Female-male sex: Salted fish forced to rise to prominence

On the other side, the emperor and Prince Ye, along with a group of followers, had arrived in front of the Cining Palace.

"Mother, your son has come to pay his respects to you!" Before even entering the palace, the emperor and Prince Ye, the two brothers, spoke in unison as if they had telepathy.

Queen Murong Xue, who was a step behind, was not in a hurry. She gracefully stepped over the threshold and respectfully bowed to the Empress Dowager, who had been waiting for a long time sitting in the main seat. Then, in her gentle and soft voice, she said, "Mother, your daughter-in-law also pays her respects to you."

Following the queen, many eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground and performed the ceremony of homage.

"No need to be polite, please sit down and serve tea." A majestic and powerful voice came from above.

At the command, palace maids immediately came in one after another with tea cups and respectfully served tea to their masters one by one.

Since ancient times, the left has been respected and the right has been inferior.

So, the Emperor and Empress naturally sat down to the left of the Empress Dowager, while Prince Ye sat opposite them. Jingde, Jinchai, and Yinchai stood behind their respective masters.

Only Prince Ye entered the palace today, with no one behind him, which made people feel depressed. He sat elegantly in his seat, holding the teacup in one hand, and using the other beautiful and bony fingers to lift the tea lid, smelling the fragrance emanating from the tea. The simple movements looked very noble in his hands.

He knew this must be the Xianzhi Bamboo Tip tea, which is unique to the area near Moon Peak and has a rich aroma when brewed. Because the mountain is so high and the tea tree grows on the cliffs, it is extremely rare.

The tea leaves are flat, straight and pointed, and the tea soup is bright green.

He took a sip of the tea and found it was indeed pure, mellow and elegant, with a fragrance that filled the air, which was indescribably wonderful.

Prince Ye felt that his mother really loved him. She had collected such rare things for him. He would ask his mother for some later.

He was enjoying the tea, immersed in it, when he heard the Empress Dowager, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly say, "Zer, you are such a heartless person. After returning to the capital, you don't even come to visit my old mother often!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Ye looked up at his mother, the Queen Mother, who was sitting on the throne. Since the death of his father, she began to believe in Taoism and wear Taoist robes.

Today, as usual, she disliked elaborate palace attire. She wore a blue embroidered cross-collared Taoist robe, her hair tied up in a hunyuan bun, a common Taoist style, with a wooden hairpin. Although she was already at the age of knowing her destiny, she had not a single gray hair and remained elegant and graceful. This attire gave her an air of immortality.

Prince Ye immediately took the initiative to admit his mistake and said: "It's all my son's fault."

Prince Ye was very familiar with this. If his mother said it was his fault, then it was his fault. If his mother scolded him, he should answer her, otherwise he would face an even stronger storm. This was what his father had taught him when he was still alive, and he had always kept it in mind.

So, no matter whether he had just sent someone to deliver precious shark fins from the East China Sea a few days ago, or sent the golden bird's nest unique to the South a month ago.

A statue of the Queen Mother of the West was specially delivered a few months ago. It took half a year to make, and more than a dozen top craftsmen worked day and night to carve and polish it. The statue was made of a large piece of neat Hetian mutton-fat white jade. The whole body was as lustrous as solidified fat, pure white and flawless, without a single blemish.

He spent several years searching for this piece of raw jade.

The Empress Dowager was deliberately looking for a reason to make trouble, but who would have thought that the cunning Second Prince would admit his mistakes in such an astonishing manner that she could not find any reason to make trouble at all.

Humph, my son didn't take the bait! But it doesn't matter, she naturally has other ways to deal with him. So, the Queen Mother followed up the conversation and said, "Since that's the case, then I will punish you by requiring you to visit me in the palace every five days."

Upon hearing this, Prince Ye's face instantly hardened. It wasn't because he was unfilial, but rather, if he really had to go to the palace every five days, how would he travel and study? Furthermore, he wanted to savor the four seasons of life, so each trip would take at least a month!

As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his mother. With just this simple sentence, she easily found her son's weakness.

At this moment, Prince Ye was helpless with his old mother. He could only look at his brother sitting opposite him with his narrow and sharp phoenix eyes as if asking for help. He seemed to be afraid that the other party did not notice his gaze, and even blinked a few times.

Meanwhile, the Emperor keenly noticed his brother's pleading gaze and stepped forward with a smile, saying, "Mother, my brother has just taken over some of the government affairs and is truly unable to spare any time.

