All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

At the beginning of the Xu hour, dusk fell and only a few candlesticks stood on both sides of the palace road, and the red light flickered on the brick walls.

The gate of Yiku Palace was opened, and Bu Ji took Li'er out with a rectangular thing in his arms.

Li'er followed her in a hurry and asked.

"Master, do you really want to give this thing to His Royal Highness Prince Yu? Isn't it too expensive?"

Bu Ji lowered his head and shook it slightly, then looked at her with a faint smile.

"How can it be expensive? I think it's too cheap."

"It's just that I can't think of anything better to thank you for right now."

Li'er smacked her lips, looked at the thing in her arms reluctantly, and murmured.

"If the master is the queen, I'm afraid she would be willing to give away even the Phoenix Seal."

Bu Ji pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows. It was indeed the case.

Prince Yu saved her, so she would give him whatever he wanted as a thank-you gift, even if it was the Phoenix Seal.

"arrive."

She looked up at the three big characters on the door plaque: Yongshou Hall.

What a wonderful place. Unlike a magnificent palace with carved dragons and painted walls, it is a square courtyard.

There is only a two-story building of medium size in the courtyard, and there are no weeds in the garden. There is a lush and green bamboo forest against the west wall.

There is a terrace on the second floor separated by railings and white gauze. A guqin is placed on the platform, and tea tables and incense are indispensable.

There were several magnificent calligraphy and paintings hanging on the beams, hanging casually to the ground without being properly rolled up.

He has a fairy-like demeanor, pure and elegant.

Bu Ji held the thing in her arms and smiled gently. It seemed that she still had a good eye.

Just by meeting Prince Yu once, I knew what he liked.

Although he was a prince, he did not like gold, silver, jade, beautiful women, or fine wines, but preferred calligraphy and painting, and a free and easy style.

This painting of autumn scenery of mountain and river is just right for him.

"Your Highness Prince Yu."

Bu Ji stepped over the high threshold, went in holding the calligraphy and paintings, and stood in the yard waiting for people to come out.

Li'er looked around but didn't see any palace maid or eunuch coming out to greet her, so she asked in a low voice.

"My Lord, could it be that His Royal Highness Prince Yu has gone out?"

"will not."

Bu Ji was certain that she had just seen Prince Yu coming in from a distance, so how could he disappear?

"Who are you and what do you want from my Highness?"

A clear and loud female voice.

A young girl with a graceful figure and pretty face walked along the winding corridor.

Different from the attire of the palace maids, she was dressed in a heroic red light dress, with her hair tied up high, a silver hairpin inserted diagonally in a jade crown, and a long sword inlaid with gems on her back.

Only when I heard her speak did I realize she was a girl. If I had met her by chance, I would probably have mistaken her for a pretty boy.

Li'er frowned, fearing that she had come with bad intentions, and took half a step forward, leaning in front of her young master, puffed out her chest, and asked.

"Who are you?"

"Ke Yan."

"It's your turn. Tell me your name."

"His Royal Highness Prince Yu doesn't meet everyone. If you are just ordinary ladies from official families, please go back."

Ke Yan crossed his arms and glanced at the two of them.

Li'er burst out laughing. She had seen people who were tactless before, but this was the first time she had seen someone so tactless.

She was a maid that Bu Ji brought out from the mansion, so naturally her clothes were more gorgeous than those of ordinary palace maids.

But she was just wearing a silk flower on her head, jade beads in her ears, and a colorful brocade on her body, but Ke Yan thought she was a young lady.

"why are you laughing!?"

Ke Yan put down his hand, his voice was stern, but he looked at her helplessly.

Bu Ji could tell at a glance that this girl didn't understand the palace rules.

Maybe she was the woman that Prince Yu brought back from the common people, and she was his lover?

Bu Ji stopped Li'er, asked her to go behind him, looked at Ke Yan, and said.

"Miss Keyan, my name is Bu Ji, I am a noble lady in this palace, and she is my maid, called Li'er."

"So, can you lead the way?"

Ke Yan blinked and was stunned for a moment, then he bowed towards her and spoke softly.

"I don't know if you are my noble lady, I am sorry for the offense."

"You don't have to bow to me, just do whatever is comfortable for you."

Bu Ji smiled.

Ke Yan stared at her and couldn't help but take a few more glances. This was the first time she saw the emperor's concubine since she entered the palace. She was so beautiful, much prettier than those mediocre beauties outside the palace.

The noble lady looks like a fairy from heaven, so shouldn’t the imperial concubine and empress in this palace be even more beautiful?

She was happy for a while, but suddenly became depressed and her steps as she led the way slowed down.

Prince Yu is the emperor's younger brother. He has been used to seeing beauties in the palace since he was a child. He must have a good taste. How could he fall in love with a woman like her?

Ke Yan bit her lip and clenched her fists inadvertently, looking like a girl in love.

The whole person is like a green pomegranate that has been opened, exuding sweet fragrance, with plump and rosy grains. Looking along the crack, you can tell that it is almost ripe.

Bu Ji saw her little movements clearly and understood her ill intentions when she came to the courtyard.

She wanted to shut out all the girls from official families who were attracted to Prince Yu so that she could have him all to herself.

At this moment, I am full of thoughts, worrying about gains and losses.

This Prince Yu is really something. He keeps a beauty by his side but doesn't give her any status. Isn't this just torturing her?

Ke Yan pushed open a door and shouted inside through the screen.

"Your Highness Prince Yu, Noble Lady Bu is here."

He turned back to look at Bu Ji and said.

"Your Excellency, please come in, His Highness is inside."

Bu Ji went in carrying the calligraphy and paintings, and Li'er followed closely behind. When she turned around, she found that Ke Yan had also followed in. She closed the door with her backhand and stood in the room with a long sword on her back.

Li'er smacked her lips and thought, could it be that His Royal Highness Prince Yu is afraid that others will harm him, so he has to find such a fierce woman as his lover.

Prince Yu had his back to Bu Ji, with an easel in front of him covered with rice paper and a fine jade-handled brush in his hand, as if he was copying something.

He was so focused that he didn't turn around until Bu Ji walked behind him.

"Royal sister-in-law?"

He put down his pen, his expression showing joy.

Bu Ji smiled and told his intention.

"Bu Ji thanked His Highness for saving his life and brought a painting that he had treasured for a long time as a gift."

Hearing this, Ke Yan came over and stared at the painting in her hand.

Isn't this the original painting "Autumn Scenery in Mountains and Rivers" by Liu Ji of the previous dynasty that His Highness recently asked her to find?

Prince Yu took the painting from her hand, opened it with both hands, was overjoyed, and exclaimed in praise.

"The mist and fog, the looming peaks, the winding streams, this artistic conception is the authentic work of Liu Wufu and Liu Ji."

No blessing?

This person's handwriting is really unique.

Li'er looked at the painting, feeling very reluctant to part with it. She stared at it eagerly, feeling very distressed.

It’s not that she wanted the painting. She didn’t even know how to read, let alone have any interest in calligraphy or painting.

What made her feel sorry for was the person who gave the painting to her master. Before her master entered the palace, she promised the other party to keep it well, but it had only been more than two years and he gave it to someone else.

However, that person will never be seen by the master again, and it seems that the master has forgotten him.