The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

"Your Majesty, please don't say anything yet, Sister Wu. I think I have guessed it."

Seeing that Wu Xiangrong was about to cry, Fei Wan knew that the answer to the riddle was probably difficult to give, so she quickly made one up.

Xiao Yu said "Oh?", very interested. "Then Zhao Qing, tell me, what is the answer to the riddle? Everyone, stand up and speak."

Fei Wan stood up reluctantly, glanced at the emperor tenderly, and helped Wu Xiangrong who was beside her to stand up.

"A rooster and a hen, guess six words. Based on what my sister just said, it's probably - this time there are still two chickens."

Zhishu, beside him, drew inferences from the previous instance, her face flushed with drunkenness, her smile as light as a springtime crabapple blossom in the breeze: "Then you can guess: why are there two chickens again?"

Although Qiu Changzai was shy, she was laughing so hard that her whole body was shaking.

Covering his mouth, he continued with another six words: "Just stew it and eat it!"

Wu Xiangrong was rescued by everyone, and she went from being trembling with fear to being greatly relieved. Her train of thought immediately caught up with the others, and she blurted out the same six words: "Next time, guess something else."

Xiao Yu clapped his hands and laughed, looking at the beauties in front of him who were speaking wittily. They were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with its own charm, and he couldn't help feeling very happy.

He called Zhishu to accompany him, but was told to wait a while. He was unhappy but also curious about what it would be like for them to get together for a party.

So he refused to wait and came by himself.

Without letting anyone know, I stood outside the window in the night, listening to the laughter and joyful chatter inside, and the initial unhappiness disappeared.

After hearing Wu Xiangrong's jokes, I felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Those stubborn censors always say that it is inappropriate for him to favor palace maids, but they don’t even look at how interesting and lovely those beauties are.

All the court officials have concubines in their houses, yet they are controlling him!

"Counting all the concubines in the palace, from the empress and the virtuous concubines to the court ladies and dressers, you guys are the most cunning!" Xiao Yu sighed with a smile.

"His Majesty thinks we are cunning, Sister Zhao, let's disperse quickly to avoid upsetting His Majesty." Zhishu Qingqing smiled faintly.

Fei Wan bowed aggrievedly: "That's right, I'll take my leave and go back to Guanlan Courtyard."

Wu Xiangrong and Qiu Changzai didn't dare to say that, but they followed Fei Wan and Zhishu out of the hall and bowed and said goodbye.

"stop!"

Xiao Yu's face darkened.

Fei Wan led a few people and looked back sadly, all of them looking timid and aggrieved.

"How dare you leave me here? Do you still regard me as the emperor? Come back and accept your punishment!"

"I wonder what punishment Your Majesty wants to give us?" Fei Wan lowered her head timidly, her eyes slanting.

"Everyone has to drink three glasses of wine!" Xiao Yu said with a stern face.

The smile on his lips couldn't be hidden.

Which man can resist when several beauties act coquettishly and foolishly together?

Fei Wan walked over gracefully, poured a glass of wine, and placed it to his lips: "I am not very good at drinking, so Your Majesty, could you please drink this glass for me?"

The injured hand is hidden in the sleeve, while the other hand is as slender as jade, holding the cup delicately. The white magnolia embroidered with silver thread on the cuff is beautiful and stretched, and each petal is swaying with the love of youth.

Like her lingering eyes at this moment.

Xiao Yu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he opened his mouth and drank the whole glass of wine from Fei Wan's hand.

Fei Wan curved her lips and smiled, as soft as silk, and helped the emperor sit in the main seat at the banquet and poured another glass.

"Your Majesty, how can you just punish me with wine? Sister Qiu is a good dancer, so I'd better punish her with a dance. Sister Wu and Sister Ying can't be lazy either. Only when they can make His Majesty happy will we consider our apology complete. Your Majesty, don't you agree?"

"What Zhaoqing said is very reasonable."

Xiao Yu took the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp again.

I just feel extremely happy.

The recent anxiety and tension caused by the Empress Dowager's affairs have been greatly relieved.

He reached out, grabbed Fei Wan's wrist, and pulled her to sit next to him.

"I will dance a song 'Shao Guang Man' to apologize to Your Majesty." Qiu Changzai smiled and bowed.

She was a little reserved and not used to joking with the emperor like this, but she was also excited to "seek death" with her sisters.

It's an experience I've never had before.

