The Cold-blooded Emperor's Vengeful Concubine

Fengsheng Palace.

"Princess, don't watch if you are tired. Take a rest. You are still sick." Ning'er advised worriedly.

"It's okay. This is my job. Cough cough." Yun Jingman covered his lips with his bare hands to stop the cough that was difficult to conceal. His face was pale and bloodless.

Last night, I was wearing only a single layer of clothes and played chess with Baili Haoxuan all night. Some cool wind blew in and I caught a cold. I feel very weak.

When Ning Er saw Yun Jingman coughing again, she snatched the book from Yun Jingman's hand and blamed her, "Princess, if you are not feeling well, just take a good rest. I was not allowed to go to the imperial physician, why are you still making such a fuss? What's the point?"

Ning Er didn't know whether to be happy or sad. The emperor actually spent a night in Fengsheng Palace, and the news spread throughout the palace. For a time, the news of the queen's favor spread like wildfire, and those who were in power began to fawn on her. The meal was ready, the palace maids and guards also came, and all the concubines came to see her, but she sent them all away one by one.

Ning'er hated those people with dog eyes who changed their minds according to the wind.

Then, the maids brought the things that the queen should do to her, such as the book that Yun Jingman is reading now (it is a book that records the sex life of the emperor and his women)

Yun Jingman, however, put on a beautiful smile and stretched out his hand, saying: "Give me the book. Stop messing around." The book had always had to be reviewed by the empress, and then the emperor would arrange for his concubines based on the records.

"Looking at these, don't the princess feel sad?" Ning'er knew what it was. She used to serve beside the Queen Mother and often looked at her. Her expression would become resentful as soon as she saw her.

Which woman would be so generous as to push her husband to someone else? Looking at the records in the book, it is so cruel to arrange it by yourself. In fact, it seems that there is nothing good about being a queen.

Yun Jingman shook her head gently, with a faint smile on her lips: "My husband is not an ordinary man, and neither am I. Born in an imperial family, I should be mentally prepared for all this." She accepted her fate. Who wouldn't want a beautiful love that lasts a lifetime?

However, in this feudal empire where male power is supreme, even an ordinary man, let alone an emperor, has three wives and four concubines. How can one expect to be with one person for the rest of his life? She only wants him to have a place in his heart.

"Give me the book. Otherwise, I will be derelict in my duty. I have lost the face of Cangming Kingdom. Let's see how you will explain to your mother." Yun Jingman looked at Ning'er who was in a daze and snatched the book from her hand. She was not without feeling in her heart, but she knew very well where she was and her own identity. She was just a ghost from the 21st century. She was just living for the owner of this body. She was just a chess piece in the hands of King Cangming. How could her meager power shake all this?

So, she accepted her fate.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..." Yun Jingman covered her chest with a silk handkerchief, but the heart-wrenching coughing came like a tidal wave and could not be stopped.

"Princess, Princess, you're okay." Ning'er patted Yun Jingman on the back to help her calm down.

"Cough, cough, cough, it's okay, it's okay. Go get me a glass of water." Yun Jingman said while choking.

"Come, Princess, have a drink of water. Let me call the imperial physician. What will happen if you keep coughing like this?" Ning'er handed over the cup, and kept helping Yun Jingman to breathe smoothly with her hands, her face full of worry.

"No need, it's such a small matter, why are you making a fuss? I'll just go to sleep." Yun Jingman handed over the cup and waved his hand. In modern times, whenever you were sick, you would just sleep and it would go away.

"But……"

"Stop talking. I'm so tired and want to rest. Call me for dinner." Yun Jingman waved Ning'er away.

I carried the quilt over to the bed, my steps were unsteady, my head was dizzy, I tried my best to support myself, took off my embroidered shoes, pulled the quilt over, put it next to the pillow, and fell asleep...

When Yun Jingman was falling into a deep sleep, he heard the voice that touched his heart and a steady voice.

"What disease does the queen have?"

"Your Majesty, the Empress caught a cold, and the ice evil invaded her body. She became weak and lethargic."

"Then prescribe some medicine and make sure the queen is cured."

"The minister obeys the order."

The next morning, strong light broke the darkness, and everything came back to life with the bright spring light...

With a dizzy head, Yun Jingman struggled to open his eyelids, reluctant to leave, and adjusted himself to the strong light. Everything was hazy and he rubbed his eyes. He turned his head and looked beside him, and saw Ning'er dozing off, nodding his head up and down, constantly fishing.

Yun Jing's eyes were filled with disappointment. She clearly heard that voice yesterday. Was it not him? Or was it just a dream?

