Zhao Yuancheng knew that the Fu family had entered the palace, so he had some private matters to discuss. After nightfall, he did not go to Huayang Palace to disturb them. After finishing his government affairs, he went directly to Qingning Palace.
At that time, Wanpin was hunched over her desk, looking at the account book. Songluo came in through the curtain and said happily, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has arrived. Please get up and greet him."
When Wanpin heard that Zhao Yuancheng had arrived, she was unable to react for a moment. It was only when Songluo helped her up that she came to her senses.
Without waiting for him to wash and change his clothes, Zhao Yuancheng strode in.
Wanpin hurried forward and saluted, "I didn't know the emperor was coming. I'm sorry for not coming to greet you. I beg your forgiveness."
"No need to be polite, my beloved."
Zhao Yuancheng reached out and helped Wanpin up, his movements acting very affectionately. "It was I who didn't send anyone to pass on the message, my beloved concubine, there's no need to be nervous."
A warm feeling came from her wrist. Wanpin looked at Zhao Yuancheng with affectionate eyes, "Your Majesty, have you had dinner yet?"
"Yeah, I used it when I came here."
As he spoke, Zhao Yuancheng walked towards the desk and saw the pile of account books. He smiled curiously and said, "These are the account books from the previous dynasty. My beloved concubine, why are you looking at these?"
Wanpin bowed her head and said reluctantly, "Sister Noble Concubine said that this is my first time managing palace affairs, and I must look at these accounts carefully before I can get started."
Zhao Yuancheng casually flipped open a few pages of the account book and smiled, "The imperial concubine has lived in the harem for a long time. She did this for your own good."
Wanpin wanted to complain, but Zhao Yuancheng pretended not to know, so Wanpin couldn't say anything.
"Since my beloved concubine is so diligent, I will not disturb her. I will go to the Selected Concubine's place to rest tonight."
Seeing Zhao Yuancheng was about to leave, Wanpin refused to comply. She reached out and grabbed the emperor's sleeve, saying pitifully, "Your Majesty, are you leaving right after you arrive? You haven't been to this concubine's place for a long time."
Under the dim candlelight, Zhao Yuancheng's lips curled up into a smile, and he said slowly, "Princess Wan, do you know why I gave you the character 'Wan' as your title?"
Wanpin's heart tightened, and she forced a smile and said, "I am stupid, please teach me, Your Majesty."
"A supple figure, gentle and submissive, emphasizes the beauty of female virtue. My beloved, do you think you have achieved this?"
The light words shocked Wanpin so much that her scalp numbed. She immediately knelt in front of Zhao Yuancheng, feeling extremely terrified.
Zhao Yuancheng reached out and helped her up, then lifted Wanpin's delicate chin, as if with pity but also as a warning: "I value you very much, I hope you won't let me down."
Wanpin suddenly felt a chill spread from her spine to her whole body. She forced a smile and said, "Yes, I will definitely live up to the emperor's kindness."
"That's good."
After saying that, Zhao Yuancheng yawned lazily, "It's getting late, my beloved concubine, you should rest early."
"Yes, I respectfully send your Majesty off."
Zhao Yuancheng left the main hall and walked straight towards the Jinxiu Pavilion nearby.
When Songluo came in, she saw that Concubine Wan was extremely pale, as if she had been greatly frightened. She quickly stepped forward to help her up and said, "Your Majesty, why do you look so grim? Did the Emperor say something?"
Wanpin leaned on the edge of the table, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Send a letter later and tell mother that I agree with her proposal."
Songluo's eyes were filled with joy. "Yes, I'll take note of it."
Jinxiu Pavilion.
Because someone had already come to deliver the message, Zhao Yuancheng saw Consort Wei standing at the door in a light purple dress before he even entered the room. In the light, she looked as if she was floating in the air.
This scene did not surprise Zhao Yuancheng, but rather seemed extremely familiar.
As far as I can remember, Fu Qianyu also likes to wear light purple clothes.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live the Emperor."
"Get up."
Zhao Yuancheng walked into the house, and Wei Xuanshi followed him with a faint smile.
The maid brought the tea, and Consort Wei took it and handed it to the emperor, saying delicately, "Your Majesty, this tea is made from plum blossom snow. Although it's not as good as mountain spring water, it's still exceptionally refreshing."
Zhao Yuancheng took a sip, his expression indifferent, and said, "It's okay."
"As long as the Emperor likes it."
At this time, there was no one else in the room. The guard concubine also grew bolder. With a slight smile on her face, she stepped closer to Zhao Yuancheng and said, "Your Majesty, it is getting late. You should bathe and change clothes now."
"Alright, I'm a little tired, let's settle down."
As he spoke, Zhao Yuancheng pressed the person under him, and immediately Wei Xuanshi felt a sharp pain.
There was no comfort, and Zhao Yuancheng's brutality made her cry out in pain.
It was not until the second half of the night that there was no movement in the warm room.
Concubine Wei felt sore all over, as if her bones were taken apart and reassembled. The bruises on her fair skin silently told how rough Zhao Yuancheng had just been.
But she couldn't complain.
We should regard this as the greatest honor.
Early the next morning.
Wei Xuanshi endured the discomfort all over her body and got up to help Zhao Yuancheng change his clothes.
Before leaving, Zhao Yuancheng said calmly, "I am very satisfied with your service. You will be promoted to a talented person."
The imperial concubine was overjoyed and knelt down to express her gratitude: "I thank the emperor for his grace."
After seeing Zhao Yuancheng off, Concubine Wei did not dare to delay and hurriedly washed, changed her clothes and headed towards Concubine Wan's residence.
Seeing her coming, Songluo glared at her coldly and snorted softly, "My lady, you are really diligent in paying your respects. It's just that the queen was a little late looking at the account books last night. Please wait here for a moment."
Wei Cairen smiled lightly, "That's as it should be."
Generally, when concubines of lower rank went to pay their respects to the queen, they would first be asked to wait in the cabinet, but Songluo asked her to wait in the corridor, which was clearly a sign to show disrespect to Concubine Wei.
It is still New Year and the ice and snow have not melted yet.
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