Zhishu's expression remained calm as she instructed her maid to call two musicians from the palace's music bureau. "Sister Qiu, please wait for the musicians to play before dancing. Now, allow me to perform my ugly dance."

She asked Wu Xiangrong to pick a flower leaf from the yard and played the tune she had just played again.

Wu Xiangrong cheered up and played the instrument carefully.

Of course, it sounds better than when I played with it just now.

Zhishu sang a tea-picking song in tune with her rhythm.

"A wisp of fragrance in the cup, a few trees with fragrant buds, before the rain, go into the mountains, not afraid of the high mountains and long roads to the village, singing like drunkenness, laughing clear, people are busy in the fog on the mountain top..."

The fresh and unique folk songs are more lively than the Yuefu poems that people are used to hearing in the palace.

Although her singing skills were not necessarily that good, Zhishu's voice was clear and charming, and she and the song were so integrated that the emperor was mesmerized and couldn't help but reach out and tap the beat with his knuckles on the table.

Fei Wan gave him a look.

Xiangyi understood what was going on, and immediately took the maids to quickly and swiftly replace the wine and food bowls and dishes, and brought up new ones. She also sent the fastest eunuch, Xiao Mazi, to take money and run to the kitchen to have new wine and food brought up.

The kitchen steward's words proved true. Within a quarter of an hour, eight freshly cooked dishes and eight bowls were quickly delivered to Chunxi Palace.

Because the emperor was attending the banquet, the dishes were of even higher quality than before, and a jar of new imperial wine was also served.

The musicians also arrived.

Then, with the sounds of stringed instruments and graceful singing and dancing, the four of them accompanied the emperor in feasting and having fun until three o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Yu was drunk.

It was getting late, Fei Wan persuaded him to go back and asked Zhishu to see him off.

Xiao Yu just waved his hand: "I'll rest here."

Zhishu smiled at Feiwan, without any dissatisfaction about being interrupted from sleeping with her. After a few jokes, she said goodbye and left with Wu Xiangrong Qiuchang.

After the banquet was over and the emperor had bathed and smoked with incense, Fei Wan sat with him on the wide bed, wearing thin nightgown and rubbing her ears against his.

The emperor drank, his handsome face flushed slightly, and his breath was filled with the lingering aroma of wine. His drunken behavior was more intense than usual. Before drifting off to sleep, Fei Wan heard him mumble, "It would be wonderful if every day could be as joyful as tonight..."

I woke up in the middle of the night and heard a strong wind outside, with leaves rustling.

The gauze curtains did not move at all, probably because the palace maids had already closed the windows when the wind started.

A candle burned all night in the corner of the room, and the light in the tent was dim. Fei Wan glanced sideways and saw the man next to her sleeping soundly, and remembered what he said before he went to bed.

Are you happy every day like tonight?

Who wouldn’t want that?

Fei Wan chuckled softly. "If you hadn't come, we sisters would have been very happy."

But now that you're here, we have no choice but to stop being happy ourselves and pretend to be happy to make you happy.

She got up quietly, put on her clothes and sat in front of the dressing table.

Not long after, the emperor's lazy voice came from behind: "Zhao Qing... Wanwan, why don't you sleep?"

"I will go to sleep now."

Fei Wan stood up hurriedly, walked quickly back to the couch, and explained with a smile that she went to the toilet and couldn't sleep, so she sat for a while.

"...I didn't mean to disturb Your Majesty's sweet dreams."

Xiao Yu's sleepy eyes gradually cleared up: "Why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry..."

"The tears haven't been wiped away yet."

Xiao Yu sat up, and Fei Wan quickly took a thin quilt and put it on him.

"Concubine..."

"But is it about the letter from the Yu family?" Xiao Yu looked insightful.

"How did your Majesty know?!"

Fei Wan was just surprised, and looked too sad to speak out.

But she herself arranged for the palace maids to gossip quietly in the corridor, and the emperor who was changing clothes during the banquet "accidentally" heard it.

If the emperor didn't come tonight, she hadn't figured out how to complain inconspicuously, but this was just like sending it right to her doorstep.

She wanted the status of a minister's daughter, and she had to get it!

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for laughing. It was my own fault..." Fei Wan lowered her head, tears dripping onto the soft quilt, soaking it all over. "Lord Yu treated me very well. He even gave me five hundred taels of silver along with the letter. We were master and servant, so we've fulfilled our bond."

She tried to comfort him softly, but the emperor's expression became increasingly gloomy.