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

As for why I slept so well...

"Your physical foundation is too weak. You don't look like someone who comes from a family of military commanders," Qi Junyi said. "Have you ever learned archery or horse riding?"

Jiang Lingyue was stunned.

Archery and horse riding?

Of course she wouldn't be able to do that now. She was a invisible person in the Jiang family. Archery, horse riding and shooting were things that noble ladies from aristocratic families had to learn. How could Shen, who was determined to ruin her, let her learn them?

Even poetry, calligraphy, chess and painting were taught to her by a special tutor hired by her grandmother when she was still alive.

Thinking of her grandmother, Jiang Lingyue felt a pang of pain in her heart. She pursed her lips and shook her head, "I've never learned it."

Qi Junyi had asked this question in his previous life, but hearing the answer again still made him feel heartbroken.

As a result, he felt even more unhappy towards the Jiang family and Jiang Shao and his son.

His little girl was born into a noble family, but suffered from cold eyes and torture. She fell into the hands of Shen and was drunk by the gods.

At a certain moment, Jiang Lingyue seemed to see a hint of cold murderous intent in the eyes of the man in front of her, but it quickly disappeared.

"I'll teach you," Qi Junyi stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms, "I'll teach you everything myself."

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

She didn't feel happy.

In his previous life, he taught her horse riding and archery step by step. If he does it again, will she reveal any clues?

After all, body memory is no different from other.

She didn't say anything, and Qi Junyi just thought she was remembering the grievances she suffered in the Jiang family.

"You need to exercise your body well. Even if you are a girl, you can't be too weak." Seeing that she was still depressed, he patted her head gently and coaxed her, "I know you have been wronged in the Jiang family. Since you are already mine, I must deal with those who bullied you."

This time, he did not hide the fact that he was dealing with the Shen and Jiang families, intending to vent her anger.

Jiang Lingyue's heart trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to meet his.

Those eyes were bright and gentle, and the dark pupils were full of her.

It doesn't look like... he has no feelings for her at all.

It's really easy to make people have an illusion in a trance.

At this moment, Jiang Lingyue finally felt relieved.

She had not suffered injustice in her previous life. Even though she was living again now with those painful memories, her heart was still moved by his tender eyes.

How could she resist at the age of seventeen?

Falling in love with this gentle and affectionate emperor is not a difficult thing.

The two of them lay on the couch for a while until Liu Rong gently knocked on the door.

Qi Junyi stood up, lowered his eyes to look at the girl lying on the couch, and said with a smile: "Get up and have breakfast with me."

"..." Jiang Lingyue pursed her lips, a hint of embarrassment flashing in her eyes.

How strange! She couldn't even remember the last time she got up early to eat. Was it ten days ago or half a month ago?

Qi Junyi had obviously thought of this as well. He pinched his nose bone and said with a smile, "You really need to exercise your body."

He is not a saint. He has been a vegetarian for a long time in his two lifetimes combined. It is not excessive that he lost control a little and indulged in pleasure.

Jiang Lingyue didn't know what he was thinking, but she understood the implication of his words.

This man was completely indecent, spouting obscene words with hints of meaning. She pretended not to hear them, sat up in silence, and didn't dare to continue answering.

But he still felt a heat rising in his ears. Qi Junyi's eyes darkened, and he restrained the urge to lower his head and kiss her. He raised his voice and called the servants outside to come in and serve.

After simply tying her hair into a bun and washing her hands, the two sat opposite each other. After breakfast, Jiang Lingyue walked him to the palace gate.

Before leaving, Qi Junyi lowered his eyes to look at her and said with a smile, "I am in Guang'an Palace, waiting for your cakes."

"..." Jiang Lingyue was silent for a moment. She couldn't understand why he was so insistent on asking her to wash her hands and make cakes, but she could only smile and nod, "I will learn it seriously right away."

On that day, the Ning'an Palace, which had been bustling for a long time, suddenly became deserted.

Jiang Lingyue, the head of a palace, went to the small kitchen to wash her hands and knead the dough.

The emperor specifically asked for the pastries she made, so of course she had to make them.

You have to do every step yourself, and never just use the work of the cooks to make something good for others.

She planned to make her favorite rose cake recently.

I thought that I had the mold and a chef who specialized in making pastries to guide me step by step.

Isn’t it just a plate of rose cake?

That's not difficult.

…………

Guang'an Hall, afternoon.

The sun was scorching the earth in the sky. It was the hottest time of the day. Several ice jars worked diligently to disperse the cold air, making the hall very cool.

