Chapter 9: The Twists and Turns in Promotion The hall was already bustling with activity, but this activity…
The hall was bustling with activity, but most of it was superficial.
Since Xiao Yuanjing secretly entered the capital yesterday, he has attracted much attention. Countless court officials have been secretly investigating him, all wanting to find out how he was able to keep such a secret.
After all, the area inhabited by the ten most prominent families in southern Longxi had far less influence than the nearby Longxi region. Talented individuals were scarce, and the area was generally unremarkable.
The courtiers below exchanged glances, each conveying a subtle meaning.
In such a place, Xiao Yuanjing suddenly emerged in seven years, with three thousand retainers. It is unknown when he grew so powerful that Prime Minister Lin would frown and remain silent for a long time whenever he mentioned him.
It should be understood that in the present world, the key areas of the Central Plains all belong to Jin. Other local forces, such as Lu Ding of Wu and Yue, are complex and scattered, and most of them are merely capable of being leaders. They are unlikely to pose a significant threat.
However, Xiao Yuanjing, as a subject of the Great Jin Dynasty, brazenly occupied Longnan, yet he never stirred up any trouble in the capital during these years.
Within the Great Jin Dynasty… one can clearly see its corruption.
If it weren't for Xiao Yuanjing's sensible nature and willingness to volunteer to come to the capital to pay homage to the emperor, he might have caused a great disaster.
The young emperor was below, and Lin Furu remained silent, his hand still holding the cup for a long time.
Xiao Yuanjing's words were meant to send his sister into the palace, using the imperial family as a backing, and legitimately pave another path for the rise of Longnan. His ambition was obvious, but not outrageous.
Lin Furu suddenly took a sip of wine, still not very happy at the moment.
Longnan is thirteen cities away from the capital. The brother and sister, without consulting their superiors, rashly traveled to Bishu Pass and asked the city's garrison commander to help them send a message to the capital.
Upon receiving the message, they had already settled in the post station with gifts. This act was arrogant and unruly, clearly a deliberate provocation and an offense against imperial authority.
The Great Jin Dynasty is now nothing more than a shell, truly teetering on the brink of collapse. Thirty years ago, such traitors would have been beheaded as a warning to others. Unfortunately, this is thirty years later.
Concerned about Xiao Yuanjing's private army, Lin Furu reluctantly accepted the visit and personally received him by carriage, then reported to Yan Dibai with deep sorrow. However, upon hearing that the gift was a rare two-headed beast, Yan Dibai clapped his hands in surprise:
"Good! Quickly summon him to the palace so I can see him!"
Lin Furu shook his head, utterly helpless.
This emperor is truly beyond redemption.
Yan Dibai listened to Xiao Yuanjing's words with great interest:
"My dear minister, you are very generous in offering your sister to me; it is exactly what I desire!"
Xiao Yuanjing smiled faintly, and although Xiao Yuanshu resisted from the bottom of her heart, she had no choice but to thank him.
Lin Furu was furious and too lazy to speak. Yan Dibai staggered to his feet, then suddenly grabbed Xiao Yuanshu. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xiao Yuanshu gasped as the young emperor smiled, his arm around her slender waist. He raised his hand, spilling wine, forcing Xiao Yuanshu to tilt her head back. She hurriedly closed her eyes, but wine still stung them. Her mouth and nose reeked of alcohol, making her cough uncontrollably, her eyes red-rimmed.
She instantly felt resentment and glared at Xiao Yuanjing, her eyes filled with anger and hoping he would stand up for her.
However, Xiao Yuanjing's cold gaze flickered for only a moment before he smiled:
“My younger sister is frail and, although she can drink, she has never drunk so quickly. I beg Your Majesty to take pity on her.”
Yan Dibai pinched Xiao Yuanshu's waist twice, his wicked gaze sweeping over her from head to toe, as if he hadn't heard a thing.
Xiao Yuanjing's brows twitched, as if he was enduring something.
Her body stiffened, and Xiao Yuanshu's face betrayed her grievance; she refused to look at Yan Dibai. She secretly resented her brother for deceiving her, saying that becoming an empress was worse than dying alone in her chambers!
Yan Dibai tossed aside his wine cup, his eyes narrowed as he chuckled repeatedly. Suddenly, he released Xiao Yuanshu, who, caught off guard, nearly stumbled. Instinctively, anger welled up, but then he saw the young emperor touch his brother's stiff face. Xiao Yuanjing paused, almost losing control of his livid expression, while Yan Dibai watched him with amusement.
