After Guan Zhiyue returned from the backyard, she started jumping around in the yard, laughing and giggling.
Because she wanted to lose weight, she wanted to be thin, and she also wanted to test whether the water in her space could really improve her physique.
Her body has now reached a plateau; how can she lose weight?
"Your Majesty, would you like to rest for a while? Look how much sweat you've produced."
Guan Zhiyue shook her head as she listened to Bilian's shouts from the side, because she found that she no longer felt the slightest bit flustered as she jumped around.
Before, when I jumped around, I felt like I was about to die at any moment. Now it's great! I don't feel suffocated anymore.
Seeing that her mistress was ignoring her, Bilian stopped talking and turned to attend to her own business.
At night, Guan Zhiyue washed up and lay in bed. She felt more comfortable than usual tonight. She didn't know if it was the water in the space that was working or if it was just her imagination, but she just felt different.
It was around midnight.
"Thump..."
"Don't you know to be gentler?" The man in the yellow robe turned around and glared at a guard behind him. The guard nodded cautiously and bowed apologetically.
"Where's the thing? Wasn't it said that something was glowing?"
The guard stealthily led the man in the yellow robe toward the place where Bilian had been embroidering during the day.
"I heard from the secret guards that Her Majesty was here holding something that was glowing in her arms."
The man in the yellow robe looked at the empty table and felt as if he had been tricked. He suddenly had an urge to kill the guard.
"Where is the thing? Where is the light?"
The man in the yellow robe kicked the man in dark clothes in the leg. The man winced in pain, rubbed his sore calf, and said, "Your Majesty, shall we go inside and take a look?"
Yes, that's right. The one who climbed into the Cold Palace is none other than our current emperor, Li Qiji, who is also the original owner's, or rather, Guan Zhiyue's, nominal man.
Li Qiji and his vengeful Mingwei Jiwu, as well as the shrewd and cunning secret guard Jishang who secretly protects him.
At this moment, the wronged Ming Weiji, the bodyguard, was running excitedly to open and close Zhiyue's door, but our classmate Li Qiji was standing tall and straight.
Standing aside, waiting for Ji Wu to manipulate things behind the scenes, Li Qiji still hadn't realized that he was opening the door to his woman's bedroom. What a despicable act!
After fiddling around for a while, Ji Wu finally opened the door. Just as the two of them squeezed through the cracked door, Guan Zhiyue woke up from her bed.
The two quickly leaped onto the roof beam inside the house.
Guan Zhiyue saw that the door was open and, somewhat frightened, reached out to pull her blanket over her face, but then immediately pulled it off again.
As if encouraging himself, he said, "Guan Zhiyue, what are you afraid of? You've already died once, what else do you have to be afraid of?"
He then struggled for a moment, got out of bed, took a deep breath, mustered his courage, walked to the door, and peeked out.
I looked around but didn't see anyone. The wind was blowing quite hard outside, but I didn't think much of it and assumed the wind had blown the door open.
Li Qiji, perched on the roof beam, rolled his eyes so hard they were practically bursting, his heart filled with utter resistance as he looked at Guan Zhiyue, who was covered in fat.
"Such a despicable and shrewish woman, and I actually married her! What a laughingstock!"
"If it weren't for the Imperial Advisor saying that this woman is a lucky star for our dynasty, I would want to execute her right now."
Li Qiji sat diagonally on the roof beam, watching Guan Zhiyue clumsily climb onto the bed and fuss over herself, and couldn't help but swear.
Ji Wu, standing to the side, was truly speechless with bitterness. Why did his own emperor have to twist his arm to say what he was about to say?
"Huff... Huff... Huff... Your Majesty, I have a request, but I don't know if I should say it."
Looking at Guan Zhiyue lying on the bed again, Li Qiji said impatiently in a low voice, "Say what you have to say, or shut up."
Ji Wu raised his left hand and pulled away Li Qiji's hand that was still twisting his right arm. He said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I beg you to have mercy. My arm is about to be broken."
Li Qiji turned his head and looked. He had just been wondering when the pillar had become so flexible. It turned out to be Ji Wu's arm.
"I thought you were going to arrest this pillar!"
Ji Wu was internally screaming with frustration, unsure whether to unleash it or not...
The two watched from the roof beam as Guan Zhiyue fell asleep again. They then climbed down from the beam and searched Guan Zhiyue's room for something.
"Your Majesty, we couldn't find it."
"Let's go! I think you're just bored and making fun of me, aren't you?"
