All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Bu Ji was afraid that Liang Xing would say something he shouldn't, so he interrupted him quickly.

"Dad, Lord Liang and Bu Yu will be married in the future. They respect me as their elder sister, so it's not strange for them to know my nickname."

"Master Liang is older than me, so it's okay to call me A Jiao."

She looked at Liang Xing and said with a smile.

"It's just that when you call me Ah Jiao in the future, it will be more appropriate to add the word eldest sister."

Although the corners of her mouth were raised, there was no smile in her eyes.

Liang Xing frowned and repeated the sentence.

"Elder sister Gillian."

After saying this, his brows furrowed even tighter.

This was too hot to handle. How could he possibly call Gillian his elder sister?

They are lovers.

Censor Bu believed Bu Ji's words and said with a serious face.

"In that case, let's all go inside."

There were servants and maids outside distributing porridge and bread, so there was no need for them to show up in public.

Originally, Bu Cong did these good deeds not for fame, and it didn't matter if he didn't stand there, and he didn't have to listen to all the flattery and compliments.

He hates people who are smooth-talking the most in his life.

Everyone followed Censor Bu into the house.

The yard was okay, with just a peach tree, a well and a water tank.

When he got into the house, Bu Ji finally understood what "a house with nothing but four walls" meant.

The Bu Mansion was a gift from the previous emperor. It is not small, with three entrances and three exits, and can accommodate dozens of people.

However, Censor Bu had lived here for more than 20 years, but he had not added any new furnishings to the house.

A bed, a table, a bookshelf, and books and brushes everywhere.

The only luxurious things were the court robes inlaid with gems and woven with gold threads, neatly hung on the hanger, and the black gauze hat, which was wiped very clean.

There is a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, signed by Bu Cong.

"Dedicate yourself to the end of your life and die."

"Integrity and honesty are the foundation of one's conduct."

These few big characters fully outline the image of the Censor.

Bu Ji's understanding of Bu Cong deepened further. She seemed to understand why Bu Cong had never been punished despite his conflict with Li Ji.

An old minister, full of passion, capable of both civil and military affairs, posed no threat to the emperor.

What's the point of killing him?

Obviously, keeping him would be more useful.

There are numerous gangs in the court, so there must always be someone who stays out of it and provides checks and balances.

Censor Bu sat on the only chair, and several young people stood.

He glanced at Bu Ji and asked.

"What are you going home to do?"

"Tomorrow I will personally take you to the palace and plead guilty to the emperor on your behalf."

Bu Ji felt a chill in his heart. Why was his father so serious and fair in treating his own daughter?

"Dad, I came to visit Bu Yu. I heard that she was not in good health. I was very worried in the palace."

Censor Bu frowned and spoke in a heavy voice.

"You are a concubine. You don't need to worry about anything other than the Emperor and the Empress Dowager."

"I heard that the emperor has been doting on you lately. Do you think you can be unruly like you are at home?"

Bu Ji pursed his lips and denied it.

"I do not have."

Bu Cong was obviously very angry. He stood up and pointed at her and said something about why she left the palace without permission in the middle of the night.

"If the emperor punishes you, how can I explain to your dead mother in my grave?"

"I don't want you to make the same mistake again tonight."

"I didn't send you into the palace to let you compete for favors and be arrogant, but to let you live in peace. Why do you have to cause trouble?"

He argued with the emperor in the court, fearless of life and death, but when he saw Bu Ji misbehaving, he became cautious.

Bu Cong thinks that it doesn’t matter if she dies, but Bu Ji is still young and she has a better life ahead of her, so she has to live well.

It's good that the emperor dotes on her for a while.

If she gave birth to a prince, her rank would be promoted, and she would get more money per month, which would make her life easier in the palace. After the emperor passed away, she would follow the prince to his fiefdom and become a concubine who didn't care about worldly affairs. This would be the best ending for Bu Ji.

This is what Censor Bu planned, and he also hoped that his daughter could do things according to his ideas.

He has always indulged and doted on his daughter, but he could not change the feudal patriarchal nature in his bones.

Just like Bu Ji escaped from the palace tonight, this touched his bottom line and principles.

Imperial power cannot be defied.

Liang Xing finally couldn't help it, took a step forward and said.

"Uncle, you can't blame her for this."

"For more than two years, the emperor has not allowed Ah Jiao to visit his parents, let alone treat her as a real concubine. It is understandable that she does not want to stay in the palace."

"If the current emperor treats Gillian well, why would she leave the palace so many times?"

Censor Bu frowned, anger flashed in his eyes, and he spoke loudly.

"What did you say?"

"The Emperor has never treated her as a real concubine. Isn't this her first time out of the palace?"

Liang Xing's unintentional action made Censor Bu even angrier.

He never imagined that his precious daughter, whom he sent to the palace, would be so unloved by the emperor, and even sneak out of the palace to defy the imperial power.

The emperor was at fault first, and Bu Ji was not innocent either.

"Dad, you misunderstood what Lord Liang meant."

"How could he know about the things between the emperor and me? He is just a minister. The things in the harem are naturally known only by people in the harem."

"The emperor has always treated me well and rewarded me with many things. Moreover, I left the palace before with the emperor's permission. Otherwise, I would have been imprisoned long ago. The guards at the city gate are not there to eat for nothing."

Bu Ji hurriedly explained, and at least he managed to calm down Censor Bu’s anger.

She glared at Liang Xing. She asked him to help, but didn't ask him to make things worse. She really didn't know why the former "Bu Ji" liked him.

Bu Yu coughed twice and spoke anxiously.

"Uncle, please don't blame my elder sister. It's all my fault. I made my elder sister miss me."

"If you must take my elder sister to see the emperor and plead guilty, then take me with you."

"Anyway, I don't know how many days I can live..."

Censor Bu couldn't bear it, so he shook his sleeves and turned sideways.

"Don't say such unlucky words again."

He is the eldest brother, and Bu Yu is the only daughter of his second brother, which means she is no different from his biological daughter. How could he continue to blame Bu Ji after hearing such words?

Bu Ji is kind-hearted and loves her half sister, which is not wrong of her. The mistake is that she hid it from the emperor. As a concubine, it is extremely disrespectful for her to dare to deceive the emperor.

Bu Ji breathed a sigh of relief and spoke in a calm tone.

"Dad, can you let me talk to Ayu alone?"

Censor Bu looked at her without saying anything. After a moment, he nodded.

Bu Ji quickly stepped forward to support Bu Yu, and gently pulled her hand to the side.

"Eldest sister, where are you taking me? Your boudoir is not here."

Bu Yu looked ahead in panic. If she went further, she would see the abandoned back garden. Her great aunt's body was buried there, so she didn't dare to go there.

Bu Ji exclaimed "Ah" before she realized that she had no idea about the layout of the Bu Mansion.

"Well, let's just talk about it here."

She looked around and saw no one was around.