"My dear minister, you cherish your younger sister; you are a good brother! Guards, reward her!" After speaking, he put his arm around the reluctant Xiao Yuanshu and returned her to the dragon throne. The ministers, surprisingly, did not notice anything amiss; instead, some offered him wine and praised the young emperor's cheerful nature.
Xiao Yuanshu was startled, muttering to himself: Could this guy be bisexual?
My brother is the most upright man in the world and despises homosexuality. This is tantamount to publicly humiliating him; it's truly... truly disgusting.
She couldn't help but cast a pleading look at her brother again, and this time Xiao Yuanjing finally looked back at her.
The young man's cold and stern face slowly broke into a smile, but his eyes remained cold as he looked at her.
Xiao Yuanshu felt relieved and withdrew her hand from the hem of his clothes.
Thinking of the fallen soldiers and the Xiao family's grand plan, she endured it. Xiao Yuanshu picked up her wine cup:
"Yuan Shu pours wine for His Majesty."
Yan Dibai had been observing Xiao Yuanjing sitting below without making a sound, but upon hearing this, he shifted his gaze and saw a pair of delicate hands.
The beautiful girl, as radiant as a summer flower, suppressed the turmoil in her eyes and gave him a charming smile.
Yan Dibai glanced at the gilded wine cup, its clear blue liquid reflecting the ornate rooftop.
The boy smiled enigmatically, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"My beloved concubine is so thoughtful."
New dancers filed in, and if it weren't for that seemingly inappropriate interlude, it would have been a harmonious scene between the monarch and his subjects.
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Yang Liuqing was taken to a secluded spot behind Xianning Palace by Lady Yue Rong. After hearing what she had to say, her expression froze:
"Does Madam mean for me to keep an eye on Miss Xiao?"
Xiao Yuanshu was clearly no ordinary person; with another woman of high status, there was another rival. Madam Yue Rong, with her keen intuition, had prepared her strategy early on, unwilling to let a third party share the emperor's favor.
The beauty covered her lips: "I had heard of Miss Yuan Shu's prowess before I married in Longxi. I'm not trying to bribe you, but you happen to be working at Xianning Palace and have saved the emperor's life. You're just doing me a favor by being my informant. Your mother has suffered from tuberculosis for many years and has been using the worst medicines. If you help me with this, your parents' lives will naturally be better."
Her family's assets have been thoroughly investigated... Of course, Yang Liuqing can't say it's bad, since her personal maid Qihuang was there last time.
Although it was strange that they would choose someone like him, a marginal soldier, Yang Liuqing didn't dare ask. He could only say:
"I will try my best."
The beauty was satisfied, but Qi Huang said irritably:
Can you write?
"I...I don't know how to do this," Yang Liuqing hesitated.
Qi Huang's face paled further, but she couldn't disobey her master's request, so she said coldly:
"From now on, every five days at dawn, go to the Yanchun Pavilion next door, where someone will listen to your report. Report on the number of times she enters and leaves Xianning Palace, how long she stays, and any gossip circulating in the palace."
Yang Liuqing nodded repeatedly, and Qi Huang tossed her a silver ingot: "Take it, you'll get your share if you do well."
After thanking them profusely and seeing them off, Yang Liuqing carefully put away the money and returned to her post to slack off.
The banquet finally ended as the sun went down.
The court officials, dressed in their robes, all had flushed faces; they had certainly drunk their fill of wine. Among them stood an exceptionally tall and imposing young man in a round-necked robe, his skin a considerable shade darker than those around him. His profile was sharp, and his entire being exuded a composed aura; at first glance, he resembled a newly sharpened blade.
Yang Liuqing's gaze was unconsciously drawn to it, but he quickly looked away just as he was about to notice it.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Liuqing was certain that this must be Xiao Yuanjing.
The Emperor's Aura value of 50 suddenly took on a concrete form.
She stiffened without even realizing it, and only when she felt that strange aura completely disappear could she breathe deeply.
Yan Dibai and Xiao Yuanshu did not come out.
She picked up the broom and glanced at the tall, lacquered door. Suddenly, curiosity struck her.
Could it be that they couldn't wait to get intimate and went off to kiss?
A startled jolt ran through her as a censored, R-rated image automatically flashed into her mind.
