Therefore, whether it's the Luo River or the water, it has its own thoughts.
After all, who wants to live such a torturous life?
Even Consort Zhen herself was having a hard time, so what could the palace maids do by following her?
Although the two of them had been with the Cao family since they were young, the more they knew that their master was unlikely to have any good days ahead.
"Your Highness, Consort Cao has arrived," said the maid at the door.
Before she could finish speaking, Consort Cao entered: "Aunt."
"What's wrong?" Consort Zhen glanced at her, feeling awkward before, but now that the late emperor was dead.
They hadn't even had a chance to fight yet...
"Have the people from the Empress Dowager's side said anything?" Consort Cao is only seventeen... how could she not be flustered?
"She hates me, not you. What are you afraid of? If you hadn't caused all that trouble back then, you would be a new concubine in the palace now, instead of ending up like me," Consort Zhen sneered.
"What joke are you talking about, Aunt? If I hadn't been causing all this trouble, I might have died long ago. And if I hadn't, I would have died soon." Consort Cao wasn't naive.
"Enough, we are aunt and niece after all, so let's not argue anymore." Consort Zhen sighed.
"You..." Consort Cao hesitated, "You still say I'm making trouble? If you were... you might be the Empress now! You wouldn't have to suffer like this." Consort Cao hadn't figured this out.
"How dare you! How dare you interfere in my affairs?" Consort Zhen roared in anger.
“Aunt, it’s all in the past.” Consort Cao scoffed.
Consort Zhen was taken aback, then shook her head: "Never mind, it's getting late, you should go back."
Consort Cao left without saying anything.
This matter has been forgotten all these years.
Consort Zhen sat there for a long time before finally lying down to sleep. She truly dared not think, dared not think of anything at all.
The next day there was an early morning court session. After the session ended, Shu Chengfeng rubbed his forehead with a dark expression.
Yun asked cautiously, "Your Majesty? Would you... like to lie down for a while?"
Shu Chengfeng waved his hand.
"Then...would you like to take a look at the memorial?" Yun Ji found it amusing.
Actually, the court is still harmonious; no minister dares to act recklessly. It's just that there are many things to deal with, and His Majesty is very annoyed.
"I won't look!" Shu Chengfeng frowned. "Go and call that woman here."
"Your Majesty...who is this subordinate calling?" Yun Ji was about to cry.
Because he grew up with the guards, he always referred to himself as a subordinate, and he didn't change that even after entering the palace. Although Shu Chengfeng didn't say anything to him, he did see him as different from others.
So he was happy to keep it unchanged and continued to call himself that.
"You've become arrogant now that you've become the chief eunuch of the palace?" Shu Chengfeng picked up the brush and threw it at him.
Yun Ji chuckled and dodged away: "Then this subordinate will immediately send someone to invite Consort Yan here."
At this moment, His Majesty certainly wouldn't want to see someone who talks too much.
That woman...
Oh dear, it sounds casual, but His Majesty has never called that woman to anyone else.
Wow. Consort Yan is truly remarkable.
Yan Nan returned from paying his respects and went back to sleep. Now, when he was told that His Majesty had summoned him, he appeared calm on the surface but inwardly cursed as he got up.
She didn't dress up much, casually changed into a silver-white dress embroidered with silver needle flowers, styled her hair into a low bun, decorated with a jade hairpin and pearl flowers, and wore a pair of pearl earrings before leaving.
They didn't even bother with their face.
She was truly without makeup.
Jiangxiang and Yuanhua went along, both thinking that it was only because it was their own mistress, they were very confident, and that's why they went.
If it were any other concubine, she would have to be disciplined for a while.
They were carried there on a palanquin, and upon disembarking outside the Beichen Palace, they were naturally greeted by someone.
Once inside, Yan Nangui greeted His Majesty, saying, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects."
"Come here." Shu Chengfeng was sitting on a soft chair in his bedchamber, leaning back rather awkwardly.
As the wild geese flew south, they simply sat down on people.
Shu Chengfeng almost threw up from sitting so much...
Because he was crooked... anyway, he ended up sitting on the softest part of his stomach.
It was probably because I wasn't on guard.
"Oh my... have I gained weight?" Yan Nangui exclaimed in shock.
Shu Chengfeng glared at her, then picked her up and sat down more steadily: "You have no sense of proportion."
"Tsk, it's your own fault for not sitting properly. I didn't even look closely. I missed you so much when I saw you that I just sat down." Yan Nangui twisted the logic; she did it on purpose.
"You're picky." Shu Chengfeng pinched her cheek.
"Fine, I did it on purpose. Why did you deliberately pick me at your family banquet? What? You've only just entered the palace and you're already trying to bully me and make me your target?" Yan Nangui leaned down to his neck and bit the soft flesh on his neck.
"Hiss... Did I call you here to torment me?" Shu Chengfeng said helplessly.
"Returning the target? Was it wrong of me to reward you with it? Can't I even treat you well?"
"Hearing Your Majesty say that, I am overjoyed. I love Your Majesty so much. You look so handsome now." Yan Nangui cupped Shu Chengfeng's face in her hands: "You are both noble and majestic, handsome and domineering. I love you so much. I'll go paint a portrait of Your Majesty later."
"You've got some nerve," Shu Chengfeng said, pinching her cheek.
It was one thing to paint him when he was still the crown prince, but she still dared to paint him after he became emperor.
"I'd like to." Yan Nangui rolled his eyes.
"Alright, alright, I'll have someone send you some good art supplies and paper later. Paint well. Let me see when you're done," Shu Chengfeng said.
"That won't do. I have to let things take their course. It would be a miracle if I rushed it and managed to finish it," Yan Nangui said.
"You're the only one who has the right! Go back now, you're really driving me crazy." Shu Chengfeng pushed her.
Yan Nangui raised an eyebrow slightly, then grabbed someone's groin through their clothes: "Trying to get rid of me?"
Shu Chengfeng paused, his ears turning slightly red: "Yan Shi! Is this appropriate?"
Yan Nangui lay back down, placing her hands neatly on his chest, her beautiful eyes looking at him pitifully, without saying a word, appearing as if she was about to cry...
Shu Chengfeng closed his eyes and then opened them again, slapping her on the bottom. This vixen, she's got a death wish...
Then they pulled the person up and carried them inside.
The palace maids and eunuchs quickly withdrew.
As for what His Majesty and Consort Yan went to do, who knows? They were probably discussing painting.
The discussion went on until past noon; they were so engrossed in it that they forgot to eat and sleep.
Shu Chengfeng put on his clothes with a triumphant air, glanced at Yan Nangui with utter disdain, his face clearly saying: Is that all?
Yan Nangui snorted and turned his back on him, thinking to himself that as expected, flirting with Xian would lead to trouble. He was exhausted.
However, the emperor still had a conscience. After dressing himself, he came over and picked her up: "Aren't you hungry?"
Yan Nangui stopped being coy and nodded, "I'm hungry and tired too."
"Get up, eat, and then go back to sleep." Shu Chengfeng was in a great mood.
Lunch was served in the Beichen Hall. Yan Nangui ate more than usual.
She never stood on ceremony with Shu Chengfeng. If Shu Chengfeng served her food, she would just smile at him and never get up to thank him.
The people from the manor who came with him were used to it, while the servants from the palace were practically rolling their eyes.
Good heavens, is this Consort Yan relying on her family background? She's so unruly!
The unruly Consort Yan, having eaten and drunk her fill, even took a nap in the Beichen Palace.
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