White sleeves, green shirt, and a jade cup of tea.

Feng Jin looked at the steaming teacup in front of him, with green tea stems floating in it. Although he hadn't tasted it yet, he could already smell the faint fragrance of the tea.

After dinner, it was a beautiful thing to watch a beauty drinking wine. If the beauty's movements were graceful and moving, it was a pleasing thing to watch. He realized for the first time that his tea brewing skills were very poor. Even if the tea was not brewed well, at least her movements were full of meaning.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth. Feng Jin smiled and looked at Zhuang Yuyan: "The tea brewed by my beloved concubine lingers on my lips and teeth. This tea deserves the name of beauty tea."

Zhuang Yuyan listened to the sound of rain outside the window and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is making fun of me, right? It has been raining for several days in a row. It has finally relieved the summer drought. We don't have to worry about lack of water when planting rice."

Feng Jin put down the teacup and smiled gently: "My beloved concubine, you understand farming?"

"I don't really understand it. I was just bored, so I read some agricultural books to kill time," Zhuang Luoyan brushed her hair aside and smiled shyly, "I don't really understand poetry and the like, but those miscellaneous books are more interesting."

"It's good that you like these," Feng Jian stood up and walked to Zhuang Yuyan's side, suddenly bent down and hugged her, and Zhuang Yuyan was so scared that she put her hands around his neck.

"Your Majesty!" Zhuang Luyan felt that she really did not understand the emperor. Their thought processes were too different from others.

"It's such a beautiful day, my beloved concubine will not drink tea with me all the time, right?" Feng Jin carried the beauty to the inner room. This was also the first time he entered the Xihe Palace after Zhuang Yuyan moved in. The furnishings in the room were very elegant, but not as elegant as expected. Instead, it made people feel indescribably warm and comfortable as soon as they entered.

She pulled out the only jade hairpin in her hair, and the black hair flowed down smoothly like water, expressing her myriad charms.

It is not the seductive eyes that are the most seductive, but the unconscious seductiveness and coquettishness that are the most difficult for men to resist in bed. Zhuang Yuyan watched the emperor transform into a wolf, smiled and hooked the emperor's waist. As a concubine, she needs professional ethics. When it is time to work hard, she should do her best.

The emperor was so brave in bed that Zhuang Luyan, who had originally suspected that he would turn into an embroidery needle, had to sigh at the top-grade supplements in the palace.

However, Feng Jian was not an emperor who flipped cards every day. Zhuang Yuyan was not sure whether this emperor was also so brave in bed with other women. If not, it could be regarded as an affirmation of his charm.

Gao Dezhong, who was waiting outside the door, ordered that water for bathing be prepared at any time. Although it rained that day, it was summer after all, and the emperor would have to take a bath afterwards, so he had better prepare it early.

When the emperor got up to take a bath, Zhuang Luoyan pretended to be asleep completely. When the emperor carried her into the bathtub, she felt that it was of great benefit for the emperor to be in good health.

Perhaps the water temperature was just right, or perhaps the emperor's bathing skills had improved, Zhuang Yuyan actually fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up the next morning, the emperor had not yet gotten up. Zhuang Luoyan did not even blink, but just moved closer to the emperor to show her closeness. However, she did not expect that the emperor would hold her waist the next moment.

She still did not get up to change the emperor's clothes. She just sat on the bed and watched him leave. She rubbed her sore waist, took a nap for a while, then got up to dress. Although her food, clothing, housing and transportation were all good, the only painful thing was that she had to go to the queen's place every morning. The queen must be painful too, having to watch those timid little wives hanging around in front of her every morning, and she couldn't even express her dissatisfaction.

"Master, how should we arrange the small kitchen in our palace?" Yunxi and Tingzhu were helping Zhuang Weiyan change her clothes, not knowing how to make a decision.

"We'll use our own people in the small kitchen." Zhuang Yuyan didn't want her own food to be unsafe, so she chose a white jade hairpin for Tingzhu. "When you cook, remember not to exceed the standard. You all know the rest, so I won't say more."

The news that the Emperor allowed Xihe Palace to have its own small kitchen has already reached the ears of the mistresses of the other palaces. They all have different ideas, but no one jumped out at this moment. After all, Zhao Chongyi is very evil. If he is really blessed by God, and they go against him, who knows if he will end up like those two eunuchs and palace maids?

Besides, the emperor is so good to her, maybe there is no such relationship.

As the most honorable woman in the harem except for the Empress, Concubine Shugui was not the kind of woman who would lose herself in pleasure after being favored by the Emperor. When she heard the news, her first feeling was not jealousy, but surprise.

I wonder how the emperor treats Zhao Chongyi. He says he favors her, but he turns over her name card less often than he does for himself and Xu Zhaoyi. Concubine Yan is said to be unfavored, but the emperor treats her very attentively.

After carefully selecting a few jade hairpins, Concubine Shugui stood up. No matter what, if this Zhao Chongyi really won the emperor's heart...

"My lady, Su Xiuyi is here."

"Let her wait outside, I'll be out soon." After looking at herself in the bronze mirror again and making sure that her makeup was correct, Concubine Shugui walked out.

When Su Xiuyi saw Consort Shugui, she immediately approached her and said, "Cousin, I heard that the emperor not only changed Zhao Chongyi's name last night, but also let Xihe Palace have its own small kitchen."

"How can we discuss the emperor's affairs?" Concubine Shu Gui glanced at Su Xiuyi coldly. Seeing that she looked unhappy, she withdrew her gaze and said lightly, "Don't forget what to say and what not to say."

Su Xiuyi blushed and lowered her head, "Yes, cousin."

In Jingyang Palace, the Queen sat at the top, watching the beauties come in one by one to pay their respects, with a smile on her face that never changed.