What are you thinking about?
Not suitable for teenage girls!
That night, Chonglan Palace was brightly lit and decorated, with Xiao Yuanshu sitting beside Yan Dibai. The imperial carriage, representing imperial favor, moved in a grand procession, with its canopy stretching endlessly, followed by hundreds of palace servants, and torches illuminating half the night sky.
It was a spectacle that no other empress or concubine had ever witnessed.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, both open and hidden, Xiao Yuanshu may also have felt the thrill of supreme honor.
The experience in Longnan is very different from that at home.
Entering the palace early in the morning, I only felt that the palace was magnificent and grand. All I saw along the way were palace servants and court officials. I did not have any other thoughts besides the solemnity.
But the moment she sat in the tyrannical emperor's spacious and exquisitely crafted palanquin carried by sixteen men, hundreds of palace maids knelt down in orderly fashion, their heads bowed in submission, as if she were high above them, lying on a cloud. A strange sense of satisfaction filled her body and mind, leaving her feeling utterly overwhelmed.
Especially after catching glimpses of those envious and jealous glances, the satisfaction instantly reached its peak.
Xiao Yuanshu's gaze unconsciously drifted to something else as she looked at Yan Dibai. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the young woman, head held high and chest out, clung to the emperor's arm. She spoke in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, yet not too loud:
"Thank you for your kind words, Your Majesty."
The young emperor chuckled, gently pinching the beauty's delicate chin, his expression full of doting affection.
"From now on, you can tell me whatever you like, and I will give you anything you desire, even if it means plucking stars from the sky and reaching for the moon."
Xiao Yuanshu lowered her head, feigning embarrassment.
Yan Dibai simply smiled, but Wo Xue, who had been playing a supporting role, felt that this smile was extremely dangerous.
The palace is afraid of war breaking out.
The lanterns were extinguished, and the vermilion gates were closed. The young emperor did not return to Xianning Palace but stayed overnight at Chonglan.
When the news arrived, Yang Liuqing realized that Madam Yue Rong had indeed been very prescient. She then heard a group of people nearby laughing together.
"I thought she would at least be a concubine, but she's just a lady. She's not from a prominent family after all."
“I just secretly went to Chonglan Palace to see her. She is indeed beautiful, even more spoiled and arrogant than Lady Hongzhu. His Majesty has always loved beauties, so Lady Yuerong has truly fallen out of favor.”
"Only now have she fallen out of favor? His Majesty hasn't looked at her for a long time; she's been turned away every time she's tried to come."
Yang Liuqing pondered, now that the three kingdoms are in a tripartite balance of power, shouldn't the remaining two join forces?
Should I remain an observer at this point, or...?
She felt a chill in her hand and looked down. The silver had slipped out. Qingqing quickly put it away and tapped her head.
She can't just stand by and watch anymore; now she's an informant.
But no one expected that Yan Dibai would stay overnight at Chonglan Palace for a whole month. The favor he received could only be described as overwhelming.
Several reports were ineffective, the money was wasted, and the masked maid who made the contact was very unhappy. But Yang Liuqing was helpless.
Sure enough, Lady Hongzhu couldn't stand it anymore and came over with her maid to make a scene for the third time.
Yang Liuqing was wiping the floor when the beautiful woman, panting heavily, slumped down with her back to her and began to cry, facing the door.
"Your Majesty, Consort Yuan Shu has humiliated me, forbidding me from passing through her palace gate and even pouring water on my newly made skirt. Your Majesty, please do me justice!"
The palace servants kept their eyes straight ahead, but their ears were perked up. Yang Liuqing was no exception, her nerves on edge.
The beautiful woman sobbed, her tears like pear blossoms in the rain, and because of her lovely voice, the combination of sight and sound made her all the more endearing.
But there was no movement inside; Yan Dibai hadn't returned to Xianning Palace for several days. Lady Hongzhu's crying was merely for the benefit of the inner palace.
Yang Liuqing kept her head down, afraid of being seen and implicated. Fortunately, Madam Hongzhu complained that the ground was cold and hard, and after crying for half a quarter of an hour, she asked her maid to help her walk.
After finishing her work, Yang Liuqing went to have lunch. Chun Tao, who had helped her last time, suddenly came to find her, saying urgently that she had something to do and couldn't help her roommate Chun Dou chop firewood and boil water. She needed Yang Liuqing to get some firewood from the woodshed in the kitchen.
