He finally got a day off, and instead of doing that, he chased after me all the way to my bedchamber.
"Your Majesty, this humble subject pays his respects." Yuwen Yi lowered his head and was about to kneel when Xiao Ziwu interrupted him, "You may dispense with the formalities."
"Just say what you need to say."
He casually picked up the memorial and flipped through it. Seeing that Yuwen Yi seemed hesitant to speak, he urged him again.
"It's not a big deal, it's just..."
It seemed to be something difficult to talk about, and Yuwen Yi hesitated several times, which successfully drew Xiao Ziwu's attention to him.
“Your Excellency, please speak frankly.” Chang Lai flicked his white beard whisk, a symbol of his status as the chief eunuch, and said, “His Majesty is busy with state affairs, Your Excellency, it would be best to resolve this quickly.”
"Actually, it's nothing serious!" Yuwen Yi repeated sheepishly.
Then he said, "My daughter is still quite young, but she greatly admires Your Majesty's demeanor. I was thinking that Your Majesty's harem is empty, so perhaps... we could let her enter the palace to serve Your Majesty?"
After saying that, Yuwen Yi, as if his tongue had been sucked by a dog, nervously lay on the ground, waiting for Xiao Ziwu's instructions.
Since it was an alliance after all, Xiao Ziwu didn't want to be too decisive, so he said tactfully, "The palace has enough servants, there's no need for you to send your beloved daughter to the palace to suffer this hardship."
Chang Lai stood to the side with his head bowed, his shoulders trembling slightly as he laughed.
Your Majesty's words are as sarcastic as ever. The woman's offer to take care of her daily needs was just a polite remark; her real intention was to climb into the Emperor's bedchamber. Yet Your Majesty actually called her a palace maid!
"That's not what I meant!" Yuwen Yi hurriedly waved his hand. "Besides, being able to serve Your Majesty is a blessing my daughter has accumulated over many lifetimes. How can it be considered suffering?"
"No need, I have no shortage of servants here."
Xiao Ziwu's expression was indifferent as he raised his eyes and gave him a deep look.
There seemed to be a hint of disappointment in his voice, as if he were saying to Yuwen Yi: When did you start having such thoughts?
"I entrust the entire ceremony of establishing the Empress to you, my dear minister. You should know how much I love and cherish the Empress. As for others, it's one thing, but you, Lord Yuwen, are someone I rarely trust. So please don't say such things again, lest you damage the harmony between us, the sovereign and his minister."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Yi's face turned as red as fire. Under the emperor's deep gaze, he opened and closed his mouth, but ultimately lost the courage to mention it a second time.
They had no choice but to give up, disappointed.
He thought of how much effort he had put in when His Majesty was still a princeling, and how he was now highly regarded by His Majesty, which made him feel rather smug. After adopting a beautiful goddaughter the other day, he immediately sought out an old nanny in the palace to teach her etiquette, and also subtly asked the ladies in the brothel to teach her bedroom arts.
They thought they had everything under control, but they failed at the most crucial step.
They couldn't even get through the palace gates!
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Two months passed uneventfully.
With only five days left until the coronation ceremony, the day was drawing ever closer, and there seemed to be no turning back. Knowing the deep affection between the Emperor and Empress, and that the Emperor's decree to establish an Empress would not be changed, the officials had given up any further thoughts, unwilling to be the first to be scorned by the people.
Tianyun stayed cooped up in her mansion all day, refusing to come to see Xie Xiaoni, while turning away all other unfamiliar noble ladies.
In recent days, flower viewing banquets, poetry gatherings, and all sorts of invitations have been flooding into the Siye Mansion like snowflakes.
Tianyun is currently very popular.
The noble ladies of each family considered it an honor to invite her to their homes. It didn't matter that she lost the position of Empress; there were still the positions of the Four Consorts and Six Concubines, weren't there?
The Empress has such a great influence on the new emperor that the selection of concubines would inevitably have to go through the Empress's connections. It would be safer to establish a good relationship with her in advance, wouldn't it?
With this strategy in mind, she can first secure the position of a concubine, and it's not impossible that His Majesty could depose her and reinstate her later!
Although Tianyun had nothing to do and wanted to attend a banquet to relax, she also carefully discerned whether the host had ulterior motives. She quickly glanced at those who had ulterior motives and mentioned His Highness in two out of three sentences, then tossed them aside.
Too lazy to deal with it.
Lingqi picked out a relatively eye-catching one from a pair of beautiful invitations. She opened it and looked at it, her small eyes widening: "Miss, this is an invitation from the residence of the Minister of Rites. Would you like to take a look?"
Lord Yuwen's newly adopted beautiful daughter?
"Let me see it." Tianyun became somewhat interested.
The letter was worded in a standard way, inviting her to her residence to admire the exotic flowers and plants newly acquired this spring. But to Tianyun's surprise, there was a sentence in it: "I have heard that Miss Shangguan's favorite flower is the champagne rose. I happen to have acquired one. I wonder if Miss would do me the honor of coming to my residence to see it?"
Champagne rose?!
Tianyun's pupils contracted sharply; champagne roses were simply not a product of this dynasty.
The only explanation is that Yuwen Yi, this beautiful adopted daughter, was also a time traveler!
She closed the invitation absentmindedly, handed it back to Lingqi, and said with a dazed look in her beautiful eyes, "I will accept her invitation and attend the banquet on time tomorrow."
Tianyun's absent-mindedness continued into the evening, until the "uninvited guest" skillfully sneaked into her boudoir, at which point she finally snapped out of it.
Xiao Ziwu's eyes were gentle, and he seemed to be in a very pleasant mood.
He was so familiar with this fragrant boudoir that he could walk there with his eyes closed without stumbling. So, as soon as he saw the little woman, Xiao Ziwu easily took the cloak from the rack and wrapped her up tightly.
"Let's go, take our little one to see the fireworks."
Fireworks?
Tianyun was slightly taken aback again.
Xiao Ziwu kissed her dazed brow, then pulled her slender waist and flew away. "Hmm, didn't my sweetheart say she wanted to see?"
"I..." When did I tell His Majesty that I wanted to see it?
Her body suddenly felt lighter, and Tianyun frantically clung to him for balance. A wave of doubt washed over her; when had she told His Majesty… she wanted to watch the fireworks?
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