Chapter 105 Chapter 105
[Chapter 105]
Xi Se Court
When Wen Baolin heard this, the embroidery in his hand fell to the ground. He looked at the eunuch who came to deliver the message and his voice trembled:
"Your Majesty, is this really my brand?"
The young eunuch smiled happily, "Of course it is true. My lady, please get ready to receive the emperor. He will be here soon."
Wen Baolin's face lit up with delight, but there was more disbelief in his eyes. Then, after hearing the eunuch's affirmative answer, tears of joy fell from his eyes.
Tao Chu was even happier and supported the young lady.
Wen Baolin pushed Tao Chu and said, "Thank you!"
The young eunuch received the reward and left Xi Se Pavilion with great joy.
Tao Chu and the other palace ladies knelt down and saluted, "Congratulations, young lady, congratulations, young lady."
Wen Baolin was also particularly happy. Since he moved from the temporary palace to the palace, he lived in Xise Pavilion every day. He would always dream of his cousin at midnight every night.
When she thought that this was the place where her cousin once lived, she felt extremely disgusted and begged the Empress for help, but the Empress retorted that the palace was not big enough.
She lived here every day and the emperor never came. She didn't know how much she hated him.
The emperor has not entered the harem for a long time. When he was calling the names of the concubines, he picked her name first. Doesn't it mean that the emperor also remembers her? How could she still live in Xise Pavilion in the future? Those who look down on her in the palace will not have a good ending.
There was still a slight pain on the side of his face. Wen Baolin sat in front of the dressing table, looked at his own pretty face in the bronze mirror, and his hand unconsciously touched that place.
She would eventually return the slap that Concubine Xian gave her. The emperor didn't even visit her when she was sick, so how could he do that now?
"Help me put on my makeup. I will show my best side to His Majesty."
Tao Chu agreed to the young lady's words and took action much faster than before.
Wen Baolin had tears in his eyes and a smile trembled at the corners of his lips.
The candlestick in the Purple Palace had been replaced, and Wei Maoyuan was carefully helping the emperor to tidy up the memorials he had just approved.
After finishing the last memorial, Yan Shiyu put his hand on his forehead and asked in a deep voice, "What time is it?"
Wei Maoyuan knew without checking the clepsydra, "Your Majesty, it is already the hour of the night."
Thinking of the palace maid from Xise Pavilion who had been waiting outside just now, Wei Maoyuan was a little confused about the emperor's thoughts. He just knew that the emperor did not flip Wen Baolin's card on a whim.
He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you also turned over Wen Baolin's card tonight."
Yan Shiyu glanced at the memorial on the desk and said coldly, "Pack it up."
Standing up, Wei Maoyuan quickly waved his hand to signal Xiao Muzi to do it, while he ordered people to carry the imperial guards.
The night was dark, the cold wind blew the curtains, and the candlelight flickered.
Wen Baolin stood at the gate of the palace waiting anxiously, and Tao Chu put a cloak on Wen Baolin.
His shoulders sank, and his body suddenly became warm, but Wen Baolin's hands were still cold. Looking at the quiet and deserted palace, he couldn't help but ask:
"The Emperor will come, right?"
She asked this question with some hesitation and even more uncertainty. Ever since she decided to become the emperor's concubine, she had not lived a day without worry.
Tao Chu nodded and put the hand warmer into the young lady's hand. "Don't worry, young lady, I will definitely come. The emperor turned over your card, so why wouldn't he come?"
Wen Baolin's eyes were filled with deep worry. "It's already this late, and the emperor hasn't come yet. Where are the palace maids we sent? Have they come back?"
Tao Chu also hesitated and shook his head and said, "Perhaps the emperor is still dealing with state affairs. It's almost the end of the year and there are many things to do in the past."
Tao Chu lowered her voice and said softly, "Didn't it take a long time for the master's things to be delivered?"
Wen Baolin gave Tao Chu a warning look, and Tao Chu immediately fell silent, not daring to say anything more.
"Don't take out this medicine yet."
Tao Chu was a little confused, but had to do as the young lady said.
"But my lady doesn't need it this time. What if the emperor..."
Wen Baolin's tone became colder, "Your Majesty will definitely come again in the future."
Tao Chu didn't dare to say anything immediately, but he didn't agree with what the young lady said.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps on the snow was heard on the palace road.
Wen Baolin's eyes immediately lit up with hope, and she walked towards the emperor's palanquin in small steps, "Your Majesty, I am your concubine."
Wen Baolin didn't raise his head, and his body didn't move.
Before entering the palace, she had learned from the nanny, and each movement was just right to show her different looks. For example, now, her head was lowered very low, but her white neck was exposed, which further highlighted her fragility.
She waited for a long time, but the emperor never helped her up.
She heard the palace maid put the footstool away, and the emperor's bright yellow dragon robe passed by her.
Then there was only one sentence, "Get up."
Tao Chu hurriedly helped the young lady up. Perhaps because the ceremony took too long, Wen Baolin's body was a little shaky.
When he turned around, white snowflakes fell on the emperor's indigo cloak and disappeared along with the emperor's figure.
Wen Baolin's eyelashes blinked so vigorously that it would be a lie to say he didn't care.
She had seen how the emperor treated Ying Chongrong, and the thought of this made her feel even more uncomfortable.
Tao Chu called Wen Baolin softly, and Wen Baolin came back to his senses, turned around, smiled again, and followed the emperor's footsteps.
The flower room had earlier sent a pot of weeping crabapple. In winter, such gorgeous flowers could only be seen by the concubines who were serving the emperor in bed. The flower room was willing to send them to the emperor.