It was quite common for palace servants to boil water and cook their own meals in private, so there was nothing wrong with that.
Before Yang Liuqing could decide whether to agree, Chun Tao hurriedly ran off, saying, "I'll bring you something delicious when I come back." Yang Liuqing turned around and sensed that Chun Tao was acting a little differently today.
Her lips were a little redder, her face a little paler, and her clothes a little tighter.
It looks prettier now.
It seems we've discovered something incredible.
Yang Liuqing remained silent, but for the sake of good food, she still chose to be a good person.
Upon arriving, he forced a smile until his face was raw, and only then did the old woman in the woodshed casually toss him a few pieces of wood. Yang Liuqing carried the wood back, and unfortunately, he ran into a stunningly beautiful woman followed by dozens of voluptuous women.
I've never met her, but everyone around me calls her Madam Shu.
It turns out to be that newly popular celebrity.
Yang Liuqing stood close to the wall and heard them say:
"Sister Shu, you probably don't know, but our Emperor has a strange temperament. When he's ruthless, he'll kill even gods and Buddhas; when he's in a good mood, he'll give away the entire world like it's his possession. It's a pity we don't have that kind of luck. Sister Yue Rong and Sister Hong Zhu, on the other hand, have both been favored by the Emperor."
Xiao Yuanshu's voice was unusually different, carrying a barely suppressed pride: "Is that so? I've never seen His Majesty with such a sour face before. I'd really like to see it for myself."
That's so provocative! She and Yan Dibai are truly a perfect match. Then someone offered a compliment:
“You are nothing like us. Lord Xiao is a young and talented man, and you are as beautiful as a fairy. His Majesty is too busy doting on you to bear a bad face.”
The rest were all similar sweet talk, nothing more than hoping she would give them a hand. Xiao Yuanshu's lips curled up:
"From now on, I will advise His Majesty to distribute his favors equally. It's really getting to you that he comes to my place every day."
"Not at all, we can't possibly compare to my sister. His Majesty certainly wouldn't even look at us. But His Majesty's love is nothing more than opera and beautiful women. Ah, you can't say that entirely." The man hesitated, then stopped, which piqued Xiao Yuanshu's interest.
"What?"
The beauty chuckled and continued, "How interesting! A funny thing happened a couple of months ago. His Majesty was assassinated, and a maid from the Inner Palace saved him in time. When the two ladies arrived, His Majesty was flirting with that dark-skinned maid, and had even assigned her to work right under their noses. Considering His Majesty's imperial decree, no one dared to act rashly. Lady Hongzhu was so angry when she got back that she refused to eat for several days."
Xiao Yuanshu didn't believe it: "Such a thing is possible?"
That man is a lecher; how could he possibly like a dark-skinned, lowly slave? But she had seen Lady Hongzhu before. While not as beautiful as herself, she was still quite pretty. If she were truly angered…
The concubines all nodded in agreement: "He's seen quite a few people. That's why we say our Emperor is unpredictable and has extremely discerning tastes. Sister Shu, please be careful and don't let anyone with ulterior motives take advantage of you."
Xiao Yuanshu's smile froze, and suddenly she asked:
Has this happened before?
"I have been in the palace for three years, and I have never seen His Majesty show such favor to an ugly maid."
"What's the maid's name? Where does she live now?" Xiao Yuanshu asked with a smile again.
A maidservant spoke up. Yang Liuqing listened without uttering a single word, her face turning pale.
Xiao Yuanshu seems determined to leave no one behind. A palace concubine is using someone else to kill her.
The footsteps drew closer, her heart pounded faster, and Yang Liuqing's toes began to nervously dig into the floor. Suddenly, Xiao Yuanshu said:
"Everyone, please leave. I want to take a walk by myself. This is the first time I've had the time to stroll around since I came to the palace a month ago."
"..." The concubines, their feelings unknown, all retreated.
Xiao Yuanshu continued walking. As expected, Yang Liuqing, whose heart was pounding like a drum, spotted the little maid carrying firewood.
At first, Xiao Yuanshu didn't pay attention, until a newly transferred maidservant glanced at her and rashly pointed out:
"Madam, she is Yang Liuqing."
