The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

In the third year of Jingtai, Chuxiu Palace.

The spring rain fell all night long. On the steps and in the courtyard, countless withered flowers fell into the mud. A flash of lightning broke through the darkness, and a short cry was heard in the warm room.

"Are you startled?" Qi Junyi was awakened by the screams. Without opening his eyes, he patted the person in his arms and soothed him, "It's just a spring thunder. Go back to sleep."

The voice was cold, yet the tone was gentle and soft. It was a voice Jiang Lingyue was very familiar with. She seemed to be stunned, staring blankly at the man in front of her with his eyes closed...

She's not dead?

No, no!

The feeling of death was so real, she couldn't have not died.

Besides...

Moreover, the face before him did not look like that of the emperor who was approaching thirty and whose majesty was growing stronger. Instead, it gradually resembled the new emperor when he first entered the palace...

Jiang Lingyue felt that she was dreaming for a moment, and then suspected that it was an illusion of the afterlife.

Amidst her thoughts, she paused and reached out to touch the jaw of the man in front of her.

Soon her wrist was grabbed. Jiang Lingyue raised her eyes and saw that the man's tightly closed eyes had opened at some point and he was looking at her with his eyelids drooping.

The moment their eyes met, her mind exploded.

"What's wrong?" Qi Junyi frowned slightly and whispered, "Are you scared by the thunder?"

Jiang Lingyue was a bit dazed, not knowing what was happening. However, after several years in the harem, her body instinctively responded. She lowered her head to avoid his probing gaze and replied, "It's because I'm useless. When I was in the boudoir, I was most afraid of thunder."

The two of them were already hugging each other, and when she lowered her head, she buried herself directly in his arms.

Qi Junyi reached out and clasped her shoulders, saying, "I'm here, you don't have to be afraid."

The hand on her shoulder patted gently, as if coaxing a child. Her whole body was surrounded by the fresh scent of ambergris. Jiang Lingyue lay in his arms, her mind a mess.

Although she couldn't figure out whether all this was an illusion, she knew that she couldn't let people around her notice that something was wrong with her, so she didn't say a word and didn't dare to move.

After a long time, the girl in his arms breathed deeply and fell asleep again. Qi Junyi slowly stopped moving. Worried that she would feel suffocated sleeping like this, he reached out and touched her chin, then lowered his eyes to look at her.

The girl was sleeping soundly, her rosy face still a bit childish, her long and thick eyelashes fell obediently on her eyelids, her lips were rosy, and she looked in great shape, completely different from the pale and sickly face in her memory.

Qi Junyi looked at her quietly for a while, his eyes were deep and complex, making it difficult to discern the emotions in them. Finally, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

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Jiang Lingyue slept soundly that night, which she hadn't felt in a long time. Even after being woken up by the rustling sound, she was still full of energy and had a clear mind.

Through layers of curtains, she looked at the man in a bright yellow dragon robe, who was being helped to wash by the eunuchs.

Five years is neither long nor short, but it is the difference between twenty-two and twenty-seven.

With the morning light coming in through the window, she could confirm that the man in front of her was still in his early twenties.

And she...

Jiang Lingyue looked into the room. The familiar yet unfamiliar furnishings startled her so much that she pinched her palm again.

As she frowned in pain, the bed curtain was lifted by a hand with slender knuckles, and that handsome face appeared before her eyes.

"Awake?" Qi Junyi smiled, reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ears, then leaned over and asked, "Do you have a title you like?"

Jiang Lingyue was stunned for a moment, her pupils slowly dilating. Before she could think of what to say, she heard the person in front of her continue, "My beloved, do you want to choose for yourself, or do you want me to choose for you?"

Finally she realized that he wanted to promote her and give her a title.

Titles were precious in the Jingtai Dynasty. Currently, there are only three first-rank concubines in the harem without any titles. In her previous life, she was given the title of Chen when she was promoted to a noble concubine.

But looking at the layout of this room, it was clearly the side hall of Chuxiu Palace where she had lived when she first entered the palace, and at this time she was just a little Baolin...

In her previous life, when she was conferred the title of Talented Lady, she was only promoted from Jiang Baolin to Jiang Talented Lady. She never had any title at all.

The girl on the couch didn't speak for a long time. Qi Junyi frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Lingyue suddenly came back to her senses, "I was overjoyed at the moment, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

After saying this, she blinked, stretched out her arms to climb his neck, and said softly, "As for the title, as long as it is chosen by Your Majesty, I like it."

Qi Junyi was stunned by her active embrace and quickly held her shoulders. "But you haven't woken up yet. If you're tired, just sleep a little longer."

Outside, breakfast has been prepared.

Jiang Lingyue smiled and shook her head: "Your Majesty is considerate, but I cannot rely on your favor to become arrogant."

In the Dahan Dynasty, only the queen of a palace was qualified to have the emperor stay overnight. Other concubines of lower ranks who served the emperor were carried into the Chengming Palace in sedan chairs and carried out after the emperor was done.

It was not proper for the emperor to stay overnight in a small Baolin, let alone he clearly wanted to have breakfast here.

It is not reasonable for a concubine to continue resting on the bed while the emperor is having a meal. She is the Imperial Concubine Chen who gasps for breath after every two steps.

Jiang Lingyue stood up with the help of her elbows. When she saw the faces of Jinshu and Jinyu, who were waiting beside her and looked several years younger than her, she paused for a moment and quickly returned to normal.

After five years in the deep palace, staying by his side, she had learned how to quickly control her emotions so as not to let others notice any clues.

After she had tied her hair into a simple bun and washed her hands, she picked up the jade chopsticks and prepared to respectfully serve the food. The man sitting there pointed to the stool next to her and said, "Sit down and eat with me."

Jiang Lingyue had long forgotten whether she had the honor to sit at the same table with the emperor when she was Baolin. Upon hearing this, she sat down without even a word of excuse.

The eunuch chief Liu Rong, who was standing beside her, bent his waist even lower as she sat down.

Qi Junyi also tilted his head to look at her, then laughed, "My beloved concubine is not so reserved today."

Jiang Lingyue was stunned and almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Yes, when she first entered the palace, she respected and feared him, so how could she be so calm and at ease with him?

Seeing her expression change, Qi Junyi raised his hand and picked up a piece of shredded duck with eight treasures for her with his chopsticks, saying gently, "That's good. It's worth it that I coaxed you for a long time last night. You can be more at ease in front of me in the future."

He attributed her change to his patient coaxing during the thunder last night.

Jiang Lingyue agreed, but then became extremely careful and cautious.

Today was the biweekly grand court meeting. After breakfast, Qi Junyi got up and went to Zhenghe Hall. Before leaving, he instructed, "If you're tired, go back and rest for a while. You don't have to pay your respects."

Jiang Lingyue smiled and nodded, then bowed and sent the person away.

When the imperial carriage gradually disappeared from sight, the smile on his face slowly faded and he stood up straight.

The moment he straightened his legs and bent them, he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Jinshu was quick to catch him and prevented him from falling.

Now she finally understood why he always reminded her to go to bed.