"If you take it to a pawnshop, you can get ten thousand taels of silver."
Sun Miaoqing said, "That's different. I only have Xing'er in my heart, unlike the Emperor, who likes anyone with four legs."
Do you know what he's doing right now?
An Lingrong said, "At this hour, if the Emperor isn't handling state affairs in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he's resting in one of his concubines' palaces. What else could he be doing?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "This morning, His Majesty sent Lang Shining to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with some things, and he hasn't come out yet."
"I heard he secretly took his pets to do cosplay, even dressing up as Wu Song fighting the tiger." (Yongzheng: I've also dressed up as a hunter, a fisherman, and even Western mythology!)
Are the Persians attacking?
What does this mean...?
An Lingrong was taken aback, but she understood what it meant to play Wu Song fighting the tiger.
Who knew the emperor had this hobby? If, if she also wore dog ears on her head, wouldn't it be much easier for her to be promoted?
Her family background wasn't high, and she had only recently been promoted to the rank of Noble Lady. She couldn't advance through pregnancy; if she were to accumulate seniority like Consort Jing, who knew how many years it would take.
Besides, the main seats are limited, and they're almost all taken now...
But if her older sisters found out about this shameful thing, she would never have the face to go out.
However, since neither she nor the Emperor spoke of what happened in their private quarters, who would know what was going on?
Even Eunuch Su only stood outside occasionally listening to a few words; he couldn't see anything at all.
Having made up her mind, An Lingrong acted swiftly. Leaving Chuxiu Palace, she went straight to the dog kennel for a thorough inspection.
Having imagined the ears to bring a hundred blessings, I put them on her head and couldn't help but shudder.
This is way too ugly!
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