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Palace Fighting: Naive Concubines' Ascent to Power

In the first episode, Little Palace Maid Lian Hua, holding tea leaves, thought to curry favor with Zhaoyi. The Emperor intercepted her halfway, and before she could react, he hijacked her tea leaves, leaving her bewildered. In the second episode, she wanted to curry favor with the Noble Consort. During the Noble Consort's birthday feast, she hadn't even presented the meticulously prepared tea leaves before the Emperor seized them, leaving her aggrieved. In the third episode, she had just sneaked out with the Palace Maids to pick bamboo shoots, planning to go back and cook something delicious when the Emperor burst out of nowhere wanting to freeload a meal. If it wasn't tasty, he would punish her, she managed to barely pass muster by exerting all her energy. Before she could feel relieved, the Emperor told her he was also staying to sleep! This time, he was thoroughly taking advantage of her, enjoying free food and lodging without the slightest intention of rewarding her. At night, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. All the silver she had saved up in earlier years had been used to sustain the Emperor. Now that the money was gone, she feared being punished for not being able to support him in the future. The more she thought, the sadder she got, her tears plopping down, which woke the Emperor sleeping beside her. In a flurry, the Emperor consoled her, "There, there, don't cry, don't cry. I haven't even had time to reward you, how could I punish you!" After much consoling, and finally with his promise to provide for her sustenance, she turned her tears into laughter. The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. This Little Concubine would need to be favored properly from now on—he dared not make her cry again. →→【This story has concluded, thank you for reading】→→ New book recommendation: "Consort of the Roll-Royce is Here, Run!"—It's a good read! Please add it to your favorites.

Whistling Autumn Wind · History
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245 Chs

60 Chapter Sending Soup

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By the time Xiao Jizi returned, Xiao Qing was still standing where she was, full of concern and restlessness.

Seeing Xiao Jizi back, Xiao Qing quickly walked a few steps forward to him, lowered her voice, and asked, "Xiao Jizi, at His Majesty's place…" whether he would blame the Young Master.

Xiao Jizi shook his head; he couldn't understand what His Majesty meant either.

When he caught up and presented the cloak, His Majesty's expression was indistinct. He simply gestured to Steward Zhang to help him put it on and left without saying a word.

He didn't reject the Young Master's kindness, but he also didn't turn back to stay.

Xiao Jizi truly couldn't figure out what this meant.

Alas, his honest Young Master must have spoken some blunt truth again, angering His Majesty, he thought.

Xiao Qing lowered her head in thought; if His Majesty stopped coming in the future and no longer wished to provide the ingredients, then they would return to their old days.