With the Crown Prince's help, Xu Yanli soon met with him.
The Crown Prince looked at the elegant Xu Yanli in front of him, whose face was pale, and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that Lord Xu, who is valued by Father Emperor, would secretly side with me."
Xu Yanli remained expressionless and smiled, "Your Highness, there's no need to think so much. In any case, you should understand that His Majesty doesn't only value you. If you don't, who knows what the outcome will be?"
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince froze, concealing the murderous intent that flashed in his eyes. "Indeed, Lord Xu, it's a pleasure to cooperate."
...
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Qingyin, after being brought back to the hall, smelled the unique fragrance inside and in the blink of an eye, she collapsed into the man's arms.
In the secret chamber, Emperor Chongzhao personally dressed Qingyin in a pure white outfit, drew her eyebrows, and styled her hair.
When Qingyin woke up again, it was already late at night.
His body was sore and weak; it was obvious that he had been given a boneless stimulant.
Qingyin forced himself to lift his head and looked around. He was lying on a spacious bed that was the same size as the dragon bed. The room was furnished exactly like the Taihe Hall, but there was an extra familiar small bed in it, the one he used to sleep on in the Taihe Hall.
There are also many familiar, lost ornaments from the White Tiger Camp...
Qingyin sighed inwardly at the emperor's perversion, then collapsed again, panting heavily.
This time, he probably made too much noise, which attracted a servant.
A young palace maid, about seventeen or eighteen years old but with a face covered in scars, walked into the room. She looked at Qingyin blankly, carefully brought hot water and food, and prepared to feed Qingyin.
Qingyin really wanted to get something out of her, so she deliberately didn't open her mouth.
But the little palace maid just sat there in the distance, looking bewildered, staring at him quietly.
Qingyin tried to gesture, and after half an hour, she finally realized that the little girl in front of her was a deaf-mute palace maid who did not know sign language.
The emperor really found a good candidate to bet on.
Qingyin leaned against the bed helplessly and sighed.
Awu secretly observed the young master whom His Majesty had entrusted to her care in the distance.
She was born deaf and mute. Her Majesty found her while he was away on a military campaign, and she became a palace maid.
Everyone disliked and feared her, but it was only because His Majesty had saved her that no one in the palace dared to bully her.
Her Majesty asked her to take care of a young master, and she was very happy, for her savior had not forgotten her.
The young master whom His Majesty entrusted to her care was incredibly handsome, even more so than His Majesty himself. He seemed unable to speak and tried to communicate with her, but she couldn't understand him.
She knew he was disappointed, and she was a little sad.
Not knowing how to please this young master, she could only sit quietly to the side and watch him, afraid that he might go hungry.
Hunger has been an extremely painful thing for her since she can remember. When she was really hungry, she used to grab dirt and stuff it into her mouth, but it only helped for a short while and would make her stomach hurt terribly.
Awu thought quietly, not wanting this handsome young man to go hungry.
Emperor Chongzhao walked in and looked at the person who was stubbornly stuffed into the quilt and Awu who was sitting quietly in another place.
A smile appeared in his eyes as he waved Awu away.
Emperor Chongzhao walked to Qingyin's side.
"Why do you still like to sleep with the blanket over your head, just like when you were a child?"
The man's tall, aggressive aura enveloped the person in the quilt, and the familiar scent of ambergris permeated the young man, giving Emperor Chongzhao the illusion that Ayu was already his darling.
"Ayu?"
Through the blanket, Qingyin slapped away Emperor Chongzhao's hand, but because of the drugs, her strength was weak, and even with all her strength, she couldn't leave a red mark.
Emperor Chongzhao chuckled softly, holding the handsome young man tightly in his arms. Looking at the face that was even more beautiful because of the heat, he laughed and said, "How pitiful Ayu is."
Seeing the young man's eyes redden because of his voice, Emperor Chongzhao was more and more pleased.
He liked Ayu no matter what she looked like.
It's a pity, their wedding day is just a few days away.
"Yu'er, don't be afraid. In a few days, you will be my concubine."
"It's a pity that Yu'er isn't a woman and can't bear me a baby, otherwise..." As he spoke, the man's hand landed on Qingyin's stomach and caressed it a few times in an ambiguous manner.
"That will make it big."
The overly intimate gestures caused the young man's entire body to flush slightly.
Fortunately, a series of urgent knocks came from outside the secret chamber door, interrupting the emperor's actions.
Emperor Chongzhao couldn't help but frown, while Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief.
Emperor Chongzhao, seeing Ayu's pitiful and adorable appearance, was no longer angry. He placed an irresistible kiss on Ayu's cheek before preparing to leave.
"It's getting late, Ayu, you should get some rest."
...
Cuiyue Palace, to put it nicely, is a quiet place with elegant pavilions, terraces, and lotus ponds, but in reality, it is located in a remote area, no different from a cold palace.
But this remote place unexpectedly welcomed a new master, who was none other than the Imperial Concubine, whom His Majesty personally bestowed a name upon and brought in.
Regardless of how high her rank was when she entered the palace, just looking at the continuous stream of rewards sent from Cuiyue Palace shows how much His Majesty values her.
I wonder how many people envy those who work in Cuiyue Palace. It's a pity that this lady is so highly regarded by His Majesty that even her staff is personally arranged by His Majesty. People can only dream about it and are curious about what kind of beauty this lady, who is personally favored by His Majesty, possesses.
Inside the palace, the empress, the object of everyone's curiosity, was dressed in a white gauze dress with a bow, and was gently held in a pair of large hands.
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