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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 · Sejarah
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219 Chs

Chapter 177: Hugs and Embraces, How Sour

After a while, she looked up, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the Emperor, "Your Majesty, did you walk too fast just now? You've sweated, and there's sweat sticking to the hair on your neck. May I help you straighten it out?"

This was the second time she had seen His Majesty with less than perfect poise, and it seemed every time was for her…

"Hmm." The Emperor's lips curved upward, unable to resist bending down to kiss her. After the kiss, he slightly bowed his head and let her take care of him.

Lian Hua bit her lip, her face flushed, took out a handkerchief, and began to earnestly help the Emperor wipe his sweat and straighten his hair, much like a wife tending to her husband, a tender warmth flowing between them.

After she had finished arranging, Lian Hua's mood also returned to normal. She looked around and said, "Eh, where is the tied-up man?"