The Self-cultivation of a Salted Fish Concubine

During the meal, Concubine Han was also very enthusiastic. Her charming eyes were filled with tenderness and moved over King Jing several times.

King Jing felt a surge of heat in his body when she looked at him.

However, he always remembered what the princess said, and thought that he was a little restless because he had not been to the backyard for too long.

He drank a glass of wine, trying to suppress the restlessness in his body, and kept a calm expression.

He was able to keep his composure, but Han Shiqie was a little unstable.

She was also very bold today.

The fragrance on her body has a slight aphrodisiac effect, and there is nothing strange about smelling it alone.

But if it is combined with the good medicine in the soup, it will quietly arouse a man's desire.

This prescription was specially found for her by her mother, and was originally intended to be used on the person in the palace.

Now, when used on King Jing, it seems to have no effect at all.

Concubine Han kept smiling, but she became more and more anxious.

They had just finished their meal, and she didn't want to drag King Jing directly to the bedroom.

I was afraid that being too hasty would arouse King Jing's suspicion.

With a turn of her eyes, Han Shiqi smiled and said, "Your Highness, I just got a painting. I have nothing to do after dinner. Why don't we go appreciate it together?"

King Jing was now full of arrogance and was very tolerant of his woman. "I will do as you say."

The two came to the study.

The maids lit lamps one by one.

Concubine Han calmly found the painting and unfolded it on the table.

Each of her movements was exceptionally graceful, and she quietly revealed a touch of charm and elegance, seducing people silently.

Unfortunately, King Jing seemed to be in a really bad mood today and had a stern face the whole time.

Concubine Han even suspected that King Jing was too tired during this period and was powerless?

King Jing stood beside the desk, carefully examining the painting. "Is this Shi Fangyun's "Watching the Geese"?

"He hasn't painted in years. Where did you get this?"

Concubine Han smiled and said, "My father and Shi Zhongcheng were good friends from the same hometown. But later, my father joined the army and Shi Zhongcheng became an official in the Censorate, so they rarely interacted."

Shi Fangyun was a famous painter of the time. Because he served as the Chief Censor, people called him Shi Zhongcheng.

"He retired and returned to his hometown a few years ago. He passed through Jiangzhou and stayed at my house for a few days. He left behind several paintings."

"I heard that the prince loved painting, so I begged my father to give me one of his paintings as a dowry."

King Jing nodded slightly. "I vaguely heard that Shi Fangyun was from Jiangzhou. I didn't know he was acquainted with your father."

Concubine Han smiled and didn't respond.

She said gently, "Is it getting dark, Your Majesty? Should I add a few more lamps?"

King Jing really loved painting. His attention was caught by the painting view in front of him, and he nodded casually.

Concubine Han walked to the side and slowly lit a few candles.

She picked up another one and took it to the desk.

The dim light flickered and fell on the exposed white wrist of Han Shiqi, making it look even whiter and more charming than snow.

The red candle burns, and the smoke, so thin that it is difficult to see with the naked eye, slowly drifts away, quietly penetrates into people's noses, and bewitches people's minds.

King Jing was bewitched by a piece of snow-white wrist from his concubine Han.

His eyes were fixed on her hand, then moved up along her hand to the affectionate and charming cheek of Concubine Han.

There is a fire burning quietly in my body.

King Jing was somewhat tempted, but his mind was full of what the princess said on the winter solstice.

King Jing did not think that it was the princess's advice, but rather a mockery.

At that time, King Jing was justified in his anger.

For several women who were pregnant, he just went to visit them and never did anything else, and he was quite proud of it.

If I break my vow for Concubine Han now, wouldn’t I be slapping myself in the face?

How could he still have the nerve to be angry with the princess?

Besides, Concubine Han is not even pregnant yet, so he doesn't need to be so impatient.

Thinking of this, King Jing's mind became a little clearer.

Han Shiqie's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Her eyes swept across the candlelight on the table intentionally or unintentionally, and she was secretly anxious.

This is her last resort.

Why hasn't King Jing made any move yet?

She didn't dare use those fierce folk remedies because they were too easy to be exposed.

Thinking of this, Han Shiqi no longer sat there waiting for death. She pretended to serve tea, but accidentally tripped and her weak and boneless body happened to sit in King Jing's arms.

Before she could make another move, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Eunuch Shi'an: "Your Highness... Concubine Wan has something to ask for!"

When King Jing was interrupted, most of his energy subsided and he immediately regained his composure.

He helped Concubine Han up and said, "Serving tea and water is something the little girls should do. You're pregnant, and it's not worth it to get hurt."

When he said this, King Jing's eyes were very clear, no longer having the deep and fiery look from before.

At this moment, Concubine Han wanted to skin Wan Linlang alive.

She had to grit her teeth and explain: "I just thought it was a matter of convenience. I won't do it again next time."

King Jing no longer listened to her and shouted with an unhappy look on his face, "Come in and answer."

Eunuch Shi'an pushed the door open and came in.

King Jing had no good impression of Wan Linlang at all, but when he heard that she wanted to see him, he felt relieved for some reason.

Of course, it still wasn’t very satisfying afterwards.

Mainly because when King Jing heard Wan Linlang's name, he thought of the incident in which he was drugged.

King Jing: "What is she doing here?"

Eunuch Shi'an: "Master Wan said she has something important to tell Your Highness. I beg Your Highness to see her for the sake of our past friendship."

The original favor referred to the contribution made by Concubine Wan to King Jing in providing disaster relief.

Because of this contribution, King Jing promised her the position of concubine, which made things even.

However, King Jing still remembered some of her feelings in his heart.

He lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in them, "Ask her in."

Concubine Han's carefully prepared plan had not yet succeeded when it was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Concubine Wan.

She was extremely unwilling.

But in this situation, she couldn't stay any longer.

She picked up the candle on the table and put it aside. "Your Highness, I will not disturb you and Sister Wan from talking for now."

King Jing nodded slightly and said nothing to persuade him to stay.

Before leaving, she glanced at the red candle in the corner, then looked away.

She moved lightly and left the study.

Wan Linlang was also gambling outside the study.

She knew that King Jing was not a completely cold-hearted man.

When she gave the prescription for treating the epidemic in Mizhou, King Jing must have still thought of her well.

Otherwise, her life in the backyard would be as miserable as Concubine Lu's.

But Wan Linlang also knew that this little bit of favor could not be squandered. It would be gone after being used once, so it had to be used wisely.

She had been silent for several months just to wait for this day!

Hearing that the prince was willing to see her, Wan Linlang became excited and couldn't help but raise her chin.

She has already won half of the bet!