Quickly wear the heartthrob: Peach Blossom Beauty Fululai

The slight itchiness on his back actually brought more stimulation to Huo Haochu.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a feeling of dryness spread throughout his body.

At the beginning, Shen Qingjiao felt so much pain that she almost died on the spot.

However, perhaps because the original owner had an extraordinary physical gift, the pain quickly disappeared, followed by extreme pleasure.

The red candles and spring tent are so charming.

After finally waiting for the man to release the effects of the drug and fall into a deep sleep, Shen Qingjiao wiped the sweat from her forehead, endured the tiredness of her body, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and hurriedly put them on.

She opened the door and looked outside, making sure that no one was around before she tiptoed out of the room.

Not long after walking, Shen Qingjiao met someone on the road.

When the other party saw her, she was overjoyed and ran towards her quickly, "Miss, I finally see you. You have been away for a long time. I was almost worried to death."

Hearing this, Shen Qingjiao knew that the other party was the original owner's servant.

She slowed down, coughed lightly, and said, "It's okay, I just took the wrong road and accidentally fell down the hillside."

When the man heard this, he felt distressed again and hurried over to support Shen Qingjiao's arm, helping her to walk slowly forward.

The system explained, "She was the original owner's maid, named Zhu Ling. The original owner would bring her along whenever she met Ye Junchen."

Shen Qingjiao was slightly stunned.

In the original plot, until the very end, the original owner was not exposed to have an affair with Ye Junchen, which shows that this maid was very tight-lipped.

Moreover, this servant's name is Zhuling, which is a very interesting name.

In traditional Chinese medicine, bamboo shoots are a medicinal ingredient that can relieve itching and repel insects.

She planned to bring Zhu Ling with her into the palace, hoping to use the good meaning in her name to help her cleanse the evil spirits in the harem.

Another wing.

Ye Junchen waited for a long time, but Shen Qingjiao didn't come.

Gradually, his eyes turned cold, he stood up suddenly, opened the door and walked straight forward.

After walking for about a cup of tea, he saw two people walking slowly on the opposite path, one of whom was Shen Qingjiao.

Ye Junchen's expression froze.

He walked quickly forward, reached out and grabbed Shen Qingjiao's sleeve, with a hint of questioning in his tone.

"Jiaojiao, the king has made an appointment with you, why haven't you come for so long?"

Shen Qingjiao raised her eyes and realized that the man opposite her was Ye Junchen.

The man has soft facial features and picturesque eyebrows. At first glance, he exudes an approachable and warm aura.

If Shen Qingjiao had not read the ending of the original plot and knew the ruthless and cruel heart beneath the man's appearance, she would probably have been deceived by his gentle and jade-like demeanor.

Suddenly, Shen Qingjiao became alert. This is the kind of man who is two-faced.

She gently pulled her sleeve back from Ye Junchen's hand and said calmly, "When I took a shortcut, I accidentally rolled down the hillside and fainted. I just woke up and climbed up from the bottom of the mountain in pain."

Hearing this, Ye Junchen did not believe it immediately.

He stared at her for a few seconds, and when he noticed that Shen Qingjiao's hair and clothes were a little messy, his doubts were dispelled by three or four points.

Ye Junchen said in a gentle voice, "Why did you want to take a shortcut today? And you are so careless? But it doesn't matter, I have the best golden wound medicine here."

He snapped his fingers, and immediately a secret guard appeared beside him, respectfully presenting him with medicine.

Shen Qingjiao secretly pinched her fingertips, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she raised her head slightly, her voice full of coquettishness and unwillingness.

"Are you blaming me, Your Majesty? I just wanted to see you sooner, so I took a shortcut. Is that wrong?"

From Ye Junchen's angle, he could clearly see the tears rolling down Shen Qingjiao's cheeks.

In addition, her voice was gentle, as if she was angry, but also as if she was acting coquettishly, which made his heart soften a little.

It must be because she was too eager to see him that she slipped and fell down the hillside, with her clothes in disarray.

Ye Junchen's suppressed anger gradually disappeared, and he felt relieved.

He smiled and looked down at her. "I just feel sorry for you, so my tone was a little harsh. Come, let's go to the side room together, and I will tell you about the etiquette of the palace."

Shen Qingjiao hummed softly and followed behind him obediently.

In another wing.

Huo Haochu woke up slowly.

