Empress, she is rising step by step

"There is nothing to be afraid of. There are not many people who want to kill me or harm me. One less than her is a lot, and one more than her is not much. If she is not clear-headed and insists on blaming me, then so be it."

Xiao Yinzi walked in from outside, and Zhu Ci asked without raising his head: "Are you sending Eunuch Wei away?"

"Send him off. As expected of the people serving beside the imperial concubine, he is even more arrogant than the emperor's Eunuch Li. It's a good way to squeeze the slaves."

Xiao Yinzi smiled faintly, "I just let Eunuch Wei say whatever he wants. He looked bored, so he didn't talk to me anymore."

Zhu Ci smiled at Xiao Yinzi and said, "You have done a good job. Don't take the words of such people to heart. Things are changing. Today's scenery is good, but who knows what will happen in the future."

Seeing that Xiao Yinzi was hesitant to speak, she asked: "What's the matter? Do you have something to say?"

Xiao Yinzi carefully observed the expression on Zhu Ci's face.

"My servant just met the sedan chair at the entrance of the palace. After asking about it, I found out that the emperor sent Cao Baolin to his bed tonight."

Zhu Ci was not surprised at all, "It's normal. Cao Baolin's Hu Xuan dance has fascinated the emperor today. It's not surprising that Cao Baolin is said to be at his bedside. Cao Baolin has finally come to the end of his hardships."

Xiao Yinzi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing strange about Zhu Ci.

"Who says otherwise? Cao Baolin has been ill for so many years, and finally things have turned around."

At this time, the Changle Palace was brightly lit. Cao Wenxi was sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at himself in the bronze mirror in a trance. He felt extremely excited and even had the urge to cry.

Yueran said in confusion: "Tonight is a happy day for my master. Why does my master look so unhappy?"

"I'm happy. It's just because I'm so happy that I don't know how to face it with all kinds of emotions."

Cao Wenxi murmured in a low voice, "I have been in the palace for more than three years, and I have finally waited for this moment."

She couldn't help crying, "If my father knew, I don't know if he would regret treating me like this. In his eyes, my daughter, who is useless and not worthy of pride, finally has her day."

Yueran knew that Cao Wenxi was a commoner in the family and was not favored by Cao's father.

After entering the palace, Cao's father decided that there was no hope for him as the youngest daughter because he was still late at bedtime, so he gradually exchanged letters less and less. Cao Wenxi wrote countless family letters, but they all fell into the sea without any response.

"Yes, Master. If Lord Cao knows that you have become the emperor's favorite concubine, he will definitely be proud of you. And your aunt will also be really happy for you."

Cao Wenxi was in a trance for a moment, aunt? She had almost forgotten what her aunt looked like. For more than three years, she didn't even know whether her aunt was doing well or not.

My aunt will be truly happy for her, and also truly sad for her. Her aunt is the only person in the world who is sincere to her, and she must live well even for her sake.

"Master, please stop crying. If your eyes are swollen from crying, the emperor will find out later and think you are unwilling."

Yueran looked outside and said, "The sedan will be here soon. Master, hurry up and get ready."

Cao Wenxi reached out and gently wiped away the tears on his face, picked up the powder and applied it to the place where he had cried.

The concubine who was sleeping was not allowed to wear any jewelry. She could only put some thought into her makeup, hoping to leave a deep impression on the emperor.

After she had almost finished packing, the soft sedan arrived. Cao Wenxi held Yueran's hand and got into the sedan chair. Go in the direction of the emperor's bedroom.

Cao Wenxi couldn't help but open a corner of the curtain and peeked out. The moon is like a jade plate hanging in the mid-air, casting a clear glow all over the ground.

The shadows of the trees were dancing, and the surroundings were quiet. Occasionally, one or two palace attendants hurried by carrying lanterns. The gentle night breeze blew against her cheek, and she stretched out her hand to feel the night breeze passing through her fingers. She once sat alone in front of the window of Weiyang Palace, looking up at the moon in the sky countless times, only feeling long and isolated.

Never before has the cold moon felt so beautiful like tonight.

Lin Guanqi walked with his companions holding a lantern, watching the soft sedan accompanying him coming from a distance. There was an inexplicable movement in his heart, as if he felt something, and he stood there in a daze.

His companion tugged at his clothes and said, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? You bumped into the master. Even ten of your heads are not enough."

Lin Guanqi stepped aside and suddenly asked softly: "Do you know which empress is sleeping with me this time?"

"This is Cao Baolin from Changle Palace. Why do you ask?"

Lin Guanqi's lips trembled. She danced in front of the emperor during the day. The emperor must remember her, and naturally he will send her to his bed tonight.

It's good that she can finally live a good life after suffering for so many years.

Cao Wenxi was about to put down the curtain when he saw Lin Guanqi. The two looked at each other for a moment, and she hurriedly lowered the curtain to block the sight.

Lin Guanqi withdrew his gaze. He blinked, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

"Cao Baolin can be said to have gained all his hard work, which is quite good."

As he walked forward, his companion sighed: "No. Who would have thought that Cao Baolin, who was ill when he entered the palace, would have the opportunity to sleep with him. I almost forgot that there was another person named Cao Baolin in the palace. It’s a blessing indeed.”

When they arrived at the place, Cao Wenxi helped Yueran's men get out of the sedan. She was led into the palace by the palace servants, and she looked around curiously.

"Why don't you see the emperor?"

Xiao Fuzi said: "The emperor is still in the imperial study, discussing political affairs with King Pingyang. Baolin please wait patiently for a while, the emperor should be here soon."

Cao Wenxi nodded anxiously. Her palms were sticky and even a little cold.

"I know, thank you for your hard work."

Xiao Fuzi smiled, "Paulin is polite, this is what a slave should do. Then I will retreat first. If you have anything to do, just tell the slave doctor. I will stay outside."

Xiao Fuzi retreated and closed the door behind him. Cao Wenxi looked around. He didn't know when the emperor would come, and he didn't dare to touch him.

She came to the window and saw a tall ginkgo tree planted in the yard, like an umbrella and a canopy, and its strong branches were covered with red satin for blessing.

She looked at the moon in the sky in ecstasy, "The path of begonia grits is paved with fragrant embroidery, and I am still thin in spring..."

"The willow crows in the courtyard at dusk, remember that person, and the moon breaks the pear blossoms." A deep male voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Cao Wenxi was shocked at first, but then he thought that this was the emperor's bedroom, and no strange man would dare to come in except the emperor.

She calmed down slightly and turned around to look. The sapphire-colored curtains were lifted high by the wind that slipped in. Between the layers of curtains, she saw a tall man staring at her against the candlelight, with his hands behind his back.

She hurriedly knelt down and said, "Concubine Baolin, Mrs. Cao, comes to see the emperor."

No one spoke, and the footsteps gradually approached, as if every foot stepped on the apex of her heart, and her heart beat uncontrollably.