Harem: Luo Chen's Resentment

Hearing Shi Feng's report to him, Qin Muyun ridiculed him: "Great Guard Shi, when did you start worrying about such trivial matters?"

Shi Feng abruptly raised his head. Didn't the Emperor instruct him to pay attention to the harem's matter? Then, he would report to the Emperor.

Seeing Shi Feng's shocked expression, Qin Muyun remembered that he seemed to have given such instructions. However, when Chen'er was in the palace at that time, he was worried that someone was plotting against her. But at this moment, she was not there. She sighed and said, "In the future, don't pay attention to these matters anymore. There isn't anyone in the imperial harem worth worrying about. Accompany me to the empress dowager's place to see Yang Er. "

Qin Muyun took the drum that Luo Chen had sent over, and gently shook it, listening to its clear sound. Chen'er, you only remember children, but you also remember that you have a husband.

"Mother, your son is here to see Yang Er," Qin Muyun said as he lazily leaned against the chair.

The empress dowager's heart ached as she looked at her son. Everyone was praising the emperor for being young and capable, but who knew how much he'd done for this world that even his beloved girl couldn't understand. "Yun'er, are there so many women in the palace that you like? If there is none, mother will call for you to meet the ladies from the various families. " The empress dowager asked sympathetically. These women from aristocratic families had also participated in the talent selection ceremony before. Their looks and talents would be listed again and they wouldn't be any worse than the empress.

"Mother, your son is unwilling," Qin Muyun rejected the empress dowager's good intentions without hesitation.

When the Empress Dowager heard this last sentence, she could only sigh helplessly. His son had truly made up his mind. He was even more fond of her than the late emperor.

"Yang Er, take a look, your mother gave this to you. Do you like it?" Qin Muyun hugged the fat brat, his face full of love as he carefully comforted the child.

The empress dowager turned her head away and secretly wiped away her tears. A fatherly and filial son was a rare sight in the imperial household, not to mention this ice-cold son of hers. Her son had probably fallen too deep into her heart, as well as the child who had grown up by her side. She also had a lot of feelings for that girl, so she could only silently pray that these two people would not become enemies.

Qin Muyun carefully helped him wipe away the saliva at the corner of his mouth, "Yang Er, call mother, you will learn from father. Mother …" Qin Muyun taught the child little by little, hoping that he would understand his own words.

"Mother, esteemed wangfei …" The child's mouth muttered and drooled onto Qin Muyun's dragon robe.

"Imperial Mother, Imperial Mother, Yang Er will call you mother now, he called you mother now," Qin Muyun said happily as he held the child high in the air, causing the child to giggle.

The empress dowager laughed out loud as well as she snatched the child and patted the emperor's head. "What do we do if we scare the child?" Yang Er was calling her mother, not her father. However, seeing that Qin Muyun was so happy, she hid the words in her heart.

Qin Muyun kissed the child ruthlessly and waved his hand. Qin Muyun played crazily with the child for a while. The empress dowager saw that Yang Er was a little sleepy and urged the emperor to leave, "Don't let your mother hear the news tomorrow. The emperor is resting at the Supreme Peace Hall," the empress dowager said with a straight face when she noticed the emperor's unwillingness.

Qin Muyun listened but did not answer. He personally put Yang Er on the bed and watched him fall into a deep sleep before leaving.

"Your Majesty, today, you will rest …" Just now, the Esteemed Empress Dowager had specially called him in to tell him that if the Emperor were to stay at the Supreme Peace Hall again tonight, he would have to watch him.

Qin Muyun coldly swept a glance at him and snorted, "Where does Cui Xue live?"

After Zhang Shengpei heard this, he ran over to the Spring Festival Gala with a smile.

"young master, the emperor is heading in the direction of Spring Festival Gala," Xi Zhao hurriedly woke up Cui Xue who had fallen asleep.

When Cui Xue heard that the emperor was coming, she immediately got up from the bed, changed her clothes in a panic, and quickly went to welcome him.

Qin Muyun directly went around where Cui Xue was kneeling and sat in her position. She casually drank her tea and waved for the people in the palace to leave. Xi Zhao looked at his own young master hesitantly. Seeing her nod his head, she reluctantly walked out.

Cui Xue stood at the side. Before she entered the palace, she had been taught how to please men, but the emperor's cold aura was too heavy, so she didn't know what to do. Late at night in early autumn, she felt a chill. Her clothes were soaked with sweat.

When Cui Xue was almost unable to stand anymore, the emperor finally spoke. "You can go sleep, I'll sit here for a while."

Cui Xue wanted to advise the emperor to sleep with him, but the emperor's surroundings were filled with the aura of not letting anyone near, so she decided against it. Cui Xue endured the confusion in his heart, doing her best to gracefully bow before lying down on the bed. She waited for the emperor to lie down on the bed, so she didn't sleep. Thinking about how she was about to become the emperor's woman, she was both excited and frightened, and how her bedding had been grabbed and thrown into disarray. She waited, but the Emperor did not move. She could only hear the clinking of cups, and finally, as time passed, the joy in her heart faded away. A single tear remained, and she finally closed her eyes.

As dawn slowly arrived, Qin Muyun put down the ice-cold cup of tea and stood up. Not even bothering to look at the woman behind him, he walked straight towards the door. Returning to the Supreme Harmony Hall, he ordered everyone to go out and lie down to take a nap. After recovering his spirit, he hurriedly left for the morning assembly.

Cui Xue who had awoken from her deep slumber looked at the top of her head with empty eyes. The tears could still be seen clearly from the corner of his eyes.

"young master, the Imperial Concubine invites you to go to Fenghua Hall. The other young master will also go," Xi Zhao said happily. His young master was finally favored by the Emperor. When he was tidying up the bed, Xi Zhao flipped through the bed a few times, but there was no red light coming from it.

"No need to flip it over, the emperor basically hasn't done anything to me," Cui Xue's bitter voice sounded from behind Sunset. "However, you must treat it as if I've gained a favor."

"young master, this servant was wrong, I congratulate you," Xi Zhao quickly kneeled on the ground and cried out. young master had changed.

When Cui Xue heard the answer that satisfied him, she revealed a strange smile and picked out a set of the most beautiful palace clothing, ordering people to tie up their most exquisite bun. She then sat inside the hall, counted the time, and estimated that everyone should be there by now. Only then did she bring everyone to the Fenghua Hall.

Everyone in Fenghua Hall did not say a word, they stared at the cup in their hands, wanting to make a flower out of it. When they found out early in the morning that the emperor had stayed over at the Spring Festival Gala, they were so angry that they rushed over to the Fenghua Hall. However, when they found out that the main person hadn't come, they all felt stifled in their hearts.