All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Bu Ji held the heavy book and was stunned when he saw the three big characters written with a brush on the cover.

No wonder he was not afraid of the royal guards. The ones he should be afraid of were the guards.

Fortunately, Yuxiu appeared in time, otherwise Donghua Gate would be a pool of blood today, and her sin would be very serious.

She threw the book in her hand and spoke casually.

"What do you mean by yours or mine? I have nothing to do with him. We just met by chance."

When Bu Ji said this, he didn't dare to look into Yuxiu's eyes at all.

It was nothing, she was just drunk and he was kind enough to wipe her body, but it sounded like there was something else going on.

If Yuxiu asked further, would she say that the man masturbated in the bathtub in front of her?

No way, no way.

"He accompanied you to the palace gate just by chance. Did he eat too much at noon today?"

Why did Fucha Yuxiu not believe this chance encounter?

In addition, she had just rejected Liang Xing in the hall a few days ago, and she felt that Master Jingyun outside the palace was the man of her dreams.

The man is talented and the woman is beautiful, they are a perfect match.

"No, he didn't eat lunch."

The two were in the wasteland, with no place to stay within a two-mile radius. By the time they arrived at the palace gate, it was already past lunchtime.

Fu Cha Yuxiu chuckled, looked outside to make sure no one was eavesdropping, and said with relief.

"Look, he even remembered whether the other person had lunch or not, and he said it was just a chance encounter."

"Bu Ji, you've really made great progress."

"I originally thought you were joking about concubines having affairs, but I didn't expect it to be your own experience."

The look she gave Bu Ji was three parts admiration and three parts praise, and she clearly gave her a thumbs up.

Bu Ji's cheeks turned inexplicably red, he felt hot, and lowered his head slightly.

"It's just that I was in the wasteland with him at the time, so I didn't eat anything if there was nothing to eat."

"Don't talk nonsense, we haven't had an affair yet."

Fu Cha Yuxiu pretended to read a book, picked up a book, turned a page, and spoke softly.

"Yes, not yet, but soon."

"Who was it that pulled me with a pale face and asked me to save him?"

Bu Ji pursed his lips, reached out, snatched the book from her hand and threw it on the table.

"Empress, your concubines are growling with hunger. Please stop reading and ask the kitchen to prepare something to eat."

As she spoke she called out Yunxiang.

Yunxiang came in with a few young palace maids. Fucha Yuxiu looked at her and naturally became more dignified, and said.

"Ask the small kitchen to make some of Mr. Bu's favorite food and send it over."

Bu Ji came here often, and the cook in Kunning Palace remembered what dishes she liked without her having to ask.

"Fill another bottle of wine so your wife and I can have a drink."

Yunxiang looked at her own queen, and when she saw the queen nodded, she responded and retreated.

"Yes, my lord."

Although she left, there were still two palace maids standing behind the screen. They did not leave, probably waiting to be served the dishes.

With someone around, Fucha Yuxiu sat upright, resting her arms naturally on the table and glancing at Bu Ji standing beside her.

"Why do you want to drink?"

Bu Ji waved his hand, sat lazily on the couch, took a piece of cake and started eating.

"Today's events are all thanks to you. Of course I have to thank you very much."

"I'll drink three cups as punishment. I guess that's good enough."

Fucha Yuxiu sat up straight and said jokingly in a low voice.

"The alcohol content of the wine is not a sign of sincerity, but it's good enough for you."

When they were having a dinner party in Concubine Shu's palace, the one who could not drink the most was Bu Ji. When others were halfway through their drinking, she would already be drunk and unconscious.

Because of this, Concubine Shu often complained that she was not considerate enough, and even added wine to the dishes she sent to her, asking her to practice her drinking capacity.

Bu Ji stretched, swallowed the last bite of pastry, and said without any defense.

"I'm fine with everything else, but I'm still dizzy from the muddy wine I drank yesterday."

Fucha Yuxiu looked at her, as if she knew everything.

"Your date is too comprehensive. You even drank dirty liquor."

"After a while, shouldn't we have a full moon wine?"

Bu Ji smiled and pointed at her.

"Then I will recognize you as my godmother. You can't run away even if you say something sarcastic here."

The two of them were whispering, and no one outside could hear them.

Yunxiang came in with the palace maids serving the dishes, and the two of them sat upright again, each one looking more than the other like the majestic empress in a palace fighting drama.

The palace maids laid out the food in an orderly manner. Bu Ji was already hungry and was drooling silently because they were all her favorite foods.

"You guys go down first."

Fu Cha Yuxiu glanced at Bu Ji and waved to the palace maids.

Yunxiang was the last one to go out, and gave some worried instructions to her mother.

"You must remember to eat no more than three bites of each dish. Don't be greedy."

Fucha Yuxiu hated it most when people around her reminded her of these messy palace rules, and she couldn't stand it any more.

"I know, I know."

Bu Ji looked at her with pity and spoke silently.

"I'm afraid this will lead to malnutrition."

In this palace, only the Emperor, Empress and Queen Mother need to abide by this rule, under the pretext of preventing someone from poisoning the food.

After eating three mouthfuls, you will not die and the imperial physician can come to save you.

Fucha Yuxiu sat on the chair and looked at Yunxiang's receding back in silence.

She turned around and cried to Bu Ji.

"Let me tell you, I didn't really yearn for freedom before. I could stay at home and take extra classes during the entire summer vacation."

"But if you ask me what I want now, I want to be free, to travel all over the country, and to live without any restrictions."

Bu Ji sighed and touched her shoulder in a soothing tone.

"Why don't I call you next time I sneak out of the palace."

Fucha Yuxiu shook her head, handed her a pair of chopsticks, and spoke frankly.

"I don't have your courage. Besides, the Queen Mother has asked me to go to the Cining Palace to copy Buddhist scriptures for her every day recently. I can't leave."

After she said that, Bu Ji finally understood why the dark circles under her eyes had become heavier again.

I thought it was caused by tending to the herbs, but it turned out to be the Queen Mother who was causing trouble again.

Cui Lihua alone was not enough for her to order around, so she called Yuxiu over.

In addition, anyone can take sick leave except the Queen.

The two of them had conspired before, and the only time Li Ji turned over the Queen's card, Bu Ji put makeup on the Queen, and the Queen took a medicine to prevent illness and pretended to be sick to get away with it.

Everything went smoothly and happily that night, but the next morning, they started arguing.

Several ministers reported to the emperor that the queen was in poor health and might not give birth to a legitimate child in the future. They advocated deposing her and enthroning the Cui family's legitimate daughter as queen.

It would be unacceptable to let Cui Lihua become the queen. Who knows how many people will die in this palace.

After this, the queen no longer dared to pretend to be sick, but instead dared not to actually be sick.