With a clatter, the piece of wood in her arms fell to the ground. Before the other party could react, Yang Liuqing knelt down with lightning speed:
"This servant greets Your Majesty. I have no intention of currying favor with the emperor, nor do I have any relationship with His Majesty. There are many rumors circulating in the palace; Your Majesty, please be discerning."
Before Xiao Yuanshu could even retaliate, he was momentarily speechless. He glanced up and down, and upon seeing her appearance, he couldn't help but sneer, raising an eyebrow:
"I don't think so either."
Yang Liuqing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but then she snorted coldly:
“That’s still a crime. If I beat a maid to death, His Majesty probably wouldn’t say anything.”
These damned, indifferent-to-human-life privileged people... Yang Liuqing's mental defenses crumbled once more. Her mind raced, and she suddenly said seriously:
"Your Majesty did speak with me. However, it was only because Your Majesty heard me humming a little tune that you happened to stop. There was no other interaction between us."
She looked up, something flickering in her eyes:
“I longed to become a lady-in-waiting and serve my elders. But I had nothing of value, and my elders were seriously ill. I had no choice but to sell myself into the palace.”
Everyone in the palace says I harbor ill intentions. But the palace is full of beauties; what man would turn down a dark-skinned girl? The lady is clearly exceptionally intelligent; I haven't offended anyone, yet everyone seems to want me dead.
"I only want to find someone to rely on, even if it means sacrificing my life."
x's. Speaking of this, Qingqing is really a little sad.
If it weren't for her dire circumstances and the fact that she was too old to take care of her grandmother, she would never have had this idea.
Normal people wouldn't want to survive in chaotic times. And she was a normal person among normal people.
All she wanted was to live a peaceful life until the day the world was at peace, then take the money and go home.
She also believed that Xiao Yuanshu wouldn't be moved by these words. The upper class and the lower class don't need empathy. But one thing is certain: most of the concubines in the palace carried the burdens of a family.
Xiao Yuanshu's gaze began to scrutinize the thin, frail maid on the ground.
The primary concern was securing the support of the tyrannical ruler. Although she didn't particularly like him, she couldn't trust having a beautiful woman by her side, since she wasn't family. But she was undeniably ugly, and besides, this ugly maid had managed to rise to prominence under the tyrannical ruler, so she must have some skill.
And... we still lack confidantes. To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, we should keep her locked up from now on and prevent the tyrannical emperor from seeing her.
Xiao Yuanshu smiled:
"From now on, you will serve in my palace. You should also inform His Majesty what kind of music he prefers."
Yang Liuqing was surprised, and the maid said, "Why aren't you thanking the emperor!"
The girl hurriedly kowtowed, and when no one was watching, she gave a sly smile.
Thus, Yang Liuqing was promoted for the second time and became a second-class maidservant to the imperial concubines.
The fact that a colleague helped fetch firewood and then went to take up a coveted job with his bag left the working class of Xianning Palace with mixed feelings.
Yang Liuqing didn't forget to take the roast chicken that Chuntao brought. After thanking her sincerely, she waved and ran away.
The higher-ups didn't say anything about it. After all, this lady was currently enjoying the Emperor's favor, while Yang Liuqing had been ignored since being brought into the Xianning Palace.
When asked about it at this point, Wang Dajian was essentially admitting it.
Yan Dibai was playing with the tigers in the zoo, and before she knew it, afternoon had arrived. Wo Xue asked:
"Does Your Majesty wish to go to Chonglan Palace?"
Yan Dibai plucked its whiskers, forcing it to bare its teeth but not daring to bite. Hearing this, it chuckled coldly and said:
"You want to go?"
"No, no, this isn't..."
"I'm not going."
He tugged at its ear for a while, then fed it some freshly brought meat. Suddenly, he rubbed his forehead, feeling annoyed.
"Where are my tobacco leaves?"
Wo Xue glanced at the meat, lamenting that the two-headed deer sent by Xiao Yuanjing had become a meal. She coughed lightly, "Those... the Prime Minister said they were harmful. They were burned. The palace supplies were all confiscated by you..."
He had barely finished speaking when he took a few steps back. Sure enough, a large chunk of bloody flesh slammed onto his shoe.
Wo Xue looked distressed. The Prime Minister was a veteran of three reigns; how could he dare disobey? He always suffered from both sides, and this time he was going to be beaten again.
Just as Wo Xue was about to shovel the tiger's excrement, Yan Dibai suddenly lay down and closed his eyes heavily. His head was throbbing, and there was nothing to soothe it at the moment, so he could only close his eyes to calm himself.