Qi Junyi sat upright in front of the imperial desk, holding a red brush, slowly reviewing memorials, his brows slightly lowered as he focused, and occasionally made a few comments.

The sound of footsteps could be heard outside the hall. Not long after, Liu Rong walked in quietly, bending over. He whispered, "Your Majesty, Master Xie is here and is waiting outside the hall."

Qi Junyi paused and raised his eyes: "Xie Mo?"

After receiving a positive answer, he put down the red brush in his hand and said, "Send him in."

Liu Rong retreated, and soon, a middle-aged man in a flying dragon robe walked in. After entering, he knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

His face was covered in sweat, his hair was a little messy, and he looked very disheveled. He didn't look like he came from home. Instead, he looked like he had been traveling for days and had no time to care about his appearance.

Qi Junyi lowered his eyes to glance at him, and said, "No need to be polite," "Stand up and talk."

"Yes!"

Xie Mo stood up. He was not from a noble family, but was the top martial arts scholar in the previous emperor's dynasty. He was favored by Qi Junyi, who was still the crown prince, and was recruited into the Eastern Palace as a personal bodyguard.

A martial arts champion, he worked as a guard without any official rank for several years.

After Qi Junyi ascended the throne, the ministers of the Eastern Palace were directly promoted to the highest positions, taking charge of the Imperial Dragon Guards and becoming famous figures in the court.

A month ago, Xie Mo received a secret order from the emperor and went to the south in person to look for the successor of the Jiangnan Taoist Divine Doctor Valley.

At this moment, he bowed slightly and said, "The person your majesty wants, I have summoned, and he is now outside the palace gate."

There was a muffled sound of ‘pop’.

It was the sound of memorials being placed on the imperial desk.

Qi Junyi bent his knuckles and tapped the table lightly with his slender finger bones. The rhythmic tapping made him barely suppress his impatience.

"Did you bring the Qingqian grass?"

Xie Mo's hunched shoulders slumped even lower. "When I found Divine Doctor Li, he was treating a patient. The Qingqian Grass that had been cultivated for a hundred years... had just been used. The remaining ones were less than a hundred years old. Not only could they not be used as medicine, but they were poisonous."

The fingertips that were tapping on the table paused, and Xie Mo held his breath.

After a long silence, Qi Junyi suddenly stood up and swept the teacup beside him with a wave of his sleeve.

"It just happened to be used?" He said in a cruel voice, "That's what you do!"

After his rebirth, he fully awakened his memories of his past life, remembered the whereabouts of the last Qingqian grass, and sent his trusted subjects to rush there without stopping.

He repeatedly urged that the Qingqian grass, which was indispensable for the antidote to the intoxication of the gods, must be brought back at all costs.

And then tell him that it was used?

The finest white jade porcelain was shattered on the floor, and the tea soaked the ground.

Xie Mo didn't have time to think about anything else. He fell to his knees on the wet floor with a thud and apologized, "I have failed your Majesty's trust."

He had followed Qi Junyi since he was still the crown prince. This was the first time he saw the usually calm and composed emperor so angry.

But he really tried his best.

They rushed there day and night, not daring to delay for even a quarter of an hour, but by the time they arrived, the herbs were gone.

Xie Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, but didn't even dare to explain.

When he ordered his subordinates to do things, he only looked at the results, let alone the fact that he was the supreme ruler of the world above everyone else.

If it's messed up, it's messed up. No matter how many explanations you give, they're just excuses.

Who would employ a subordinate who loves to quibble?

Qi Junyi's eyes were bloodshot as he tried hard to calm the murderous intent that was surging in his heart.

After a long moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "Where's the Soul-Concentrating Pill?"

Ningshen Pills are the exclusive secret medicine of Jiangnan Dao Divine Doctor Valley. They can strengthen the body, nourish the vital energy, and concentrate the mind. Although they cannot cure diseases or detoxify, they can prolong life.

It is said that even if one's life hangs by a thread, taking a pill to concentrate the mind can at least keep one alive for a few months.

Xie Mo didn't know why His Majesty was suddenly in a hurry to find a miracle doctor and medicinal herbs.

But whether it is Qingqiancao or Ningshen Pills, they are all life-extending wonders and are absolutely unnecessary for common illnesses. However, just thinking about it makes one feel frightened and a chill down one's spine.

In the cool hall, hot sweat oozed from his forehead, fell to the ground and mixed with the tea.

He said with difficulty: "There is only one Concentrating Spirit Pill left."

A mind-concentrating pill...

Qi Junyi's fingertips trembled slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. He didn't speak for a long time.

The hall fell into a strange silence.