All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Li Ji closed his eyes, pressed the soft fragrance under him, and took a few breaths secretly.

Bu Ji got a life-saving straw and was about to climb up along the grass. He moved his body slightly and whispered to persuade.

"Your Majesty, please go ahead. I will be waiting for you in the palace."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, with a cunning look in her eyes. As for which palace she was waiting in, she did not say it was the Qianqing Palace.

It would be strange if she could lie obediently on the dragon bed when Li Ji came back.

"I'll be back soon."

Li Ji was a well-deserved gentleman. He had been on the throne for two and a half years, changing his name every half a month. He did not seem to be someone with too many desires to control himself.

I don't know why, but as soon as I saw her today, I forgot about the important matter of having the number one scholar in this exam to meet me.

Bu Ji was lying alone on the dragon bed, gasping for breath. He curled up in the quilt, put on his lower body clothes, lifted the quilt with one hand and picked up the palace dress on the ground with the other.

"Master!"

It's Li'er's voice.

A touch of light pink flashed from behind the screen, and she walked quickly to the dragon bed, helped Bu Ji who was picking up clothes, and helped her to dress up and change clothes again.

"Why did the emperor leave?"

"It's better to leave."

"My Lord, why do you say that? Isn't this what you were looking forward to before entering the palace?"

Looking forward to having sex with the emperor in broad daylight?

The owner of this body was not a noble lady with righteous intentions in the past.

Bu Ji glanced at Li'er and ignored her, instead urging her to quickly get dressed.

"Don't put a hairpin in it, just comb it up."

She asked Li'er to hold the pearl and jade hairpin and the sterling silver hairpin for her, and she strode out of the hall with big strides.

There are ivory and jade steps at the entrance of the main hall, and there is an open space a dozen steps down with several large water tanks filled with lotus flowers.

There is a winding corridor on each side of the east and west, covered with a nine-ridged roof and with carved dragons and painted walls.

Bu Ji came out of the side hall and took a shortcut to the east corridor with steady steps. Li'er chased after her with something wrapped in her hands. She was not as strong as her and had some difficulty catching up with her, muttering to herself.

"Master, wait for me, wait for me."

There were two men walking side by side on the west corridor. One of them was about twenty-five years old, tall and slender, with a firm look between his brows and an extraordinary bearing.

The man wore a black gauze hat, a red brocade robe, a jade-studded belt, and court boots embroidered with cloud patterns and outlined with gold thread. He caught a glimpse of two figures, one in front and one behind, on the corridor on the other side and stopped.

The Minister of Rites at the side followed his gaze and saw that the figure had disappeared, leaving only an empty corridor, so he asked.

"My dear nephew Gongming, what are you stopping to look at?"

"Uncle, I seemed to have seen an old friend just now."

Liang Xing looked at the East Corridor thoughtfully. Even though he didn't see anyone, he didn't want to move his eyes away.

Maybe it was her, maybe not.

After three years of separation, he had become ill from missing her. He was afraid that his eyes might have become sick again and he mistook the similar figure for her.

"It's okay if it's an old friend. I'll see you again when you're on duty in the capital."

"It is important to see the Emperor first."

"Yes, nephew understands."

Wang Huai was standing at the entrance of the temple. When he saw the two people coming, he preached loudly to them.

"This year's top scholar is here to see you~~"

Then he led the two of them into the main hall, through layers of pearl curtains and screens, and finally arrived before the emperor.

Liang Xing walked to the center of the hall and, according to etiquette, he first knelt three times, then stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed to greet.

"Long live my emperor."

"I, Liang Xing, a disciple of the emperor, have come to see you to ask for your grace."

His eyes were firm, neither humble nor arrogant.

"What a great Liang Hang! The Liang family in Suzhou has produced so many talented people. This is truly a blessing for our dynasty."

Li Ji stood up with a forced smile, walked up to him, clasped his fists with both hands, and nodded.

This means to reuse him.

Liang Xing waited until the emperor stopped before putting down his fist. He always felt that the emperor was angry, but he didn't know where it came from.

The tall and strong man is not afraid of the king's majesty, his eyes are bright and he is capable of taking on great responsibilities.

Li Ji threw away his dragon robe and returned to his high position.

"Fang Zheng, I remember that the Honglu Temple is still short of a fifth-rank junior official. Is this true?"

The Minister of Rites bowed and stepped forward and told the truth.

"To reply to the emperor, it is true."

Li Ji slammed the table and said very happily.

"it is good."

"From now on, the number one scholar Liang Xing will be appointed as the Junior Secretary of the Honglu Temple. He must strictly abide by the etiquette and laws, be in charge of the ceremonies of court meetings, and receive foreign envoys. He must not make any mistakes."

This was the first time that the top scholar was directly appointed as a fifth-rank official. Throughout the dynasties of the Nanyue Kingdom, the top scholars were allowed to stay in the capital to serve in seventh-rank idle positions and gain some experience before being transferred.

Liang Xing was quite touched. He took a step forward, flicked his sleeves, knelt down and thanked him in a very proper and unrestrained manner.

"Liang Xing, Junior Minister of the Honglu Temple, thanks His Majesty for his grace."

Li Ji curled his lips for just a moment, and his expression quickly returned to his usual calmness.

He raised his hand across the table and a long foreign object flew through the air and landed right in front of Liang Xing. Liang Xing quickly reached out and grabbed it.

He slowly spread out his hand, and in his palm was a jade brush. The pen holder was crystal clear, and one could tell at a glance that the tip was made of fox hair, which was very precious.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

Li Ji threw away the jade brush, and glanced at the mandarin duck sachet on the table. His brows moved, and he looked up at him and said.

"My dear Liang, I have a cousin named Fuqiu, who is the legitimate daughter of Yongning Lady and is about the same age as you."

Liang Xing was a kind person but not stupid. He naturally knew what the emperor meant. He immediately knelt down and straightened his back.

One hand held a jade brush, and the other hand was clenched into a fist.

"Your Majesty, it is my honor that your daughter is willing to marry me."

"But my heart has long belonged to someone else, and I will never change my mind in this life."

What a sincere heart that will never change in this life. Which powerful man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? Who is this woman? She is so good that she would let a top scholar remain chaste for her.

Li Ji frowned and looked at Liang Xing. Just at this moment, Wang Huai came forward to add more tea, so he casually threw the sachet on the table to Wang Huai.

Wang Huai held the mandarin duck sachet in his hand, which was as hot as a hot yam. He couldn't put it down or hide it.

Logically, he should put away things that the emperor doesn't want to see.

However, this was embroidered by Princess Fuqiu herself. If the princess came to the Qianqing Palace one day and did not see the sachet she gave to the emperor, she would definitely scold him.

"I was wrong about this. I didn't know that Liang Aiqing was such a lovesick person."

Li Ji smiled, for some reason, when he heard the word "infatuation", he would think of Bu Ji.

She had been dormant in the palace for two years, and suddenly she was ready to win his favor. I guess she loved him so much that she thought twice for a long time before taking action.

There's nothing wrong with being infatuated.

Looking at Liang Xing kneeling on the ground again, even if he was unwilling to marry Fuqiu, he was not so annoying anymore.

"Well, get up now."

"If that woman is willing to marry you, I will personally issue an order to grant you marriage someday."

A light flashed in Liang Xing's eyes, and then suddenly dimmed. He did want to get married, but he didn't know where the person he loved was now.

Three years ago, their correspondence stopped and she suddenly disappeared without a trace. He searched the entire capital but couldn't find her.

Maybe the emperor has a way to find her.