, originally named the "Washing Courtyard," was infuriated when Zhao Huan recalled that the Jin army's "Washing Courtyard" was a place where the Jin people abused and raped the palace maids and concubines. He therefore converted the "Washing Courtyard" into a laundry house, and the palace maids who served the emperor were placed in a separate department of the Imperial Guards.

To be honest, Zhao Huan had no real interest in that Mu Xin girl; it was purely lust that was driving him crazy. This palace maiden named Tang Wan'er had actually captivated him. How hadn't he noticed her before?

"Why did you laugh just now?" Zhao Huan asked her.

The palace maid Tang Wan'er lowered her head in fear, biting her lip and not daring to answer: "Your Majesty..."

Zhao Huan raised his voice and said, "You are laughing at me because I am too impatient and yet I pretend to be calm, right?"

When the palace maids behind heard this, they were so scared that they knelt down and begged for mercy.

"I dare not!"

Zhao Huan laughed heartily: "Don't be afraid, I might as well tell you. I'm just impatient, I just want to hehehe..."

Zhao Huan's gangster temperament was fully exposed, and the palace maids became even more frightened.

Zhao Huan circled around the kneeling palace maid and said, "Aren't you all laughing at me? Whoever dares to laugh at me, I will have sex with her!"

As he spoke, Zhao Huan picked up the palace maid named Tang Wan'er from behind.

Tang Wan'er screamed in fear, but she didn't dare to struggle. Zhao Huan held her and didn't go to Ciyuan Hall, but directly carried her back to Funing Hall.

Inside the Funing Palace, there was a Yangxin Pavilion, where the emperor rested. Tang Wan'er was petite and not heavy, so Zhao Huan carried her all the way to the Yangxin Pavilion in the Funing Palace.

The eunuchs on duty behind were terrified, and the palace maids followed behind nervously.

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