How about we change it to visiting the palace once every two weeks to accompany you, would that be more appropriate?"

He couldn't just follow his brother's wishes. If he went out to travel for months at a time, how could he... "dark web" shirk the blame? Half a month was just enough for him to travel around the capital.

Prince Ye, who still didn't understand his brother's thoughts, still felt that his brother was more capable and that half a month was better than five days.

The Empress Dowager pretended to be angry, snorted lightly, and did not answer.

The Queen was just about to say something to comfort the Queen Mother when she heard a flurry of footsteps outside. Her eyes darkened and she thought to herself, here they come.

Fu Zhu entered the hall and said, "Greetings to the Emperor, the Empress, and the Prince." He first bowed to his masters and then reported to his own master, "Empress Dowager, the young ladies who came to appreciate the flowers have arrived."

Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager immediately raised her lips and said, "Quick... please invite them in."

This bastard, she had clearly arranged everything well. She wanted to enjoy the peach blossoms and beauties at the same time. It would be better if she could pick one as soon as possible so that this old lady who was about to die could hold a fat grandson in her arms as soon as possible.

Thinking of the incompetent Jingde, she was furious. She glanced at Eunuch Jingde behind the emperor. Jingde subconsciously felt a chill on his neck. It was over, it was over. He lowered his head quickly, fearing that he would receive the empress dowager's sharp and terrifying gaze again.

Only the emperor seemed to have sensed something unusual.

Mother, what's going on? Are you going to choose a princess for my younger brother again?

One after another, graceful figures entered the hall in an orderly manner like swimming fish. The tenderness, youthfulness and vigor unique to these young women were like a fresh spring breeze blowing across one's face, making one feel relaxed and happy and brightening their eyes.

The Queen Mother gazed at these energetic younger generations with great joy. Perhaps because she was old, she always had a special fondness for such energetic young people.

Many women bowed their heads in unison, knelt down and kowtowed to the honorable Empress Dowager, Emperor, Queen and Prince above them, and greeted them in unison.

The Empress Dowager smiled kindly and said slowly, "Get up quickly! Someone, please give me a seat and bring me some more tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace maids seemed to have made all the necessary preparations. They skillfully arranged the tables and chairs, and then respectfully invited the guests to take their seats in turn.

At this moment, a barely perceptible glimmer of vigilance flashed across Prince Ye's charming almond-shaped eyes, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

He thought to himself that this banquet might not be as simple as it seemed, and it was very likely aimed at him.

No wonder his mother couldn't wait to attack him before he even sat down firmly. She must have wanted to seize the initiative and catch him off guard.

Although the queen knew that her mother-in-law's move was most likely to select a princess for her younger brother, Prince Ye, when she saw so many beautiful and young women with her own eyes, she still couldn't suppress a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.

She couldn't help but rub her fingers gently, trying to calm the waves in her heart.

Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly felt a warm current coming from her hand. It turned out to be His Majesty's broad and powerful palm, tightly wrapping her delicate hand.

Because the wide sleeves they wore served to conceal the movement, other people were unable to notice the subtle movement at all.

She slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the elegantly dressed man beside her. Compared to the handsome Prince Ye, His Majesty might not be considered particularly handsome, but the ultimate composure and mature masculine charm he exuded was unmatched.

At this moment, His Majesty was gazing at her with eyes full of comfort, as if telling her: "Don't be afraid, I am here to take care of everything." Then, His Majesty gently patted her hands, and then slowly retracted his sleeves.

This series of gentle and thoughtful gestures made the Queen feel extremely conflicted. On the one hand, she was deeply moved by His Majesty's care; on the other hand, she felt full of guilt because she had been in the palace for more than ten years and still had not been able to bear a child for His Majesty.

She knew very well that as the queen, she shouldered the heavy responsibility of continuing the royal bloodline, but she had not been able to accomplish her mission so far, and she was really ashamed of His Majesty's love.

Looking back over the years, Your Majesty has been diligently governing the country, and has only established her as the queen in this huge harem.

Such deep affection remained unchanged after so many years. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel deeply moved and felt that she should be grateful and content with the status quo.

When she once again cast her gaze upon the many women present, she secretly thought to herself that if the emperor really took a fancy to one of these beauties, she would definitely show a broad mind and accept it all calmly.

After all, as the mother of a country, she should put the overall situation first and not be sentimental anymore.