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

After knowing the real reason why she disappeared at birth, Fei Wan became more determined.

The world really needs to change.

Those in power are despicable and treat those under them like grass.

Even someone like Yu Zhong, who had read books of sages since childhood, talked about serving the country and the people, and emphasized benevolence, righteousness, and morality all day long, would still use any means to cover up the truth and oppress innocent people for the sake of power, desire, and upward mobility.

Not to mention the old-fashioned vested interests who have no sense of morality and are obsessed with power and interests?

For example, Madam Yu and her family, though not high-ranking officials, were local tyrants with complex connections and deep-rooted influence. They engaged in vile acts of exploiting the people and blocking the path to advancement for the poor, yet they constantly complained about their fate, feeling that they had suffered great injustice and that they were far less well-off than high-ranking officials like Yu Zhong and the powerful and influential people of the Zhenguo Mansion.

Take the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, for example. For generations, the family was aristocratic and wealthy, and they were notorious for bullying men and women. While on tour of the capital on behalf of the emperor, he could easily cause a death by seizing a commoner's woman. The incident, despite all the drama, was merely a bargaining chip used by the emperor to balance power and contain him. By the time the Duke of Zhenguo regained his footing in the court, the matter had long since faded, and the victim's family had been buried in the dust. Who would have paid any attention to it?

Empress Yan always had a clear distinction between rewards and punishments for her palace servants: generous rewards and harsh punishments. Her confidence and habit of wantonly beating and scolding her subordinates stemmed from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. Where did her money come from, her extravagant spending? Was it earned by the Yan family, sweating and toiling in the fields under the sun?

These upper-class people take everything from the people, including their needle and thread, drink and food.

But they hold power and feel at ease oppressing their parents who provide them with food and clothing.

Who gave them the courage?

emperor!

The court!

The system of monarch, ministers, and fathers and sons has existed since ancient times!

A sage book that promotes the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues!

Fei Wan sat at her dressing table, facing the clear, bright mirror, painting her lips a vibrant red and her eyebrows a vibrant green. Her hair was combed neatly and charmingly, her clothes luxurious and elegant, and she was dressed in every detail, looking like a true imperial concubine.

The resentment in his heart and the sharpness in his eyes were all suppressed.

I practiced a slight frown and smile in front of the mirror.

He got up and went to Chenqian Palace.

Before going out, I used perfume again to make the elegant scent more lingering.

"Your Majesty, I am late because I felt a little dizzy after getting up early. Please forgive me."

When they met in the imperial study, Fei Wan was the first to confess his crime.

This made the emperor very worried.

"How are you feeling now, Wanwan? Have you called the imperial physician?"

"This is an old ailment of mine, a root of my old illness. It will heal once I'm well. There's no need to call the imperial physician every time. If the imperial physician were to come to Chunxi Palace every day, and the air was filled with the odor of medicine, it would only make people think that Your Majesty is unfit as a concubine. I don't want people to laugh at Your Majesty."

"Let me see who dares to laugh at me!"

The emperor ordered the palace servants to call the imperial physician, but Fei Wan stopped him.

"It's not that I want to reject your Majesty's reply, but your Majesty hasn't recovered yet, and I've come to you to summon the imperial physician. This is truly inappropriate. I'd rather do my work for you first. If you still feel unwell later, you can return to Chunxi Palace to summon the imperial physician."

Fei Wan's cleverness and understanding, always considering him, greatly pleased the emperor.

So the palace maids were dismissed, and the emperor rested on the couch, while Fei Wan sat at the desk and reviewed memorials.

It was inconvenient for her to sit on the dragon throne, so she placed a brocade stool next to the throne, covered with a thick brocade cushion, and lowered her head to read the memorial carefully.

If there is a first time, there will be a second time.

She had expected it.

The emperor has been feeling ill recently and has not been in good spirits. After resuming the morning court session, getting up early every day to attend court made him feel even more tired.

So he secretly called Fei Wan to help review the memorials.

The first memorial approved by Fei Wan was sent back to the cabinet, and no one found anything wrong with it, so the emperor felt at ease and continued to use Fei Wan.

In his opinion, this is much safer than leaving government affairs to court officials or having the eunuchs approve documents on his behalf.

After all, a concubine who was born as a palace maid was gentle and graceful, and regarded him as her heaven. It was impossible for her to seize power from him, nor was it possible for her to block the channels of communication inside and outside the palace.

Even if that day really comes, she will be restless.

Now there is Lu Guinian who has always disliked her. He can impeach her and prevent her from turning over.

"Zhao Qing, you are so beautiful when you are serious."

The emperor supported his chin with his hand, leaned sideways on the pillow, and praised casually.

Fei Wan raised her eyes shyly and smiled shyly. Her gentle eyes were like the water in a pond in early spring, and she looked very cute.

She lowered her head and picked up her pen again, but the emperor felt a little itchy.

"Wanwan, how long has it been since you last slept with me? Do you miss me?"

"Your Majesty, please do not speak inappropriately."

Fei Wan's face flushed immediately, and she didn't even raise her head, only reading the memorial attentively. This made the emperor think that she was too shy to hide her feelings, so she deliberately didn't dare to look at him.

He stood up and walked forward.

He hugged Fei Wan from behind and spoke in her ear.

The hot breath sprayed on Fei Wan's skin, with a strong masculine scent. She couldn't help but regret that she used too much perfume when she came, which made the emperor eager to move in advance.

It is a special recipe, with ingredients added when making the floral dew, which will make people feel emotional.

Because the scent is so light, it is difficult to detect.

Fei Wan had taken some restraining medicine in advance, so she was fine, but the emperor and she had been in the same room for a long time, and the windows were not opened for ventilation in winter, so she got infected.

But this was what she prepared for the emperor and He Shuangying.

He Shuangying will be here later and is probably on the way now. I didn't expect the emperor to make a move at this time.

"His Majesty……"

In the blink of an eye, the man's warm big hand had already touched her waist.

Trying to search up and down.

Fei Wan pretended to dodge, and the next moment, he drew a big slash on the memorial with the red pen in his hand, destroying the entire memorial.

"Oh! Your Majesty, look at this, what should we do..."

She stood up in panic, pushed the emperor away, and hurriedly picked up the memorial.

The emperor didn't care.

It's dirty, so it's dirty. He was sick and had no strength when reviewing the memorials. What's the problem with it if he accidentally made a dirty scratch on the memorial?

"This is a memorial from Lord Lu Guinian!"

Fei Wan's next words made the emperor jump.

Folding notes from the Year of the Tortoise...

Are you afraid that he will scold you if you get it dirty?

Although it's not a big deal, it's uncomfortable to be reminded by him.

The emperor's eager heart was temporarily suspended.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the hall.

It was He Shuangying's all-too-familiar cry of grievance.

There was also the voice of Concubine Hui.

Soon, Cao Bin came in to report.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Hui has come to pay her respects, and...she has brought He with her."

If it were someone else, the emperor would still let her go back.

But Hui Fei had rarely gone out since she recovered from her injuries. Now that she suddenly came to pay her respects, how could the emperor chase her away?

So he asked Fei Wan to help him tidy up his clothes, took away the stool next to the dragon throne, and sat on the dragon throne himself, pretending to be reviewing memorials.

Fei Wan, on the other hand, was grinding ink with an inkstone beside her.

Xuan met Concubine Hui.

Concubine Hui came in holding He Shuangying's collar.