Wen Baolin took the soup served by the palace maid and said gently:
"Your Majesty is tired from handling government affairs, why not have some soup?"
Yan Shiyu sat on the couch, one leg bent, his hand casually placed on it, and said in a calm voice:
“No need.”
Wen Baolin was rejected and showed a little embarrassment on his face, "Your Majesty, would you like some tea? I went to the Yu Garden today to pick some flower dew, which is best for making tea."
Yan Shiyu raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Wen Baolin, picked up the tea that had been placed on the table early in the morning, and said, "I remember that you can play the piano?"
At this moment, Wen Baolin could no longer hide the smile on his face. After all, the emperor still cared about her and even knew that she could play the zither.
"yes."
The palace maids in Xise Pavilion had already moved the zither out. Wen Baolin took off the armor in his hand, sat opposite the emperor, and said in a gentle and thoughtful manner, not out of the ordinary:
"It's late at night, would you mind if I played some tunes for His Majesty?"
Yan Shiyu tapped the table with his knuckles, agreeing to Wen Baolin's words.
Thinking that the emperor would remember what she played, Wen Baolin tried her best, just hoping that the emperor would remember what she played.
After playing a song, Wen Baolin looked up with satisfaction. Yan Shiyu drank a sip of tea, closed his eyes and said, "Continue."
Wen Baolin felt that the emperor particularly liked what she played, so he moved his finger bones slightly, and the melodious sound of the piano leaked out.
In the sound of the piano, Wen Baolin told the emperor her feelings without any reservation. She thought that after the song was over, the emperor would understand her feelings, but unexpectedly she heard the emperor say:
"I have been tired recently and have trouble falling asleep. Today, I heard the music of my beloved concubine's zither and I felt sleepy. My beloved concubine, are you willing to play the zither for me?"
Could she refuse?
When Wen Baolin heard the emperor say this, he had no choice but to agree to the emperor's words even though he was reluctant.
Wei Maoyuan, who was serving the emperor, watched him enter the bathroom without moving. Instead, he turned around and said, "Young Master Wen, please continue."
Wen Baolin said angrily: "The Emperor is bathing and also wants to listen to the piano?"
Wei Maoyuan smiled with a fake smile, and said, "No one dares to disobey the emperor's order, my lady, don't you think so?"
Wen Baolin rubbed his wrist and sat down with a cold voice, "I am exhausted and need to rest."
Wei Maoyuan looked at Wen Baolin and bowed, "My young master was able to walk into the enclosure that day, but now I just asked you to play the piano and you are exhausted?"
When little Muzi heard what his master said, he almost laughed out loud.
Tao Chu glared at Xiao Mu Zi, who touched the tip of his nose to suppress the urge to laugh out loud.
The expression on Wen Baolin's face changed rapidly. He pointed at Wei Maoyuan and said, "You just want me to play the piano. I will play it."
The fingertips move lightly, and smooth piano music comes out.
The sound of water in the bath stopped, and Wen Baolin looked at the emperor expectantly, but the emperor didn't even look at her and walked straight to the inner hall.
The sound of the piano in his hand became a little disordered, and Wen Baolin's body felt as cold as the wind blowing in from outside.
She could only watch from afar as the candles in the inner hall went out, while she continued to sit in front of the piano.
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In the next few days, all the books the emperor flipped through were from Wen Baolin.
When paying her respects, Concubine Xian saw Wen Baolin's smiling face and she wished she could tear this bastard to pieces.
After sleeping with the emperor for a few days, he forgot who he was and didn't even take others seriously.
The emperor was willing to favor Wen Baolin, but he refused to even look at her. This vixen was so damned evil!
Everyone below had complaints to some extent. In the past, Ying Chongrong was deeply favored by the emperor. With the dragon offspring in her belly, she could still comfort herself. It was only for the sake of the royal heir that he went to Ying Chongrong's palace.
But now, Wen Baolin is even more popular than before, and he is really out of control.
The queen didn't care about this and said gently, "In two days there will be a New Year's banquet. Your family members will also come to the palace, or you can send letters. It's a happy day. Why are you so sad?"
Ji Zhaoyi looked at Wen Baolin with an unclear emotion in his eyes. Seeing Wen Baolin's happy face, he paused before picking up the teacup.
Lady Su said, "The Queen is kindhearted, but recently, the records in the bedroom are all about Wen Baolin."
The queen put her hands on the pillow and said nothing. Wen Baolin smiled and said, "Sister Su, what you mean is that the emperor has turned over my name card, and I can still refuse it, right?"
Lady Su didn't care about Wen Baolin's provocation and said, "I just hope you can remember that you are not the only concubine in the harem. You should also persuade the emperor to visit us more often. Don't you agree?"
Wen Baolin's hands were shaking as he held the handkerchief, but he still pretended to be calm, "I'll take note of what Sister Su said."
These words were said reluctantly, and under the Queen's nose, Su Meiren rolled her eyes at Wen Baolin.
The Queen said, "Who the Emperor favors is his business. I will urge the Emperor to spend more time with his sisters. You should also strive to be more worthy and have more children for the Emperor instead of arguing over trivial matters all the time."
It was self-evident who this was referring to. Lady Su bowed and said, "I understand."
After everyone left, Ji Zhaoyi returned to Xihua Palace. Yicui whispered, "Wen Baolin, did you not use the medicine?"
Ji Zhaoyi glanced at Yicui and said, "She is very favored by the emperor, so there is no rush to use her."
Yicui was about to say something when the little princess's clear voice rang out from behind the screen:
"Mother Ji! Can you accompany Xin'er to the Yu Garden to watch ice skating?"
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