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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 · Historia
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Chapter 39: Thunderous Fury

At the flower appreciation banquet.

The Noble Consort flipped to the last poem and began to read, "In autumn when the cool winds blow, the rice fields and fruit trees are a golden glow. Steamed buns, one, two, three, four, secure the five grains and six animals, peace galore."

Reaching the end, the Noble Consort couldn't help but snort with laughter. Not to mention the poem's balance and tonal pattern, the wording was just too forthright.

The Emperor, upon hearing this, nearly choked and struggled to suppress his laughter so as not to lose his composure.

He thought to himself how much the Little Concubine must love to eat to even include steamed buns in her poem, and as he pondered over it once more, the Emperor found it increasingly amusing, the smile on his face growing broader.

The concubines below also covered their mouths and began to laugh, wondering how someone could produce such an outspoken piece of poetry. At least use some metaphors!