I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 327 There's a Time Traveler in the Palace (19)
Mo Chan had originally prepared the competition format specifically for herself, but she didn't expect that she couldn't even play a complete song, instead making those other women shine.

They completely stole my thunder.

Mo Chan glanced sideways at Yu Muhuai and silently observed his profile as he listened attentively.

She sensed something strange about this person; he had initially shown her unusual enthusiasm, but today he kept ruining her plans.

The lyrics of that song were too unrestrained and carefree; the ideas seemed somewhat ahead of their time and a bit out of touch with reality.

The most crucial question is, how come all the songs she extracted from her original world are here?
Could this person be a time traveler like myself? Was it because Qin Fei had heard it before that she was able to compose it in advance?

The more Mo Chan thought about it, the more likely it seemed. If she could time travel, there must be other time travelers as well.

Mo Chan was bursting with curiosity and just wanted an answer right away.

So, while Eunuch Guo was drawing a wooden plaque, Mo Chan stood up with her wine cup in hand and went to Yu Muhuai.

The emperor merely glanced at it, his expression unchanged. Having heard the previous performances, he found the subsequent ones utterly boring and utterly uninspiring.

Mo Chan raised her cup to Yu Muhuai and performed a somewhat improper etiquette, saying, "Your Highness Consort Qin, this concubine toasts you."

Yu Muhuai turned his head and looked over, sitting down to accept Mo Chan's greeting, and raised his wine cup to take a sip.

Mo Chan carefully considered her words and then said something casually.

"Your Highness, what do you see there?"

Yu Muhuai was completely baffled by the man's sudden approach.

What kind of trouble are you trying to cause now?

If a naive classmate said this, you might slap them when they turn their head away.

However, Mo Chan certainly wouldn't dare to do this in public, so Yu Muhuai felt reassured and followed her finger to look over.

"A sparrow?"

"Yes, Consort Qin, if a person boards an airplane, they can fly like a sparrow."

Yu Muhuai suddenly realized.

She knew that Mo Chan had doubts about her identity, so she came to test the waters.

When it comes to acting, Yu Muhuai has never lost.

She feigned ignorance and asked Mo Chan with a puzzled look, "You want to go to heaven?"

Fortunately, she had already swallowed the wine, otherwise Mo Chan would have spat it out with a "pfft".

You're the one who wants to go to heaven! Your whole family wants to go to heaven!
Seeing the other person's reaction, Mo Chan realized that she might be overthinking things.

She was the only time traveler; she was the most special!
So Mo Chan casually changed the subject, said hello, and returned to her seat next to the Emperor.

She was somewhat sullen afterward, as the competition did not go according to her plan, and she always felt uneasy.

Huang Yanqin, who was standing in the distance, didn't even glance at her once; her limelight had been completely stolen.

Why is today so unlucky?
She remained in this state of displeasure until it grew dark.

The eunuchs lit candles in the imperial garden, giving the palace a unique charm at night.

However, this inexplicable competition came to an end.

There are only a handful of people who can play songs that no one has ever heard before, and everyone can tell whether a song is good or bad.

The final reward was given to Yu Muhuai.

While the other pieces were also very good, Yu Muhuai's piece, with its beautiful lyrics and unrestrained chivalrous spirit, was particularly suited to the Emperor's taste.

And so she won first place.

Everyone present was completely convinced that Consort Qin had received such a reward.

"As long as it's not that little bitch Mo Chan who gets it." This was the sentiment of all the women present.

He was arrogant because of the emperor's favor, disregarded rules, and failed to distinguish between superiors and inferiors. The key issue was that he had been monopolizing the emperor's position for a long time.

Even if the emperor favored someone greatly in the past, he would only visit them for ten days or half a month at most, and occasionally he would also visit other places. But with Mo Chan, it's been over a month, and the emperor shows no sign of getting tired of her.

There can only be one emperor; if you have him, no one else will.

Mo Chan has now naturally become the target of public criticism.

In Mo Chan's eyes, most of the women present posed no threat whatsoever. What she needed to do next was to get the Emperor to dismiss all these women, leaving only her.

She only cared about the Emperor and Huang Yanqin.

However, after this flower festival, Mo Chan decided to pay more attention to one person.

Concubine Qin.

Perhaps because the performance during the day had affected the emperor's mood, he unusually did not go to Yong'an Palace that night, but instead returned to his own palace.

With no emperor present at Yong'an Palace, security has been significantly reduced, with only a few squads of Golden Guards passing by on patrol.

This made it easier for Yu Muhuai to get things done.

After sending Qingyue and Qingmu away, when the night was deep and quiet, Yu Muhuai, dressed in light black clothes, quietly slipped out of Yongle Palace.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, casting its dim light on the ground.

Yu Muhuai carried a black package on her back, which contained the array tools she had made during this period of time.

After dodging several squads of Jinling soldiers, Yu Muhuai cautiously approached Yong'an Palace.

The spiritual energy in this world is extremely weak, insufficient to support people's cultivation and advancement, and also insufficient to directly draw arrays.

However, this world is unpolluted, and all array tools obtained from nature are pure, allowing them to achieve the best results.

With the help of tools, some basic formations can be created.

Although its power is not as great as the one Yu Muhuai created in his previous world, it should be effective enough for these ordinary people.

Yu Muhuai scaled the wall and went straight to the center.

This is Mo Chan's bedroom. Setting up the formation here will yield the best results.

It took Yu Muhuai more than half an hour to finish setting up the formation.

She then carefully returned the way she came, without disturbing anyone, and quietly returned to her room.

The setback in the instrument competition did not defeat Mo Chan.

This only made her more and more outrageous.

Over the next few days, she drew several blueprints and wrote several lists, which she then handed over to the people around her.

Although the emperor did not know what she was going to do, he still ordered his subordinates to do so.

After a day of calm, the Emperor was once again drawn to Mo Chan by the voice within his heart.

However, this time they seem to have changed somewhat.

Although the Emperor was with Mo Chan every night before, they only consummated their relationship once a day.

After all, the emperor is 38 years old, and too many times would have a great impact on his health.

His physical strength is, after all, not as good as that of a young man in his teens or twenties.

But now, for some reason, the Emperor can't seem to stop every night.

Mo Chan is the same.

One or two days is fine.

For more than ten days in a row, their legs would tremble slightly after they got up during the day.

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