Thinking of the ups and downs that had just happened, his pupils shrank slightly and he looked quickly to the side.

There was no one there, leaving only a glaring red spot on the white mattress.

Huo Haochu pressed his painful brow.

Before that, he found someone had put drugs in his tea, and his abdomen felt burning hot, so he used his lightness skills to escape immediately.

Until he arrived at the temple in the mountains, he chose a secluded room, quietly regulating his breathing, waiting for the effect of the love poison to wear off.

But as he was struggling to hold on, for some reason, a woman broke in and slowly approached him.

Then he lost control...

Controlled by the love poison, he lost all his rationality and only knew how to conquer the city blindly. He even didn't remember what the woman looked like.

I only remember the smell of the woman, like the subtle and elegant scent of peach blossoms, with a hint of sweetness.

Here, Ye Junchen began to test Shen Qingjiao's familiarity with the etiquette of the palace, "Tell me what the hierarchy of the concubines in the harem is."

Shen Qingjiao read out the answers given by the system.

"The queen is in charge of the harem. Below the queen, the concubines are divided into four ranks: one imperial concubine, two noble concubines, four concubines, and six imperial concubines. Concubines and imperial concubines are both called "masters". There are three more ranks below imperial concubines: noble ladies, maids, and maids."

"Yes, that's correct." Ye Junchen smiled and nodded.

"My brother has been on the throne for two years, and the harem is not full. Below the Empress are the Consort Shu and the Consort Xian, and below them are the Noble Lady and the Imperial Concubine. I heard that Consort Shu had a nightmare last night and accidentally fell into the well and died."

Shen Qingjiao felt a little heavy in her heart.

How could a concubine of noble status approach the well for no reason? It was most likely someone had done something malicious.

The harem is indeed a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones.

Ye Junchen continued, "When you first enter the palace, according to convention, you will be canonized as a concubine, mainly because your father is a local county magistrate, a seventh-rank official, and his position is not high."

After a pause, as if to comfort Shen Qingjiao, he added, "However, if you are appreciated by the emperor, you may be promoted to a higher rank and be canonized as a concubine."

Shen Qingjiao lowered her head and responded, hiding the rebelliousness in her eyes.

Even if she could become a permanent resident, it would not be something to be happy about.

With such a low position, she is still at the bottom of the harem and can only be bullied by other women of higher positions.

Just like Zhen Huan and An Lingrong who had just entered the palace in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", they were of low status and had little influence, so they were always trembling with fear and treading on thin ice. Even if they acted extremely carefully, they still worried about their lives every day.

She doesn't want to be so timid and compromise.

What she wanted was a higher position than Chang Zai.

Even if there has never been such a precedent in the harem, so what?

The road is made by people, and she believes in her own abilities.

Ye Junchen asked again, "When you entered the palace and met the queen for the first time, what etiquette should you follow? What etiquette should you follow when you meet the queen on weekdays?"

This time, Shen Qingjiao knew the answer without the system reminding her, and said without hesitation, "The first time, I'll perform the three kneeling and nine kowtows ceremony, and on normal days, I'll perform the ten thousand bows ceremony."

Then, Ye Junchen asked a few more questions, and Shen Qingjiao answered them all fluently.

Ye Junchen was very satisfied with her performance.

He reached out and stroked her cheek, his brown eyes filled with affection, and spoke softly.

"I am sorry to have let you enter the palace. Please be patient and cooperate with me. When I ascend the throne one day, I will make you my queen and not let you suffer in vain..."

Listening to the sweet words in her ears, Shen Qingjiao lowered her head and acted shyly, but in fact her heart was not touched at all, and her thoughts had drifted thousands of miles away.

The original owner's wish was to make Ye Junchen fail in his attempt to seize the throne and be unable to ascend the throne and become emperor.

In order to accomplish the task, she needs to know Ye Junchen's next move and try to counter it.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingjiao's long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were tiny stars in her soft peach blossom eyes. She said charmingly, "My lord, how can I help you after entering the palace?"

Ye Junchen was slightly stunned.

Then, he chuckled and said, "Don't worry, when the time is right, I will tell you."

Hearing this, Shen Qingjiao glanced at him shyly, then lowered her eyebrows and said obediently, "I understand. I will follow your orders, Your Majesty."

Ye Junchen was so captivated by her glance that his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. Inadvertently, his eyes fell on the woman's snow-white neck, which made his heart flutter.