All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Li Yu was startled. He pushed her away but was afraid that she would fall, but it was also against the rules to stay so close to her.

"Can you let go first?"

He admitted that Bu Ji was very beautiful and caught his eye, but he didn't dare touch his brother's woman, not even to think about it.

"What are you doing!"

A cold and low voice reached Jin Ji's ears faster than the wind. She looked over with misty eyes and saw a bright yellow figure.

But the effect of the alcohol had not yet worn off, and her hands were out of control. She wanted to push Li Yu away but she had no strength to do so.

When Li Ji walked in, he saw Bu Ji at a glance. She was leaning against Li Yu with her head tilted, and it looked like the two of them were hugging each other.

Bu Ji felt a force grabbing her arm, and in a flash, she moved from one body to the other.

This time they were really pressed against each other. Her body was hot, but the dragon robe against her chest was slightly cool, still covered with night dew.

Her entire head was almost buried in his chest, and she couldn't breathe. She finally raised her head and saw Li Ji. His cold eyes were like a sharp knife flying towards her face.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Bu Ji regained some consciousness, but he still smelled of alcohol when he opened his mouth. His legs were weak and he couldn't even stand steadily. It was unclear whether he was scared or drunk.

She grabbed Li Ji's dragon robe with both hands. There was a wine stain on the front of the robe facing her mouth. Li Ji lowered his eyes and looked at her steadily. He grabbed her little hand with his backhand and asked.

"You're so surprised, am I here at the wrong time?"

There were clearly the Queen, Concubine Shen, and Lady Kang here, and even Li'er was standing under the eaves, but he could only see Bu Ji and Prince Yu.

When did these two become so intimate?

He was burning with anger, but the woman in his arms was drunk and didn't care about his expression at all.

Bu Ji shook his head dazedly, stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Yu from a distance.

"I want to thank him. The painting I gave him last time doesn't count anymore..."

She felt pain when she said this. She felt bad that she had to pay an extra gift money. Her expression was inevitably lost and she looked like she had a lot on her mind. She seemed reluctant to leave.

Seeing her like this and hearing her mention the scroll, Li Ji became even angrier.

"A broken painting makes you so distressed?"

Bu Ji leaned his head forward, buried it in his chest, and shook his head left and right. Li Ji's expression looked better, and suddenly he heard the humming sound of the woman in his arms again.

“It’s so precious…”

"I can't afford a second one."

Li Ji's face turned dark, what a shabby man.

"Wang Huai, send all the originals kept by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to the Yikun Palace."

Wang Huai was in a dilemma.

"Your Majesty, the original manuscripts kept by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, not counting those that are damaged and under repair, total 800 volumes. There is definitely no room for them in the room."

Li Ji gave the order without even thinking about it.

"Give her a side hall in Yikun Palace to display these scrolls."

When these words were spoken, everyone was dumbfounded.

This was the first time I had seen an emperor reward someone when he was angry instead of punishing them.

Only the mistress of a palace can live in the side hall, and only concubines and above can live in the main hall. This is a rule that has remained unchanged for hundreds of years.

Bu Ji was just a minor noble, but he was given a side palace. This was unprecedented.

The next morning, when the court was going to court, Censor Bu submitted a memorial on the matter, reprimanding the emperor for his indulgence in the concubines in the harem and for being so disregarding his own relatives.

But that’s a story for later. Bu Ji was drunk that night and knew nothing.

Bu Ji was carried away by the emperor. She struggled and cursed in Li Ji's arms.

"Let me go, you bad guy, let me go, I want to repay you."

She was drunk, her cheeks were red, there were wine stains on the corners of her lips, she spoke with her lips pursed, her little face was wrinkled, she didn't look good at all, like a newborn baby.

"How do you plan to repay me and pledge your love to me?"

Li Ji looked at her meaningfully, fascinated. As soon as he threw her on the bed, he couldn't help but kiss her.

The aroma of wine fills the air as the lips and teeth meet.

After a struggle, both of them seemed to be drunk, with their clothes in disarray, and they hugged each other.

Bu Ji felt that the smell on him was very familiar, like the scent of Master Jingyun. He put his nose close to his neck and couldn't help rubbing it.

Li Ji couldn't stand her tormenting him anymore. The smell of alcohol in the room was not enough to make people drunk. At this moment, his ears and neck were warm red, and there was a hint of desire in his cold eyes.

"Bu Ji, who am I?"

He said this deliberately just to hear her truth after drinking.

The word "朕" is still too big.

"You are... Jing"

Before she could finish her words, her lips were blocked.

Li Ji skillfully took off her coat, and when he looked up at her again, she had fallen asleep, lying on the bed with her eyes closed, not moving.

She slept comfortably, but some people felt very uncomfortable.

Li Ji pinched her cheeks and touched her elbows, but couldn't wake her up no matter what he did.

He was reluctant to use any strength.

Bu Ji was sleeping soundly and felt nothing.

Wang Huai was waiting outside the house, sitting side by side with Li'er, watching the stars and chatting.

There were several basins of water next to Li'er, waiting for the emperor to call for water so that he wouldn't have to make another trip to the well.

In just a cup of tea, the emperor came out of the room. The hot water in Li'er's hand had not yet cooled down, so she hurriedly took the basin and walked forward and asked.

"Your Majesty, the water is here. Do you need me to go in and wipe your body?"

Wang Huai had seen a lot of things and saw at a glance that the emperor was unsatisfied. He knew something was wrong, so he pulled Li'er aside before the emperor got angry.

"Take good care of your master."

Li Ji's face was dark when he said this, and he strode out of the Yikun Palace in big strides.

Wang Huai followed closely behind, not daring to ask, and just reported back.

"The Queen and the Prince have returned to the palace, and no one knows about the hot pot banquet tonight."

"In addition, the Empress Dowager personally took Concubine Jia to the Cining Palace to comfort her, and also gave her many gifts."

"As for Miss Yongning, she left the palace in a sedan chair before the evening."

......

"All right."

Li Ji's tone was impatient, and he obviously didn't want to hear this.

Wang Huai suddenly had an idea, and thought of the many concubines in the palace who had never served him in bed, so he whispered.

"Your Majesty, the Chuxiu Palace is just ahead. Concubine Shu should not have gone to bed yet. How about I go and tell her?"

"roll."

He didn't even catch up with the emperor and only heard this one word. He thought that the emperor didn't like Concubine Shu and disliked the smell of food on the empress.

"Oh, Your Majesty, look, it's Concubine Chun in front of us. What a coincidence."

Wang Huai was only thinking about pleasing the emperor and didn't care that Concubine Chun was only a dozen years old.

Li Ji looked over and his eyes became even colder. Chun Changzai was chasing the palace maid beside her like a child.

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"It seems that you want to retire from the palace."

Wang Huai was covered in cold sweat and spoke quickly.

"It is the slave who is crazy. It is the slave who is crazy."

"I am still young, and it is the best time for me to serve the emperor. I don't want to... I don't want to leave the palace."

The emperor's vision is really unpredictable. He doesn't want gentle women, nor does he want simple women. He only wants the smooth-talking Concubine Bu.