"Do I have to drink it?" He raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were heavy, with a hint of alienation and coldness.
"Your Majesty, please consider the royal heir." The Queen Mother spoke softly, but she would not back down.
"Okay," Emperor Xiao Ping said in a cold tone, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
He picked up the bowl and drank it all, then put it down. The pattern on the bottom of the bowl was clearly visible.
"Mother, I still have things to do in the front court. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first." Emperor Xiao Ping stood up and said goodbye.
Seeing that he just let everything go as it pleased and that it had nothing to do with her, the Queen Mother felt quite helpless and said, "Let's go, let's go."
Emperor Xiao Ping returned to his bedroom.
The white jade table in the bedroom was filled with exquisite snacks and soup bowls.
"Xiao Dezi, what is this?" Emperor Xiao Ping frowned slightly.
"Your Majesty, these were sent by the ladies and concubines of the various palaces, saying that they wanted the Emperor to taste them."
Emperor Xiao Ping held his forehead slightly. Why are these concubines so resourceful?
However, no matter how many methods he used, they were useless to him and he could not be moved.
For some reason, he couldn't have any strange thoughts about women.
He was originally a cold and peaceful person. He had no desire for the throne and no obsession with offspring. He followed his heart and did not get involved in matters between men and women.
The Queen Mother knew about this, so she blocked the news and prevented people outside the palace from knowing this palace secret.
On the one hand, he carefully selected several young women to enter the palace every year, hoping that one would please Emperor Xiao Ping and change his cold heart in matters of love between men and women.
Unfortunately, several attempts failed.
What Emperor Xiao Ping loved most was not the throne, nor beauty, but worshiping Buddha and chanting scriptures.
He glanced at the reddening maple leaves outside the window and said, "Xiao Dezi, have you made arrangements for tomorrow?"
Xiao Dezi bowed and stepped forward. "Your Majesty, rest assured. Everything has been arranged. Master Xuankong is still practicing in the small temple on the top of Mount Taihua outside Beijing. Your Majesty, please leave at dawn and arrive at noon."
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