"San Dezi, take this plate of milk cake to the imperial concubine. That little greedy guy might still be waiting." Nan Shaotian's expression softened when he mentioned the imperial concubine.
San Dezi smiled and replied, "Okay, I will deliver it to the Imperial Concubine."
The smile on Concubine Xian's face froze on the spot. It was not that he wanted to eat the milk cake, but that the Imperial Concubine wanted to eat it, so he came over and asked her to make milk cake for the Imperial Concubine.
What is she in the emperor's eyes? Bei Yutang's cook?
The virtuous concubine felt resentful and hateful, and she wished that Bei Yutang would die without a burial place.
Nan Shaotian suddenly felt very sleepy and yawned twice in a row.
"Your Majesty must be tired. Let me give you a massage." The colorful golden hairpin on Concubine Xian's head kept shaking, and a colorless and odorless scent filled the air.
Nan Shaotian waved his hand, "No need, just settle down."
A hint of loss flashed across the virtuous concubine's eyes, but she cheered up and helped him undress.
Xianfei lay timidly on the bed, waiting for Nan Shao to show her favor. As long as she was pregnant with a dragon seed, there would be no worries about a good life. However, after she lay down, for a long time, no one beside her made any movement.
She couldn't help but pluck up her courage and glance sideways, and saw that Nan Shaotian had closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The virtuous concubine looked at his sleeping face, clasping her hands tightly.
Hanxuan Hall
Xia Yuwei waited day after day, and finally received the news that he had come out of Chenxiao Palace. Her heart began to stir again, and she began to look forward to it again.
But what did she wait for? What did she wait for?
He entered Xianfu Palace and has not come out since then. Xia Yuwei sat by the window, looking at the bright moonlight outside, her heart filled with gloom.
It has been a month, more than a month, and he hasn't come to her once.
It was a last resort in Chenxiao Palace, so what about Xianfu Palace? Was it also a last resort?
Xia Yuwei told herself countless times that she must believe him and trust him, and that he loved her, but her heart was disappointed again and again, so she could no longer believe it.
The next day, Xia He entered the bedroom and was shocked to see the empress sitting by the window.
"My queen. There's a lot of dew this morning." Xia He picked up clothes from the shelf beside her and put them on her.
Xia He looked at her pale face, her eyes full of heartache, "Your Majesty, let's go find the Emperor."
Given the Emperor's love for the Empress, he would definitely not leave. Waiting for the Emperor to come over wasn't a solution; we had to take the initiative.
"Your Majesty, I will make the soup later and you can bring it to the Emperor." Xia He continued.
Xia Yuwei didn't respond, but a bitter smile played on her lips. When did she start competing with other women for favor? They were just pawns used by Shao Tian to control the court, while she was his wife, his lover.
"good."
When Xia He saw that her master agreed, a look of joy appeared on her face.
She also wanted to ask in person what had happened during this period of time. Did he really change his heart, or was he just acting?
Chenxiao Palace
"Your Majesty, the virtuous concubine comes to pay her respects."
Bei Yutang leaned on the couch, holding a book, and said nonchalantly: "No. Tell her to have a good rest and seize the opportunity."
"Yes." Jinchai left and conveyed the original words to Concubine Xian.
After hearing this, Concubine Xian smiled and said, "Thank you, Her Majesty, on my behalf."
"Um."
As soon as Concubine Xian turned around, the smile on her face disappeared immediately.
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