Gradually, for some reason, a long, gentle song began to play in my ears, filled with a soothing tenderness.
His breath hitched, and he felt utterly disgusted, yet he was drawn along by some unknown force, and continued listening. When the song reached its climax, Yan Dibai rudely dismissed Wo Xue and took a short rest alone.
Gradually, his complex female voice was replaced by a series of clear, undulating white-voiced tunes.
It lacks skill, is ridiculous and laughable.
Suddenly, a scene flashed before his eyes: a frail palace maid singing softly in a strained voice under the moonlight.
Yan Dibai's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, gazing quietly at the sky.
Confused, Wo Xue was called in:
"Where is that dark-skinned maid? Bring her to me."
Wo Xue was startled. Although she didn't know why she suddenly thought of the maid, she immediately went to call her. She returned cautiously after a short while.
Yan Dibai glanced sideways: "Where is he?"
Wo Xue hesitated, finding it difficult to speak: "The person has been... taken away by Madam Shu."
Yan Dibai's face remained expressionless, but a sudden frost appeared in his eyes:
"Oh? Who gave her that right? Does she think that just because I've favored her for a few days, this palace is her domain? Does she think she can disregard me?"
"Wasn't it you who gave it to me?" Wo Xue dared not tell the truth. The boy revealed his gleaming white teeth:
"Does she think Xiao Yuanjing can act with impunity just because she has some ability? Madam, is that it? Issue the order: demote her to the rank of Consort right now. Prepare the carriage; I'm going to meet her."
"Sigh," Wo Xue was confused, but it was common for his emperor to be fond of something one day and dislike it the next. He could only grab his whisk and chase after the imperial carriage, jogging alongside it.
"Your Majesty, we can't do this, can we? We can't just act on a whim—"
Yan Dibai lowered his head with a half-smile: "Do you want to die?"
Upon seeing the powdered face lower its head in a sinister manner, Wo Xue immediately shut her mouth.
The group was in a grand procession. Just as Xiao Yuanshu had ordered someone to set rules for Yang Liuqing, a sudden scream erupted outside.
She rushed out immediately, only to hear a shout of "Kill!" The palace maids who had served her died with their eyes wide open, and were dragged away limply.
"A young lady from a respectable family, even if she commits murder, doesn't have to watch it happen." Xiao Yuanshu had never witnessed a river of blood before, and for a long time she was breathless. After a while, she finally spoke in a trembling voice, angrily rebuking:
"Who dares to be so bold!"
"My beloved concubine."
As her pupils trembled, the young emperor strolled leisurely through the blood, a gentle smile on his face.
"Where are my maids?"
Xiao Yuanshu's eyes widened; such a massacre was committed for a mere one person.
"A maid?!"
*
Yang Liuqing, who was balancing the teapot inside, was just about to quietly stretch her aching muscles when the maid who had led her there earlier stormed in. Thinking she had been discovered, Yang Liuqing quickly raised her hands, but the maid snatched the teapot away. She stared intently at Yang Liuqing, as if she wanted to tear a piece of her flesh off.
"You shameless woman! You clearly have a deep affair with His Majesty, yet you dare to conceal it from your wife! Remember this, your wife will definitely settle this score!"
When Yang Liuqing was pushed out, she clearly felt as if she had been stabbed a thousand times by Xiao Yuanshu, whose eyes were red-rimmed.
As she was about to leave, she seemed unwilling to give up, and chased after him with tears in her eyes, saying:
"Why does Your Majesty treat me like this! Your Majesty even said you would pluck the stars and the moon for Yuan Shu!"
Yan Dibai ignored her, propped her chin on her hand, and continued to doze off.
Yang Liuqing, the complete victim: "?"
I offended someone for no reason... How infuriating! I forced myself to lift my eyelids. The young man on the dragon carriage swayed back and forth with his steps, even the back of his head showed his carefree attitude, as if he didn't care about the favored concubine at all.
Without realizing it, his newly promoted position was gone. He followed the madman back to Xianning Palace.
The astonished glances along the way all seemed to be filled with suspicion:
How could His Majesty value such an ugly maid so much? He even dared to offend his favored concubine for her sake!
She must be incredibly cunning! A seductive vixen who bewitched the emperor!
Yang Liuqing gritted her teeth.
God knows she didn't do anything.
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