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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 · História
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230 Chs

Chapter 38: The Underachiever Writes a Poem

As the eunuchs and palace maids brought forward brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, the concubines concentrated and fell into deep thought, beginning to ponder how to compose their poetry.

The scene suddenly quieted down.

As the Emperor's gaze swept around the room, passing by Lian Hua's direction, he saw the Little Concubine propping her face with her left hand and holding a brush in the right, staring at the paper and furrowing her brows in deep contemplation, the very image of discouragement, clearly at a loss for words.

Her sitting posture was all over the place, far from proper, forming a stark contrast with the other concubines sitting upright next to her.

The Emperor withdrew his gaze, having a good idea of what to expect; he could predict what the Little Concubine's attempt would be like. To put it bluntly, it would be a miracle if she produced anything at all; excelling was out of the question.