Ji Wu was kicked again. Ji Wu was bitter. How could he dare to joke about the emperor? This was a huge injustice!
So the Emperor glanced at Guan Zhiyue lying on the bed, flicked his sleeves, and strode towards the door.
Guan Zhiyue woke up again as soon as the two left. She was still half asleep, but she kept feeling like there were mice in the room, chattering and making a racket.
This time she really didn't want to move anymore. If she was going to die, so be it; she was just too tired.
The next morning.
Guan Zhiyue stood by the door, wondering why her door had been opened twice for no reason last night. A chill ran down her spine as she looked at it with some confusion.
"Bilian, what do you think of this Cold Palace?"
While Bilian was tidying up the sheets and blankets for Guan Zhiyue, she listened to Guan Zhiyue's complaints.
"Your Majesty, what are you saying! I slept soundly last night and didn't hear a sound. What's wrong with the Cold Palace?"
Guan Zhiyue didn't know what else to say, so she shrugged and said, "It's nothing, go and urge them to have breakfast!"
Guan Zhiyue said nothing more and walked towards her vegetable patch, because she wanted to check on how the vegetables she had planted were doing and wondered how long it would take for them to sprout.
Guan Zhiyue began to wander around, looking at various places, while waiting for Bilian to prepare breakfast for her.
"Little brat, how am I supposed to know if I've lost weight if I don't have a scale here?"
Inside the space, Little Tuantuan pouted unhappily when Guan Zhiyue called him "little brat" again, saying, "I'm called Little Tuantuan, and you better remember that, don't call me 'little brat' like that."
Guan Zhiyue, I can bear it. I'm not feeling well right now, so I'll put up with you for now. Once my body is back to how it was in my previous life, I'll make you understand why the flowers are so red.
Guan Zhiyue took a deep breath, suppressing her resentment, and said through gritted teeth, "Then may I ask, Xiao Tuantuan, I don't have a scale here, how can I know if I've lost weight?"
Seeing that Guan Zhiyue was quite cooperative, Xiao Tuantuan smiled and waved her magic wand, and a modern-day electronic scale landed in Guan Zhiyue's arms.
"Holy crap, an electronic scale."
"See? This guild leader is all-powerful. These mundane items you want, this guild leader can get them for you."
Guan Zhiyue didn't want to waste any more time talking to him. She grabbed the electronic scale and turned to go back to her room. She couldn't wait to see if she had lost weight.
"Your Highness, it's time for breakfast!" Bilian looked at Guan Zhiyue, who seemed a little excited, and, not knowing what had happened, turned around and ran towards her room with a smile.
Guan Zhiyue said without turning her head, "Okay, wait a moment."
"Little Tuantuan, is this a kilogram scale?"
Xiao Tuantuan shook her head and said, "No, it's a scale. You just need to stand on it to know how much you weigh."
"The number shown above is your current weight."
Rosamund Kwan....
Guan Zhiyue excitedly took off her shoes, stepped on the number, and closed her eyes, because she was afraid that seeing the number would make her die on the spot.
"Tsk tsk tsk... You really are a big fat lady! You're even fatter than that little fat pig!" Little Tuantuan said, clicking her tongue.
Guan Zhiyue gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and looked down. She saw that the weight displayed on the electronic scale was "227 jin".
She looked at the numbers on the electronic scale in disbelief. Had she lost 3 pounds?
"Bilian said my weight was 230 jin (115 catties) at the time, and my weight is 227 jin (118 catties) now. Does that mean I have lost 3 jin (1.5 catties)?"
Guan Zhiyue's eyes widened with excitement as she asked the little girl in the space with some anticipation.
"Little Tuantuan, do I need to lose two more pounds to complete the first space expansion?"
Xiao Tuantuan gave a disdainful smile and said, "Then you might be mistaken, host. The space will expand a little bit every time you lose five pounds, which started when you seriously started losing weight after contracting this space."
Guan Zhiyue seemed to have heard something that would kill her.
"So you mean I need to start losing weight from my current 227 pounds in order to achieve the desired space expansion?"
"Yes, you're not too stupid."
"Yes! That means you need to lose weight to 222 pounds to complete the first spatial expansion, and there is also a three-day assessment period;
If you don't rebound within three days, the upside potential will automatically expand; if you do rebound within three days...
The space naturally returned to its original state.
Xiao Tuantuan thought for a moment and then said, "Of course, this is the first time you expand your body. If you lose weight twice in a row, but then rebound once, what will happen?"
