All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Prince Yu held his breath and watched with his own eyes the emperor, who usually didn't like sweets, swallowed half a piece of glutinous rice cake with relish.

Liang Xing could no longer sit still, he slammed the table and stood up angrily.

"How can you be so shameless?"

"But knowing who she is, you dare to eat the tuohuaci from her hand."

Li Ji glanced at him nonchalantly, his eyebrows raised frivolously, and openly wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, looking like he was still unsatisfied.

Who is she? She is the noble lady chosen by him.

It is not too much to eat her, so eating half a piece of glutinous rice cake in her hand is nothing.

Seeing that there was no fear on his face, Liang Xing felt that he was a chivalrous man who did not know etiquette and rules. He did not want to argue with him any more for fear of losing his status.

"Ah Jiao, you are drunk, let's go."

He reached out to grab Bu Ji, who was lying on the table muttering to himself. A silver light flashed before his eyes, and the flying folding fan hit his arm heavily, forcing him to retract his hand.

Li Ji stood up and waved his hand. The silver fan quickly flew back into his sleeve, like a passing meteor, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

Liang Xing raised his hand, there was a sharp crack on his sleeve. He was wearing three or four layers of clothes, and the flying silver fan almost scratched his skin.

This perfect amount of force shows how strong the masked man's martial arts skills are.

"What do you mean, young man?"

He frowned and asked Li Ji, but then remembered that this man could not speak and was a mute, so he raised his hand to signal him not to answer.

"Forget it. I don't understand sign language. You don't have to explain it."

"I'll just assume you didn't mean it."

His magnanimity is obvious to all.

Why should a distinguished official like the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple bother with a disabled wandering knight?

Li Ji glanced at Liang Xing with a gloomy face, as if Liang Xing owed him 100,000 gold ingots.

Prince Yu took a deep breath. His brother clearly didn't say anything, but why did he feel the air around him suddenly turned cold?

At the morning court tomorrow, Liang Xing will probably have a hard time.

Bu Ji was lying on the table with an empty wine glass in his hand. He looked up when he heard the noisy sound.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were a little blurry, and her look, which seemed neither drunk nor drunk, was charming and alluring.

"Why are you two standing?"

"Have you finished eating? Eat first before you leave."

He was drunk to the point of being unconscious, yet he acted as the host and greeted the guests.

She looked at Bu Yu again, and suddenly remembered the important matter of leaving the palace. She slapped her head and spoke earnestly.

"Oh, um, um...If you want to be the legal wife, you have to get Lord Liang's consent first. It's not good to let the emperor force him."

"The emperor...he is a very sinister person."

Bu Ji's eyes were vague and a blush appeared on his face.

She had to ask Li Ji for help with this matter, but she didn't know what Li Ji would take the opportunity to ask for.

If Liang Xing wanted Bu Yu to be his wife, then she would naturally be his wife, and there would be no need for him to beg anyone.

The table suddenly became quiet, as if the air had been sucked out from outside and it became a vacuum.

Bu Yu's face became paler, and it was no use applying rouge.

She looked at Liang Xing at a loss and quickly explained.

"Liang Lang, I did tell my uncle about this, but there is no need to force it. I am willing to be your wife or concubine, as long as it is you."

After saying this, her face turned red again.

Liang Xing's eyes trembled slightly. What touched him was not Bu Yu's affection, but Bu Ji's indifference.

Bu Ji was not upset at all that he was ordered to marry a wife and a concubine, and even thought about asking the emperor to let him marry Bu Yu...

How could she have the heart to do that? She must have been drunk to say that. This was not what she really meant.

"Ah Jiao, regardless of whether it's a wife or a concubine, I, Liang Xing, will only marry one person in this life."

His clear and bright eyes stared at Bu Ji's head, and his voice was like the gurgling of spring water in the mountains.

Bu Ji suddenly raised his head and looked at Liang Xing, whose expression suddenly became heavy, as if he was deeply touched.

