Empress Ming, Empress Xiaochunxian, of the Gu'erjia clan, from the Manchu Plain White Banner, younger brother is Grand Scholar Gu'erjia Jiahuan. When Shizong Yongzheng was a prince, she gav...
However, considering Hesheli's recent actions, it was decided that it was best not to confront Guarjia for the time being, and to wait for Hesheli to continue.
Sure enough, Hesheli immediately sneered, "Heh, fine, you're not a vixen, but you seduced the master all night. Wasn't it you who was fooling around? This makes me, your concubine, suspect that you drugged the master. Otherwise, with your looks, how could you be so attractive to him?!"
Jiaming's face immediately turned cold. "Consort Hesheli, it's one thing to say sour grapes if you can't have them, but don't go too far and make baseless accusations against others."
“Slander and framing,” Hesheli sneered. “Then produce evidence to prove that you have that kind of attraction. There’s no need to drug you.”
Jiaming was so angry at her words that she laughed!
“Consort Hesheli, if you really believe that I, Guarjia Jiaming, drugged the master, then you should provide evidence instead of making me prove it myself. Otherwise, it’s just a joke to say that I drugged him without any evidence.”
Hesheli opened her mouth to continue speaking, but Jiaming did not give her a chance to speak, and continued coldly: "Is this how the Hesheli clan is educated? This makes one wonder if your family members also arbitrarily convict people in the court without any evidence?"
Being unfairly blamed, especially on the entire Hesheli clan, enraged Hesheli. Pointing at Jiaming, she cried out, "You, you..."
"What's wrong with me? Is there no reason behind my painting?" Jiaming's sharp eyes swept over the women.
Unfortunately, it didn't work. The headstrong Suochuoluo jumped out again, "How dare you! You have the right to speak about matters of the court..."
"Am I talking about matters of the imperial court? I seriously doubt you have a brain," Jiaming said with a sneer.
Being called brainless, Lady Suochuoluo immediately blushed with anger, "You just said that in the court you also arbitrarily convict people without any evidence."
"Could it be that the Hesheli family really did this? Only when it becomes a fact can it be considered a matter for the court." As she spoke of the painting, Jiaming looked at the Hesheli family with surprise.
Enraged that she had been dragged into this mess, Hesheli shouted at Suochoruo, "Shut up!"
If Suocholo continued speaking, the blame that Guargia had just placed on her family might be tightened even further. If these words got out and damaged the reputation of the Hesheli family, the family members would hate her to death.
As for the Li and Song clans, they felt that the fighting power of the Suochuoluo and Hesheli clans was really weak, and they were silenced by the Guarjia clans with just a few words.
The group exchanged glances for a moment, then continued with their previous activities: some drank tea, while others idly fiddled with their handkerchiefs...
Madam Li put down her teacup and said in a cool tone, "I'm getting off topic. Sister Guarjia, even if you really didn't drug the master, your behavior throughout the night was truly disregard for his health. You have to admit your mistake, right?"
Jiaming looked at Li Shi in surprise and said, "How is this wrong? Sister Li, you're overthinking things, aren't you?"
Then, without waiting for anyone to speak, he continued, "You all underestimate my physical strength. It's just one night. I can handle it."
The women, including the princess, were so shocked that their jaws nearly dropped when they heard such shameless words.
Jiaming was not embarrassed at all. She continued shyly, "I heard that when Master left yesterday morning, he was in great spirits. It is clear that Master is in excellent health, so all of you sisters do not need to worry so much."
The Fujin and others, once again stunned by Guarjia's words, were still in a daze, their jaws agape.
Jiaming glanced at the dazed Fujin and the others, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "As for why I, your younger sister, have that attraction that made the master stay with me all night, well, after thinking about it, there really is a reason."
Upon hearing that there was a real reason, the women, eager to gain more favor from the Fourth Master, immediately forgot their shock at Jia Ming's shamelessness and hurriedly asked, "What is it?"
Jiaming said shyly, "I carried the Fifth Prince, who weighs over twenty pounds, all the way from Peach Courtyard to here, and I wasn't out of breath or even blushing. Hmm, I estimate I could maintain this state for at least one round trip. I'm in better physical condition than most people. The Prince is also in good health, so he can enjoy himself even more." As she said this, she glanced meaningfully at everyone in the room except for the Princess Consort.
That's what everyone immediately understood.
Your bodies are too weak to withstand my torment; I have no interest in that.
Everyone thought about it deeply and realized it made a lot of sense. Moreover, thinking back to when the master used to go to their place, well, it seemed he wasn't really that interested.
Then they continued to imagine, and everyone continued to imagine that even if it were true, the man who could do it seven times a night probably couldn't handle it, it was just that his body couldn't take it.
Immediately, everyone looked pale, but they quickly cheered up again.
If one can improve one's physical condition, then the past of the Guarjia clan will become one's future.
With this in mind, they all immediately lost interest in causing trouble for Jiaming. They wished they could return to their own places immediately, exert their maximum energy, and do everything they could, whether it was taking supplements or exercising more, to make their bodies better.
However, while they quieted down, Jiaming did not.
"Sister Li, have you taught Prince Hongshi well?" Jiaming poked at Li's sore spot. "Sigh, that child Hongjing is so unhappy and sad because his third brother ignores him. After returning home, he, who usually has a great appetite, didn't eat much for lunch."
Listening to his master paint the green willows, he rolled his eyes inwardly, speechless.
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