A self-deprecating smile spread across the pale lips. Yun Jingman, you really think too much. We just played chess all night, why are you fantasizing too much? How could he come? He won't come...

Yun Jingman barely managed to hold up his falling apart body, his head still dizzy. He wanted to get a glass of water, as his mouth was dry after a whole night.

His body was so weak that before he could stand up, he collapsed again and fell to the ground. The sound of "dong" startled Ning'er, who was still fishing with silver hair on the corners of her mouth.

"Ahhh. What's wrong? What's wrong?" Ning Er, who was awakened by the shock, danced and screamed. Turning around, she saw Yun Jingman lying half on the bed and half on the bed frame.

"Ahhh, Princess, you're awake, you're awake." The thick-skinned Ning'er just kept yelling when she saw Yun Jingman lying on the bed.

Yun Jingman, who was hurt by the fall, felt weak in his hands and feet. He took a deep breath and said weakly, "Ning'er, help me to the bed."

"Oh oh oh." Ning'er agreed while helping Yun Jingman up. They worked together to support her and let her lie down on the bed again.

"Oh, I forgot." Ning'er yelled, and after seeing Yun Jingman lying down, she turned and left towards the door.

He came back after a while, holding a bowl of food in his hand, and walked towards Yun Jingman.

He put the medicine bowl aside, gently helped Yun Jingman up, and then said with a smile: "Come, Princess, drink the medicine."

Yun Jingman looked at her in surprise, wondering why Ning'er was so lively. Then, she was stunned for a moment, "Ning'er, didn't I tell you not to call the imperial physician?"

"It wasn't me who called out. It was the emperor who called out." Ning'er said happily, holding the medicine bowl in her hand, with a smile as bright as the sun on her face.

"Your Majesty?" Yun Jingman seemed unsure what he heard with his own ears, and looked at Ning'er with a puzzled expression. Could it be that the voice last night was really him...

"Yes. Princess, drink the medicine while it's hot. I'll talk to you after you finish drinking the medicine." Ning'er was in a good mood. She handed the bowl of medicine to Yun Jingman, supported her, and drank it.

"Did the emperor come yesterday? What happened? Tell me quickly." Although Yun Jingman was still dizzy, her anxiety betrayed her, and her tone also became anxious.

Ning'er put down the medicine bowl and giggled, "Ah, our princess, your heart is moved. You are so anxious, hehe."

Her pale face had a suspicious blush on it. Yun Jingman knew she was being teased and was a little angry: "Forget it, I'm going to rest."

She turned around, pulled the quilt over her, and pretended to go to sleep, but Ning Er pulled Yun Jingman over with one hand and pouted: "Okay, I'll tell you what I'll tell you. Princess, please listen carefully."

"Yeah." Yun Jingman stretched his weak body, his watery eyes shining and his heart beating.

"Last night, the emperor came to Fengsheng Palace to look for the princess. When he came in, he saw the princess lying on the bed and planned to wake her up. But when he checked, he found that her whole body was hot. Then the emperor nervously summoned the imperial physician. I saw it clearly." Ning'er deliberately emphasized the three words "very nervous" with a very proud expression, and finally did not forget to blink at Yun Jingman.

Yun Jingman blushed again. Even if Ning'er was exaggerating, her heart felt as sweet as honey.

Ning Er looked at her princess, her shy expression, and coughed softly before continuing, "The Emperor not only summoned the imperial physician, but also sent a large number of palace maids and eunuchs to take care of the princess. He also ordered those people to take good care of her, otherwise people would be killed. The Emperor is really very imposing."

Ning Er looked so adoring that she had forgotten how much she resented Baili Haoxuan for his cold treatment of Yun Jingman. After what she did yesterday, she had a much better impression of Baili Haoxuan. She thought of Baili Haoxuan as a great man. Anyone who was good to the princess was considered a good person, and anyone who was not good to the princess was considered a bad person. (Is this your definition of a good person or a bad person, Ning Er?)

"Not only that, the emperor looked at the history book that the princess placed next to her pillow and angrily reprimanded us. He said that the queen should not be allowed to worry about these trivial matters in the future. He has already given instructions. The emperor is really considerate of the princess. He even thought of all these for the princess." She clasped her hands together and regarded Baili Haoxuan as her savior.

Yun Jingman felt so happy in his heart. It turned out that he still cared about her...

Give it to me, my lord. Even if my life turns to ashes at this moment, I am willing to...

Love begins with one person's humbleness and one person's contempt. Can her humbleness be exchanged for his tenderness and turn into a deep love between the two of them for eternity...