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

The bronze mirror in the servant's room was rough and old, and the reflections of people were blurry.

But no matter how blurry the reflection of her is, she still has such a slim figure and stunning beauty.

Fei Wan stretched out her hand and gently stroked her soft body inch by inch.

No matter how light the force is, some places will still hurt.

Those were the various hidden injuries caused by Yu Tingjin after returning to the Yu family.

There are no visible marks on the face, but it is actually very painful.

It hurts to move, sit or lie down.

But now, Fei Wan had to thank Yu Tingjin for being good at pretending and not revealing her injuries.

Otherwise, how can a body covered with scars and bruises attract men?

She has nothing.

Only this body can be used as a weapon.

Help her climb up and help her be invincible!

In this life, she will never again accept her fate and submit to whatever comes her way!

"what--"

"Your Majesty, please spare me. I am not talking nonsense..."

"My lady..."

The sun is warm outside the long window, and the summer sun is scorching.

Along with the sparse shadows of flowers and leaves coming in through the window was the muffled sound of the beating of the steward and palace maid Yun Cui, and her desperate pleas for mercy.

Fei Wan listened calmly, found a set of clothes, and put them on one by one in front of the mirror.

Yun Cui was Yu Tingjin's confidant and accomplice. Most of Fei Wan's injuries in her previous life were inflicted by Yun Cui at Yu Tingjin's behest.

In this life, she will slowly settle the score.

Settle it with Yun Cui, settle it with Yu Tingjin, and settle it with everyone who bullied her!

Of course, seducing the emperor was her basis for settling the score.

"Help me get two sets of clothes and some other things."

afternoon.

Fei Wan took a silver ingot that Yun Cui had hidden under the floor tiles in the office and found the eunuch who was buying goods and selling stolen goods for the palace servants and doing business with internal and external parties.

……

More than ten days passed like a flash.

The head of Chunxi Palace, Concubine Chun, is once again invited to serve the emperor in the imperial bedchamber.

The emperor would not come this time, so she had to go to Chenqian Palace by herself.

The fragrant carriage came rumbling and then slowly drove away.

Yu Tingjin brought Fei Wan into the emperor's bedroom.

After washing up, Fei Wan was left behind.

Yu Tingjin wanted to wait in the side hall.

There had never been such a precedent in the harem of the Daliang Dynasty where palace maids slept with the emperor and imperial concubines waited on him.

This is the special care the emperor gives to Yu Tingjin.

Taking pity on her injured body, he allowed her to bear a child through surrogacy.

As the "belly", Fei Wan was sent out of the palace directly after giving birth. Her name was not recorded at all, and she could not even get the lowest rank of ninth-grade dressing position.

This is a favor that Yu Tingjin is proud of.

But there was also the bitterness and grievance that had to be endured. If she were still healthy, how could Fei Wan have gotten away with it?

Before leaving, she raised her head coldly to Fei Wan, the two peach blossom pendants on her earlobes swaying and slapping her face, and whispered, "Be careful!"

She couldn't say much in front of the imperial palace maids, but Fei Wan knew what she meant.

She must serve the emperor well to satisfy him and not waste the opportunity to sleep with him that she gave up.

We can't let the emperor become overly obsessed. The situation like last time when he asked for water twice must never happen again.

It would be best to be sure of getting pregnant with a dragon heir, to avoid another incident.

Fei Wan squatted and saluted, timidly and respectfully.

"Please rest assured, Madam."

I'm sure nothing I do is to your liking.

After Yu Tingjin left, the emperor was still busy in the study. Only Fei Wan was left in the hall, along with two palace maids who were standing in the corner like wooden statues.

The room was quiet, and the smoke from the gilded coiled dragon Boshan stove curled up, emitting a light and lingering fragrance.

This fragrance is elegant and is exactly what the emperor likes.

Fei Wan was also wearing an elegant light blue palace skirt without any complicated decorations, except for a thin embroidered border on the cuffs and hems of the skirt, which made her look like a lotus in early summer, graceful and charming.

only……

Fei Wan sat down in front of the mirror under the window and wiped off all the makeup on her face.

"Pale cherry-colored rouge and rose-colored lip balm—these are the colors His Majesty praises the most. These rouges are all top-grade tributes from the Gaoyue Kingdom. I'll give them to you today!"

Before leaving, Yu Tingjin, in order to show her intention, took out her favorite things and used them to dress up Fei Wan, making her pale face look brighter.

It looks good.

