The imperial concubine is online every day
Tong Xiang had transmigrated in one day and had become the vicious imperial concubine in the book. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the scene of the emperor who was as beautiful as a banished immortal. What a waste of time!
"Your Majesty, are you sleepy?" Tong Xiang looked innocent.
Mo Rongsu's thin lips curled up."If my beloved consort can't sleep at night, I'll send someone to send poems and songs to cultivate her sentiments."
Tong Xiang was petrified and fled.
Mo Rongsu hated the imperial consort. Tong Xiang had to take over this mess the moment she arrived. She had no power and only a beautiful face. Thinking about the fate of the vicious supporting actress in the future, he thought that he had to keep his life first. Being close to the water pavilion…Ah pui! He had to ease his relationship with the male lead first.
As for the other female leads, supporting male leads, and so on, I'm sorry, we're not familiar with each other. Whatever you do, I won't be able to do anything to you. Please don't stop me from cultivating my husband and wife relationship with the male lead.
Just like that, day after day, she boiled soup and brought water to the male lead, recruiting concubines and taking in concubines. Tong Xiang thought that this imperial concubine was doing her best than the empress. However, this cheap husband was still not satisfied. In the end, he finally decided to let the female protagonist get close to a good husband. This time, he should be satisfied.
Tong Xiang felt that she was really understanding!
After that, the personal maidservant looked at the relationship between the Imperial Consort and the Emperor and felt that it was not ordinary.
One day, Tong Xiang opened her eyes in her sleep and saw the Emperor lying on his side being awakened."Your Majesty, have you come to the wrong place? This is my bed. Yours is over there."
Mo Rongsu buried his head in Tong Xiang's neck. He opened his long and narrow eyes. His gaze was deep."When did I say I was going back?"
(The real tiger, the bold and seductive Tong Xiang, versus the fake gentle, the real scheming Mo Rongsu)
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