That will shrink back to the state you initially expanded from, meaning you reduce it layer by layer, and you won't go back to where you started.
After hearing this explanation, Guan Zhiyue nodded in agreement. It seemed that this space did have some human touch.
"Of course, host, you have to believe that this weight loss space has undergone hundreds of years of careful refinement and improvement. How could such a small thing shake it?"
Guan Zhiyue rolled her eyes at the sky and threw her electronic scale into her spatial storage. She didn't want anyone to see this thing that didn't belong to this era in her room.
"Alright, I'm going to eat now. I'll continue my diet after I finish eating. I refuse to believe that I can't lose five pounds every time."
Guan Zhiyue walked to the corridor, picked up the bowl of plain porridge on the table, and slurped it down in no time.
This time, she didn't rush to exercise; instead, she went to the backyard to watch the palace servants dismantle the wall behind them.
Yes, that's right. Guan Zhiyue demolished the walls of the Cold Palace because there was a desolate mountain area behind it. This was a huge project!
Guan Zhiyue decided to open a door in her own Gongqiang and then go to conquer that wasteland.
She even sent someone to inquire whether the wasteland had an owner. They searched all the county offices, but in the end, they couldn't find out who the owner of the land was.
So, the transfer of ownership was processed again for Guan Zhiyue, and just a few days ago, the wasteland behind the property was transferred to Guan Zhiyue's name.
Now Guan Zhiyue is thinking of carving a door in her palace wall so that it will be convenient for her to come and go without disturbing others.
Guan Zhiyue stood on the second floor of a pavilion, looking out at the endless wasteland. She could hardly believe that she was about to start farming.
"Tell me, what kind of dynasty are you dressed up in? Sigh! How pathetic!"
"I really admire you, you old man."
Guan Zhiyue stood alone on the courtyard tower, looking at the wasteland in the distance, talking to herself.
At lunchtime, Consort Xian, He Jiao, came again, but this time she brought a lot of meat.
"Greetings to Your Highness, the Virtuous Consort! May Your Highness be blessed!"
"Sister, where did you go?"
Seeing the Consort Xian enter with a large group of people, Bilian quickly stepped forward to pay her respects, stammering with some fear, "Our Lady is behind us!"
Today, He Jiao wore a pink gauze dress. Her fair and delicate skin looked as exquisite as a newly blossoming peach blossom against the backdrop of the pink dress.
She skipped and hopped happily toward the backyard, because she had heard that the Empress had been up to something in the palace lately.
The sound of knocking on the walls kept coming from her palace. Many people said that the empress was breaking down the walls to escape, while others said that the empress was repairing the Cold Palace. In short, there were all sorts of explanations.
"Sister, where are you? Your little sister has come to see you."
He Jiao ran over from the front yard, saw Guan Zhiyue standing on the second floor of the pavilion, and excitedly strode towards her, completely lacking the air of an emperor's concubine.
At this moment, He Jiao was just like a child next door, only thinking about finding her dear older sister.
"You little rascal, what brings you to my palace today?"
He Jiao took Guan Zhiyue's hand and said with a smile, "Of course I missed you, sister. I originally planned to come earlier, but my nanny kept me in the palace studying those things."
Guan Zhiyue was pulled down from the pavilion by He Jiao and headed towards the front yard. When the two arrived at the front yard, they saw that the table was already full of meat and vegetables.
Guan Zhiyue looked at the table full of meat and couldn't help but swallow. It is said that the food in the palace has the most complete ingredients in the world. This table full of meat is so tempting.
"Sister, what does this mean?"
"Oh dear, sister, you see how good it is in your palace... naturally I must bring you the best food."
Guan Zhiyue swallowed hard as she looked at the meat and vegetables and said, "He-meimei, eat quickly! Your sister has prepared lunch for today. I'm on a diet these days, so I won't be eating any meat or fish."
After Guan Zhiyue finished speaking, she quickly turned her head away. She didn't want to watch anymore; what if she couldn't resist picking up her chopsticks and starting to eat?
"Sister, are you really not going to eat?"
Guan Zhiyue shook her head and sat down to eat her boiled cabbage.
He Jiao was still eating on the side, making tsk-tsk sounds of admiration.
"Oh my, this braised pork knuckle is so fragrant! It's so tender, so flavorful, and so chewy—it's absolutely delicious..."
"Oh dear, it's such a pity that my sister can't eat it!"
Amidst He Jiao's exclamations of praise, Guan Zhiyue finished her boiled cabbage...
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