Compared with the palace I saw before, this palace is a little simple and lacks some vitality.
The palace ladies all had an air of decadence.
The emperor, who was almost fifty years old and had a bloated figure, arrived late, accompanied by a young woman in gorgeous clothes.
The emperor, with his wrinkled face, saw that the people who came were very young, and the smile on his face suddenly faded.
His gaze lingered on Mo Qin and Yao Yao for a moment before he half-hugged the woman beside him and sat in the main seat.
"Are you the Taoist priests sent by the Jingming Sect?"
Jiang Yisheng glanced at Song Tan, and seeing that Song Tan had no intention of replying, he took a half step forward and bowed, saying:
"My name is Jiang Yisheng, and this is my uncle Song Tan and my junior sister Mo Qin."
As Taoists who practiced exorcism, they naturally refused to kneel down and kowtow to the emperor. Although the emperor was dissatisfied with this, he could not say anything.
Hearing the title of "Uncle Master", the emperor's gaze fell on Song Tan again.
He didn't see how capable he was, but he didn't have any respect for him at all, and he felt resentful.
"You young masters have come a long way, and I'm sure you've been delayed along the way. I've lived in the palace for a long time, and I'm quite interested in what you've seen and heard along the way. I'm hosting a banquet today. Could you share any anecdotes you've heard?"
Jiang Yisheng was young and inexperienced, and had not come into contact with many people, so he did not understand the hidden meaning of these words.
The others all more or less understood that the emperor was implicitly blaming them, the Jingming Sect, for not being proactive enough and not paying enough attention to him as the emperor.
Jiang Yisheng: "Since the emperor is interested, I will not refuse."
“…”
The emperor felt a lump in his chest and could hardly maintain his smile.
How capable can a kid who can't even understand what's being said be?
You are so good, Jingming Sect!
The emperor's purpose in calling them here was actually very simple. It was because there had been fierce fighting in his harem in recent years, and no matter how hard he tried to have children, no child could survive.
There were even sensational supernatural rumors, and some even spread rumors that there were evil spirits at work.
He originally wanted to suppress and deal with it coldly, but now his beloved concubine Xiangfei is pregnant, so he sent someone to deliver a letter to Jingmingzong, hoping to ensure the safe birth of the child.
After hearing this, Jiang Yisheng felt it was ridiculous.
"You mean to ask us to protect Concubine Xiang's child?"
They are good at exorcising demons and evil spirits, so what’s the big deal about protecting pregnant women?
Besides... Concubine Xiang's belly is only slightly bulging, and it is estimated that she is less than five months pregnant.
Mo Qin's gaze fell on Concubine Xiang's belly, and then moved to her face.
Concubine Xiang looked to be about the same age as them, and had a cold and aloof temperament, as if frost and snow had fallen from the sky. Most importantly, she looked 50% to 60% like Xue Xi.
The emperor was so angry when he heard this question:
"Why, do you think my prince is not worthy of your protection?"
The others had no intention of making excuses. Instead, Yao Yao tugged at Jiang Yisheng's sleeve, "Brother Jiang!"
Yao Yao's admonition instantly dissipated most of Jiang Yisheng's anger. He said in a gentle voice:
"That's not what I meant."
Yao Yao smiled at the emperor, feeling proud of having resolved an impending conflict.
The peach blossom mark she had planted on Jiang Yisheng already had four petals, and only the last petal was left, and then Jiang Yisheng would be completely at her disposal.
But compared with Mo Qin and Song Tan, Jiang Yisheng seemed a little useless.
The emperor patted Concubine Xiang's hand and his eyes wandered over the few people.
"In order to better protect my beloved concubine, it would be better to let the two girls live in Concubine Xiang's palace, eat and live together, so that I can feel at ease."
Song Tan's originally nonchalant eyes fell on the emperor's old face, and his mockery was evident.
Old pervert.
Mo Qin then spoke, her tone calm:
"Your Majesty, as your letter mentioned, there is a demonic entity haunting the palace. We only need to find the demon and eliminate it. As for preserving the fetus..."
Mo Qin paused for a moment, and there was a hint of sarcasm in Wu Bo's words:
"As the emperor of a dynasty, it must not be difficult for you to protect an unborn child."
All the palace people present couldn't help but bury their heads even lower.
In recent years, no child has been saved in the palace. Isn't saying this a slap in the emperor's face?
Concubine Xiang leaned towards the emperor and complained softly:
"Your Majesty has the energy of a true dragon in your body. How could there be evil spirits in this harem? I don't need their protection. Just you are enough."
The emperor was delighted to hear this. He hooked Xiangfei's nose with his finger and said, "Sweetheart, you have such a sweet mouth. Didn't I go to your palace every night?"
Everyone couldn't help but shiver, feeling psychologically uncomfortable because of the oil.
After all the flirting, the emperor still hadn't given up the idea of letting Mo Qin and Yao Yao live in the harem.
Feng Jun couldn't bear it any longer. He sneered, "In that case, why don't we move in together? Wouldn't it be easier to find out the truth this way?"
The emperor angrily rebuked: "How dare a foreign man live with my concubines?"
Feng Jun asked, "If outsiders are not allowed to live here, then innocent women can live here freely?"
Jiang Yisheng also echoed: "This is indeed inappropriate!"
Song Tan was completely out of the matter, as if he was just a passerby. At this moment, his eyes fell on Feng Jun.
Feng Jun had a different complexion and was wearing eye-catching clothes. He was standing not far from Mo Qin, and it was clear to him why he had just said those two sentences.
The reason for following them is still unclear, and there is an unclear relationship between him and Mo Qin.
Song Tan has traveled far and wide and met countless people, so naturally he couldn't help but doubt Feng Jun's purpose and his identity.
Finally, the emperor had to give up his idea and arranged accommodation for them.
The palace servants took them to their residence and said that they would be entertained with a banquet in the evening.
On the way, Yao Yao came up to Feng Jun and thanked him with a smile:
"Thank you, Mr. Feng."
Feng Jun was a little confused: "Huh?"
"Thank you for speaking up for me just now."
Feng Jun reacted, "...Ah, no need to thank me, I'm not trying to help you."
He glanced at Mo Qin and said nonchalantly, "I just want to go to the harem to see the old emperor's concubines. The Concubine Xiang is very beautiful, so I'm sure the others should be no less beautiful."
Yao Yao widened her eyes slightly, a little embarrassed, "Is that so?"
Mo Qin didn't react at all, but was carefully observing the environment in the palace.
No matter how fierce the fighting in the harem is, no child was left behind. Is this normal?
Also, is there any connection between Concubine Xiang and Prime Minister Xuexi?
I have to ask someone.
Several people lived in the same place, and their rooms were not far from each other.
Mo Qin stopped the palace maid who was taking her to the room.
The palace maid didn't dare to say anything more until Mo Qin took out the silver, then she was willing to reveal a little more.
"Empress Xiang is the younger sister of Prime Minister Xuexi. Four years ago, the Emperor had a chance encounter with her and was so astonished by her beauty that he immediately ordered her to be taken into the palace."
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