He put down the wine glass, supported himself on the table with one hand and slowly stood up.

Li Ji's dark eyes darkened, and his gaze followed her movements, falling coldly on her face.

Prince Yu opened his eyes wide, looking like he was enjoying a good show.

The emperor's sister-in-law doesn't pretend anymore?

Bu Yu was the most nervous. Only Liang Lang in the world could say such affectionate words. What would she do if her elder sister responded?

Liang Xing was a little excited, and looked at Bu Ji with his affectionate peach blossom eyes without blinking.

He knew that Bu Ji must still remember their previous agreement and vows, but she was afraid because of the emperor's presence in the palace.

"Gillian..."

Every time he called her, the mere name was filled with deep affection.

Bu Ji turned a deaf ear to him and just raised his hand to point at him. The finger slowly moved from in front of his eyes to in front of Bu Yu, and he spoke drunkenly.

"This is better."

"Even if Bu Yu is a concubine, she is the only woman in your backyard. No one will make things difficult for her."

Li Ji tried his best to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, and looked at Liang Xing with a faint smile in his eyes.

He didn't even realize that his tense brows relaxed just because of Bu Ji's words.

Bu Yu was shocked. She didn't expect Bu Ji to care so much about her. Her hand holding the embroidered handkerchief clenched slightly.

Prince Yu couldn't help laughing out loud, and looked at Liang Xing awkwardly.

"Sir Liang, what Noble Bu said does make sense."

Didn't he only marry one person in his life? He married Bu Yu in accordance with the imperial order. So for Bu Yu, there was no difference between a wife and a concubine.

The corners of Liang Xing's mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to be increasingly unable to understand his beloved Gillian.

There is no emperor here, so why should she pretend not to understand?

He looked at Prince Yu as if deceiving himself, and instantly understood that Prince Yu's presence was equivalent to the emperor's presence, as he was the emperor's younger brother.

"Ah Jiao, I..."

Li Ji frowned, his face darkened, and he glanced at Li Yu.

"Sir Liang, I suddenly remembered that I ran into Sir Fang when I came in from outside. Sir Fang told you to return to the Honglu Temple immediately because he had something important to discuss."

Prince Yu suddenly interrupted Liang Xing and raised his eyebrows at the emperor, looking confident.

Now that the Empress's sister-in-law's intentions are clear, there is no need for Liang Xing to be an eyesore here anymore.

As expected, Liang Xing's attention shifted away from Bu Ji. His expression became serious and upright as he asked.

"Your Highness, do you know what the important matter is?"

Prince Yu shook his head and said seriously.

"Lord Liang should go back and take a look. Lord Fang looks anxious, and I don't know what he is doing."

"If I go back late, I'm afraid it will delay my work."

Liang Xing felt that what he said made sense and bowed.

"Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness."

"I will go back to the Honglu Temple to find Lord Fang."

Prince Yu smiled and nodded.

When Liang Xing was studying in the academy, he was famous for his hard work. He worked day and night and forgot to eat and sleep. Now that he is working in the Honglu Temple, he is even more famous for his dedication. He finished processing several years of accumulated official documents within three days after taking office.

When he heard that Fang Zheng had something important to discuss with him, he would not even look at it even if his house was on fire, and would definitely ride his horse and rush back to the Honglu Temple.

Bu Yu watched Liang Xing walk out of the cloth shop reluctantly, and then rode away on his white horse in high spirits.

Before she could retract her burning gaze, she saw that His Royal Highness Prince Yu was also about to leave and had already left the table.

Li Yu said with a smile, holding a cherry bun in his hand.

"If you don't take this cherry cake back, it will get cold. I'm afraid Ke Yan will be angry with me."

"Mr. Bu, Miss Bu, we'll see you another day."

All three people at the table were standing, but only Bu Yu bowed to Li Yu and answered politely.

"Yes, Your Highness."