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

And the master of this dynasty has such awareness.

His Majesty the Emperor has already hinted at his intention to disband the harem.

The officials in the court who had a keen sense of smell all guessed something.

There were only a few people in the harem to begin with, and now it really had to be cleaned out.

But the court officials were helpless.

Who made their Majesty decide what to do? No matter how hard they try, it won't change their minds.

It is unbelievable that an emperor would love and cherish a concubine so much.

Not only did the officials in the court not understand, even Xie Anning was shocked.

Your Majesty is in his twenties and has no sons or daughters. It would be fine if you didn't take in many concubines, but now you are even going to dismiss the few concubines you have.

To be honest, it's a bit willful.

If he had not started to act as regent when he was still the crown prince, he would have governed with a strong hand, been in power for many years, and maintained a stable government.

Otherwise, if we acted in this way, it would have caused unrest long ago.

The emperor holds the real power over who is favored and who is not among the concubines in the harem, and his ministers dare not interfere.

But as the king of a country, the weight of his offspring affects the country.

If you want someone to be your only lover, the most urgent thing is a child.

Now that the emperor has children and the dynasty has a successor, the ministers will naturally not keep a close eye on the emperor's harem.

As they stood up to see her off, Xie An Ning said, "Your Majesty, everything is going well now. I only hope that you will give birth to a prince soon. That will make everything perfect."

Although Jiang Lingyue is now a noble concubine, she grew up in her care until she was seven years old, and their affection for her is very deep.

In addition, during the time they had been together, she had never acted like a noble concubine to the mother and daughter. Every time she entered the palace, she would give them a string of rewards to save their face. She was truly angry about their situation and had plans for them.

There was no longer any strangeness in their reunion after a long separation. In Xie An Ning's eyes now, she was actually no different from his own daughter.

These words are expressed from the heartfelt expectations of an elder.

However, when Jiang Lingyue heard this, her expression froze slightly.

child…

She had once made up her mind to remain infertile in this life, but after all the secrets of her past life were revealed and she fell in love with that man again,...she seemed to be starting to waver.

They really have a throne to inherit.

Children adopted into the royal family are always separated from each other by a layer of separation.

Besides, she had few family connections and actually longed to have a child in the world who was related to her by blood.

She was unwilling to have a child before, mainly because of the musk deer antler cutting incident, which made her hate him so much that she didn't want to give birth to his child.

But now...

Thinking of the conversation I heard in front of Guang'an Hall that day.

If, if he still didn't believe her and wanted to test her...

Jiang Lingyue pursed her lips and said, "Offspring depends on fate, there's no rush."

"That's right," Xie An Ning didn't know what she was thinking. He just thought she was also looking forward to having children and that she had suffered enough. Hearing this, he comforted her, "You are still young. There is no need to rush. Relax and take good care of yourself. The child will come on its own."

“…Okay.” Jiang Lingyue smiled and said nothing more.

As they were talking, they had already reached the main gate, and the man leading the way gently opened the door.

Jiang Lingyue suddenly noticed that the man who had been leading the way was tall, broad-shouldered, and walked steadily. He did not have the humble demeanor of an ordinary servant. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is this a servant from the mansion?"

Xie An Ning followed her gaze and was startled before explaining, "He's not a servant. His name is Wu Yong. He was once a deputy general under my father. Later, he was injured in the arm and retired from the army. He stayed at the Xie family as a guard, but he was not a slave."

In fact, there are many veterans like the Xie family.

However, the person with the highest official rank was Wu Yong.

Moreover, he was one of the candidates for son-in-law that her father had considered in the past.

At this time, the vermilion door was opened, and the man named Wu Yong stood sideways in front of the door. Jiang Lingyue could just see his profile.

He looked ordinary, and in the eyes of Jiang Lingyue, who was used to seeing the handsome face of His Majesty the Emperor, he was nothing special.

He said he injured his arm, but judging by the way he opened the door, he didn't seem to have any difficulty moving.

This man looked to be in his twenties or thirties, and his aura indeed revealed a bit of the fortitude of a soldier.

It's not like he would be willing to stay in the Xie family, which has no descendants, and be a mere manager.

Unless, there is another intention.

...Now that the Xie family has fallen to this point, what else can they achieve?

Jiang Lingyue looked away and muttered, "It seems that a male companion is not really needed."

"What?" Xie Anning didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

"nothing,"

She still needs male favorites. Aunt Xie has been well-behaved for more than ten years. What's wrong with having a few male favorites to make her happy?

Jiang Lingyue lifted her skirt and boarded the carriage, waving her hand and saying, "Aunt Xie, please go back. I'll have someone send a few male favorites over tomorrow at the latest."

As she spoke, she paid special attention to the person standing at the door. As expected, the man who had been lowering his head slightly raised his head as soon as she finished speaking.

On this side, Xie An Ning was silent after hearing this, he knelt down and bowed deeply, "Farewell, Your Majesty."

The wheels turned slowly and moved farther and farther away.

…………

Dali Temple.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, so the officials' duty time is also advanced a lot, and it is already mid-afternoon when they are off duty.

Chen Ziwei walked out of the Dali Temple as the sun was slowly moving westward.

He had not taken a few steps when he ran into a group of people.

They were a few familiar children from wealthy families, and one of them was his cousin from his aunt's family.

When he saw him, he immediately greeted him with a smile, "Cousin, are you going home? It's so cold, do you want to go have a drink with us and warm yourself up?"

Among his peers, Chen Ziwei had already made great progress in his career and reached a position on par with their fathers.

While the sons of aristocratic families were enjoying the benefits left by their ancestors, living a romantic life and sleeping on the laps of beautiful women, he was solving cases and doing his job, competing wits and courage with their fathers, those old foxes who had been immersed in the officialdom for decades.

He is so busy with official duties that he rarely interacts with his peers.

Two years ago, I first fell in love and was bewitched by a girl. Whenever I had some free time, I would go to a farm outside Beijing and wanted to pour out my heart to her.

...I didn't go to the farm this year, but I seemed to have been reborn, from a young man full of vigor and vitality to a silent, introverted and stern Chief Justice of the Dali Temple.

He and these second-generation rich kids really had nothing in common, but they were all playmates who had known each other since childhood. Chen Ziyu was not an unkind person, so he asked, "Where are you going?"