Chapter 1200 If you are pleased with me, then breathe 54
The Emperor actually thought that compensating Consort Xu was to atone for the Empress's sins; how ridiculous!
In ancient times, there were those who cut off their own flesh to feed eagles; now, there are emperors who sell their bodies to pay off debts. It's only because Heaven hasn't opened its eyes that he hasn't become a Buddha.
He planned to have a large harem, showering his favor upon each woman, intending to give each of them a child or two.
The deep affection that men talk about is nothing more than this: they habitually use their advances towards one woman to suppress another, forcing the other to submit and compromise.
[If he were to establish a large harem, my cousin would become nothing more than a plaything for women; he doesn't even understand this basic principle.]
After reading the letter, Song Jinhuan couldn't help but sigh. Lin Yaning's thought process was truly unique, and her perspective was exceptionally quirky.
Fortunately, the Lin family had a secret correspondence channel; otherwise, if the treasonous content on the letter had been intercepted, their lives would have been in danger.
She replied to each letter in turn.
The third letter was from Xuanhe. It said that he would be away for a while and the return date was uncertain. If he missed the snacks from the Xuan Mansion, he could just send someone to the inn to let him know.
It seemed that everyone in the Xuanfu Palace was at her beck and call, whatever she needed.
At the end of the third month of the lunar calendar, peach blossoms are in full bloom, which is also a day for women from noble families to do good deeds.
We had to set off at the crack of dawn to travel to the outskirts of the city, ten miles away, to set up soup kitchens and distribute some cloth clothes to poor families.
There would also be doctors setting up stalls nearby, providing free medical care.
The three-day period.
Song Jinhuan was urged to get up and boarded the carriage in a daze. He dozed off for more than two hours while swaying and rocking, and it was already broad daylight.
Besides the women, some young men from the Prime Minister's residence, the General's residence, and the Marquis's residence also accompanied the group.
After getting off the carriage, Song Jinhuan obediently followed Madam Lin and helped her distribute porridge.
After a busy morning, my hands are so tired I can barely lift them.
Seeing this, Madam Lin told her to go and rest first.
Song Jinhuan didn't insist. After thanking him, she walked towards where the carriage was parked.
Along the way, the young lady from a noble family lived in incredible harmony with the poor. Even when someone tried to cause trouble, the soldiers around them quickly suppressed them.
Long queues formed in front of several pulse diagnosis stalls.
The carriage was parked quite far away; the closer it was, the fewer people there were, and the quieter it became.
Suddenly, several thugs appeared out of nowhere and blocked Song Jinhuan's way.
The leader, with a nonchalant smile, asked, "Where are you going, young lady?"
Song Jinhuan clenched his fists slightly, mentally assessing the possibility of escaping unscathed.
"Move aside," she said.
"Young lady, you're giving us orders!" The leader's words drew laughter from the others.
Song Jinhuan silently took a half step back. Just then, a figure descended from the sky and easily defeated the man, who then fled in panic.
Lu Zhiyuan: "Miss Lin, don't be afraid, I have already chased them away."
Song Jinhuan sized him up for a moment. "You know me?"
Lu Zhiyuan: "I saw you once from afar in the palace on the day of the Flower Street Festival."
Invited to the palace, and with the surname Lu, he must be the young Marquis Lu.
However, today's events are too coincidental.
Song Jinhuan cut to the chase: "Were those men yours just now?"
Lu Zhiyuan's face tightened. "Ahem... Miss Lin really has sharp eyes."
"Do you want me to owe you a favor for no reason? Is it to get closer to you or do you have some other purpose?"
Lu Zhiyuan never expected the other party to be so direct, and he didn't even have time to organize his thoughts.
Song Jinhuan snorted coldly, "You do know how to scheme against people."
He orchestrated and acted in a play so that she would owe him a debt of gratitude.
Isn't this just getting something for nothing?
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