All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Bu Ji let go of Li Ji's arm, grabbed the quilt beside him to block himself, lifted the curtain with one hand, and thought he was hallucinating, so he couldn't help but ask Wang Huai.

"What did you say?!"

"Who is this Lord Liang going to marry?"

Besides her, are there any other nobles with the surname Bu in this palace...

Waiting online, begging someone to tell her immediately that there is such an unfortunate concubine in the cold palace.

Wang Huai's head seemed to be lowered even lower, and he said nothing.

I didn't expect that Concubine Bu actually had an affair with Lord Liang. This matter has to be decided by the Emperor.

He didn't dare to answer.

Bu Ji immediately turned around and looked at Li Ji. Instead of being angry, he sat up calmly, supported himself on the bed with one hand, reached out and touched her loose black hair, raised the corner of his lips and asked.

"Aren't you going to meet him?"

"Liang Xing has come to the Qianqing Palace to ask me for someone. He is risking his life to come and see you."

Bu Ji's eyes went dark. She didn't know who Lord Liang or Liang Xing was.

She crawled in front of Li Ji, frowned and looked at him with an innocent look on her face.

"Your Majesty, I don't know him. There must be some misunderstanding."

"And since I entered the palace, I have never met with other men in private. Li'er and Yanzhi can both testify to this."

Ever since entering the palace...after saying this, even she herself realized the problem.

Bu Ji opened his mouth, his originally slightly red cheeks turned pale in an instant, and a layer of fear and worry appeared in his eyes.

This Lord Liang should have been someone I knew before entering the palace.

But what does this have to do with her? She is not Bu Ji, so how could she know what happened before the audition?

The night before the audition, she traveled through time and took over Bu Ji's body.

She is willing to stay in the palace, play the role of Bu Ji well, and protect the Bu family, but that does not mean she has to help Bu Ji deal with her romantic affairs.

This Lord Liang wanted to marry her. She was more wronged than Dou E.

Li Ji was not asking for her opinion at all, but giving her an order.

He waved his hand, put on his coat, grabbed Bu Ji's arm and dragged her off the bed.

Bu Ji hurriedly tidied up his clothes with his other hand and shouted anxiously.

"emperor!"

Li Ji didn't say anything and walked out of the house, but his steps were slower.

Bu Ji felt as if facing a formidable enemy, with beads of sweat on his forehead, but he managed to get her dressed.

Her arm began to hurt and she couldn't help but cry out.

She thought Li Ji would throw her into the hall and ask her to kneel down with Lord Liang.

However, Li Ji stood beside the dragon throne, stretched out his arms, and held her in his arms.

He was dressed in a dragon robe and wore a crown inlaid with gems on his head. He looked calm, with a strong sense of oppression between his brows. His deep eyes looked down at Liang Xing who was standing in the center of the hall.

Bu Ji stood sideways in front of him, with his head slightly resting on his chest, looking curiously at Lord Liang who was standing not far away.

He was a very handsome man, wearing a bright red wedding robe and with slender eyebrows and clear eyes.

The radiance in his eyes was like the slight sheen on jade; it looked soft, but was actually very strong.

In one hand he held something that Bu Ji was very familiar with: a picture of autumn scenery in mountains and streams.

The moment Bu Ji saw him, he suddenly remembered.

The scholarly boy who pinned flowers on "her", and the friend who gave "her" the precious scroll mentioned by Li'er, was this Liang Xing.

Although I couldn't see his face clearly in the dream, I knew his figure clearly.

Such a handsome and gentle man is rare in the world. Comparing him with the flawless He's Jade is not enough to describe him.

"Liang..."

Before she could shout out, the arms around her body suddenly tightened, and the words in her throat turned into a cry of pain.

Liang Xing, who was standing in the center of the hall, was slightly startled, stared at her, took a step forward, and knelt on his knees.

"Miss Bu and I have already secretly decided to spend our lives together. I beg Your Majesty to marry her to me."

"This painting is a token of our love."

He held the scroll high in both hands, raised it above his head, and nodded respectfully towards the emperor.

He called her Miss Bu, and even though he had clearly seen the emperor embrace her in his arms, and even though he had clearly seen her come out of the inner chamber with the emperor, her hair all untied and sweat dripping from her, he still was reluctant to call her a noble lady.

Bu Ji's heart trembled twice, not because of emotion, but because of pity.

How much hardship did he have to endure to pass the imperial examinations at such a young age and become an official in the Honglu Temple? Why would he give up all that, even his life, to marry a noble in the palace?

The selection of women was held every three years, and there were so many women entering the palace that eight out of ten of them would secretly marry them.

Couldn't he just live his life like other sentimental men? At most, he could let the regret remain for the rest of his life and write a few poems or songs to express his longing.

Li Ji was right. He was using his life to exchange for a chance to see her.

Bu Ji looked at the painting in his hand from afar, and remembered that Li Er had casually mentioned that Prince Yu went to Lord Liang's house for a party.

The painting just fell into his hands yesterday, and today he came to the Qianqing Palace wearing a suitable wedding dress to ask the emperor for the return.

Perhaps this set of clothes had been prepared a long time ago, and what he said about their secret love affair was also true.

In fact, she denied everything and asked the emperor to sentence Liang Xing to death, and the matter was left unresolved.

But she couldn't do that, as it would be unfair to "Bu Ji".

Bu Ji probably truly loved Liang Xing, which was why he did not bring any treasures with him when he entered the palace, only this scroll of painting.

She should never, ever give this scroll to Prince Yu as a thank you gift...

When Li Ji heard his words, a smile flashed across his eyes and his voice became low and pleasant.

"Bu Yu is of the same age as you. I will arrange a marriage for you two."

Bu Ji was stunned, looked up at him, and realized that he wanted to give Liang Xing a chance to survive.

Is he doing this out of appreciation and love for talent?

Liang Xing's eyebrows were silent, and his hands holding up the scroll suddenly clenched their fingers, and he spoke slowly.

"The young lady of the Bu family whom I am going to marry is the noble lady Bu in the palace, not Bu Yu."

The emperor wanted him to marry Bu Yu, which would mean he would become the brother-in-law of the person he loved, and there would be no possibility for the two of them to be together again in this life.

Li Ji frowned, his eyes were as dark as the night, and he didn't speak for a long time. His gaze stayed on Bu Ji's face, not knowing what he could read from her face.

Bu Ji's heartbeat quickened, and she could already feel the executioner's sword across her neck. Liang Xing's words blocked her only way to survive.

She opened her mouth and gasped for breath but couldn't catch her breath. She was probably angry.

The emperor gave him an excuse, but he refused it. It was so obvious that he wanted to die.

Not to mention Li Ji, if she were a empress and her majesty was challenged like this, she would immediately have the person executed in this hall.

How could she save him?

Begging for mercy from Li Ji would only make him die faster.