But tonight is not the right time.

Fei Wan wet the handkerchief and wiped off the rouge bit by bit.

As soon as Xiao Yu stepped into the bedroom, he saw the back of a woman with long hair draped over her shoulders in front of the window.

Her black hair was simply tied up, and her slender waist was so thin that it could be held in one hand.

The candlelight flickered, and the faint shadow she cast on the wall was as light and graceful as she was.

There were many beauties in the harem of the Daliang Dynasty, both plump and thin, and there were also many beautiful women.

But it was the first time that Xiao Yu felt the fragility and softness of a feather on a woman.

It seemed as if a slight breeze could shatter her and make her disappear.

Xiao Yu was stunned, stopped for a moment, and then slowly walked over.

"His Majesty!"

Fei Wan stood up in panic, as if she had just seen the approaching emperor in a bronze mirror, took two steps back, and lowered her skirt.

The pale face only took a quick glance before he fell to the ground and kowtowed.

"Keep your head up."

The young emperor had a deep voice.

Fei Wan gently stood up, knelt on the ground, and showed her face.

The lotus is like a face and the willow is like an eyebrow.

This is a natural face with a hint of sadness.

The beauty is undeniable.

But the most attractive thing is the melancholy that hangs over the face like a veil of mist.

Long-lost memories are revived in my heart.

"You are……"

Xiao Yu paused, then came back to his senses, "The maid of Concubine Chun?"

The first time he had sex with her in Chunxi Palace, the candlelight was very dim and he could not see her face clearly.

Originally, the appearance of a maidservant who was used as a womb borrower was of no importance to him, but that night...

He memorized her body.

In the midst of busy government affairs these days, I occasionally have flashes of recollection.

Such a delicate and soft body is rare even in the harem.

"My name is Fei Wan. The sky is filled with crimson clouds, and the cherry blossoms are falling. I was born in the late spring evening."

Fei Wan's voice when she answered was very soft and thin.

As soft as her body.

With eyes downcast, he looked cautious.

"The sky is filled with crimson clouds, and the cherry blossoms are falling..."

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned.

My mind drifted away again.

When he looked at the person kneeling on the ground again, his expression, which had been gloomy all night, finally showed a hint of warmth.

"Get up."

"Yes."

Fei Wan stood up gently and followed Xiao Yu silently. Even her breathing was very light, as if she was a silent shadow.

Xiao Yu did not go to bed immediately. He drank a cup of calming soup and leaned on the couch to read a few pages of miscellaneous books.

Fei Wan stayed quietly by his side.

Don't take the initiative and don't speak.

Only when the imperial eunuch Cao Bin was serving him, would he lend a hand at the right moment, pass a handkerchief, or move a lamp.

After finishing, he stepped back, bowed his head and remained silent.

When Xiao Yu put down the book, the look in his eyes when he looked at her was gentle enough.

Fei Wan knew that she had made the right bet!

On this night in her previous life, she slept with the king for the second time and asked for his blessing tremblingly, fearing that she would be driven away. However, she ended up angering the king somehow.

The emperor's actions that time were very rough, causing her to be injured. After returning home, she was despised by Yu Tingjin as useless, and was beaten and starved. She suffered a lot for a while.

Later she slowly learned some things.

Today is the anniversary of the emperor's mother's death.

It is said that the concubine who was not favored during the previous emperor's reign died of illness.

But there are many secrets in the palace, and who knows how she died?

The emperor of this night in his previous life was obviously harboring resentment, and he vented it cruelly, using her as a tool to vent his anger.

There must be something hidden in it.

Fei Wan is not yet capable of finding out the hidden truth. She just knows that a man in sorrow and anger needs quiet comfort and companionship the most.

She was as lowly as an ant and had no family to rely on.

Beauty blooms and fades like a flower, and the emperor's favor is fleeting. Her body and beauty can only arouse the emperor's temporary interest.

Bit by bit, she took deep roots in the emperor's heart, and only then could she gain a long-term foothold in this cannibalistic palace.

"Your Majesty, are you ready to rest?"

The moment the man stood up from the couch, Fei Wan stepped forward and asked shyly but respectfully.

Not rushing, nor eager.

Just asking gently.

Everything is arranged by the other party.

Her eyes, misty and clear, glanced at the emperor quickly before retracting and lowering her head. Her slender white neck was gracefully bent like a swan at the collar, and was also shyly stained with a light layer of pink.

The man looked at her gentle profile, his gaze gradually deepening.