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Chapter 318 There's a Time Traveler in the Palace (10)
Although Yu Muhuai was initially on the opposite side of Mo Chan, a more subtle approach of suppressing her would be more prudent.

It would be better to find an opportunity and then deliver a surprise blow.

After all, this is a world where imperial power reigns supreme, and none of these women in the harem have strong backing; they all rely on Huang Ting for survival.

If she stands out too much from the start and angers Huang Tinghe, how can she compete with Mo Chan?

Moreover, he was a man who had already been afflicted by witchcraft.

After thinking it over, Yu Muhuai decided that he couldn't let them down too much. These women were on his side, which would be helpful for his future actions.

"Sigh," Yu Muhuai sighed, lowering his eyes and revealing a somewhat resentful expression.

"I know that, but His Majesty's heart is with Consort Mo right now, and there's nothing I can do for the time being."

I know what you're saying. But it's not the right time to do anything. I can't be so tactless as to spoil the Emperor's mood.

Don't be too hasty. You've been in this palace for years, how can you still be so lacking in manners?
Let's wait and see what the Emperor does next before making any plans.

"All of you, calm down. Avoid causing trouble for Consort Mo these days, lest you run into the Emperor's wrath. Don't say I didn't warn you then."

Upon hearing this, the initially anxious crowd gradually calmed down.

Your Majesty is right. Lately, the Emperor only has eyes for that vixen. They can't possibly drag the Emperor out of Yongle Palace, can they?

The people around had different thoughts, but they all had their own plans, so they stopped dwelling on the matter.

The group chatted casually for a few more minutes before quickly dispersing.

After everyone left, Yu Muhuai immediately leaned back on the couch without any regard for appearances.

Speaking in a pretentious manner and putting on airs is truly exhausting.

She felt genuine admiration for the women in the inner palace, who had such a difficult life.

While the other women in the palace gathered together to regard Mo Chan as their imaginary enemy, the person at the center of the incident was experiencing both pain and pleasure.

Happiness goes without saying.

This was the first time Mo Chan had experienced happiness.

In the more than forty years of memories spanning two lifetimes, I had never experienced such joy.

But it really hurts, it hurts everywhere, but the wound hurts the most.

Mo Chan is now somewhat regretful; she should have waited until her injuries were fully healed before administering the Love Potion.

She is still not fully recovered and simply cannot withstand it.

Especially in the first few days, she would always find that her wound had reopened and was bleeding.

At this point, Mo Chan gradually gave up the idea of ​​creating her own witchcraft.

Whether it was due to rustiness or a lapse in the original princess's memory, the things she made always differed from what she expected.

The witchcraft, originally intended to accelerate the body's recovery, has instead made the body weaker.

She originally wanted to make herself more beautiful, but instead she became more and more haggard.

Fortunately, she had the Love Poison, so the Emperor completely ignored the strange thing on her face, otherwise she would have been at a huge loss.

A person afflicted by the Love Gu will develop a blind infatuation with the person who cast the Gu, and will not care about any of the other person's faults.

Therefore, in the Emperor's heart, Mo Chan is now perfect.

Mo Chan stopped using all witchcraft in time to prevent her wounds and appearance from worsening.

As for what exactly happened, we can ask the remnants of the Fox Ripple tribe when we have the chance in the future.

That's all those people could do for Mo Chan.

During this time, she could only endure the physical pain and accept the Emperor's advances.

Another half month passed before she had recovered to about 70-80%.

Although strenuous exercise still causes some pain, at least I can go out and move around now.

This was the first time Mo Chan had stepped out of Yong'an Palace since coming into this world. The Emperor had originally forbidden her from leaving the palace, insisting that she fully recover from her injuries before she could go out.

However, unable to resist Mo Chan's persistent pleas, he had no choice but to agree.

He gently pinched Mo Chan's nose, his tone full of affection, "Alright, then let's go out for an hour. I'll have Eunuch Guo accompany you. Take care of your health and don't play for too long."

Guo Gonggong lowered his head slightly and agreed, while concealing the surprise in his eyes.

I have followed the Emperor for twenty years, always staying close to him, and I have never been allowed to serve anyone else!
He raised his head slightly and glanced at Mo Chan.

He felt that things were about to change in the harem.

However, no matter how the harem changes, as long as it doesn't affect the emperor, it's fine.

After all, it was the Emperor who decided Guo Gonggong's fate.

When Princess Mo Chan first entered the palace, she was filled with hatred for it, so she never went outside her palace.

Mo Chan's current understanding of the harem is also very vague.

As for those hundreds or thousands of women, she only knew Consort Qin.

Because only Consort Qin came to visit her after she was injured.

The thought of so many women in the harem vying for her man made Mo Chan extremely unhappy.

What about a harem of three thousand beauties?

As a modern person living in an era of technological development, Mo Chan has always been influenced by the idea of ​​monogamy.

Since she was able to travel through time, she must be the most special person in the world.

So she had to break with tradition and be unconventional!

The emperor is so handsome, has such great stamina, and is the highest ruler of the country; Mo Chan is unwilling to share him with anyone else.

So, as Mo Chan strolled slowly in the sun, she planned out her next steps in her mind.

She wanted to drive all the women in the harem out.

In her opinion, they were all old fogies who knew no more than her and were no more interesting than her.

With just a little trickery, by demonstrating some of what she had learned before, she could outshine everyone else and make the emperor lose interest in everyone else.

With her plans clearly in mind, Mo Chan revealed a smug smile.

Before they knew it, the group had arrived at the east side of the palace.

In the distance, the melodious sound of a zither drifted over.

Mo Chan was just wandering around aimlessly. But when she heard the music, she unconsciously walked towards the direction from which it came.

After walking along several paths and passing several palaces, she arrived at a rather secluded garden.

The closer you get to this spot, the more melodious the music becomes.

This piece has a light and free-flowing style, sometimes like pearls falling on a jade plate, sometimes like the babbling of a spring. Just by listening to the music, you can feel the good mood of the player.

It's perfect for listening to on a lazy afternoon.

Mo Chan finally saw the person playing the zither.

In a pavilion in the garden, a young boy sat playing the zither.

He had a face as fair as jade and was dressed in white.

Amidst lush greenery and in such a pristine environment, the boy appeared like an ethereal fairy.

Mo Chan had seen many handsome men before, but they only appeared on screens and on mobile phones.

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