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

After that day, Jiang Lingyue found that she was being disciplined even more strictly.

His Majesty the Emperor wanted to keep the person under his nose at all times, but he still used the excuse of "this is for your own good".

She was poisoned, so she had to be extra careful about her food, clothing, housing and transportation, and she couldn't make any mistakes.

There were a lot more people in Ning'an Palace overnight.

From the food eaten to the ornaments for appreciation and the flowers and plants in the courtyard, everything that Jiang Lingyue came into contact with on a daily basis was checked one by one.

In fact, he had checked secretly before when she didn't know, but this time he did it more openly.

In response, Madam Qian smiled and said, "Your Majesty truly takes great care of you."

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

She looked at the incense burner in the hall.

There was still a faint smell of residual musk in it.

In her previous life, when she learned that the spices she used in her daily life had contraceptive effects, she was devastated and even felt resentment for it.

And now, she began to wonder if there was something else going on here.

She was poisoned so early, and the child might have been intoxicated by this god, so he died after kneeling for a while.

She discovered musk deer in spices after she had a miscarriage.

Could it be that her body was no longer suitable for pregnancy?

So, when did he discover in his previous life that she was intoxicated by the gods?

This question lingered in Jiang Lingyue's mind several times, but was soon put behind her.

It doesn't matter whether he secretly released Yueshe because he was concerned that her body could not conceive, or whether he really felt that his Yueyue died before she became a mother, so her substitute was not worthy of being a mother.

The important thing is that she had died once, and she was angered to death by the eldest prince born to him and the virtuous concubine.

He is the supreme ruler of the world, and although there are not many women around him now, he will soon have vassal states and ministers from all over the country offering beauties to fill his harem.

Even so, he still took her sister as his concubine.

And he said such heartbreaking words.

Jiang Lingyue thought that she would probably never forget what it looked like when those gentle and bright eyes turned completely cold.

He can lift her up high, or he can let her fall into the mud.

Living with a king is like living with a tiger. How can a person be curious about what a tiger may be hiding from himself?

She didn't dare.

But even if she no longer loved the emperor, it was too tiring for her to deal with him every day.

It should be said that because I am no longer emotionally moved, it seems even more tormenting.

Especially since that person came so frequently. After being reborn for so long, he hadn't even asked anyone else to sleep with him once.

Not even once!

He came to her palace every day and pestered her every night.

Moreover, after the last "rose cake" incident, my hope of letting her learn to make cakes has not been disappointed.

She was always asked to go to Guang'an Hall every afternoon to deliver food.

The only thing to be thankful for was that he finally calmed down a bit on the bed.

Even so, Jiang Lingyue still felt that life was extremely miserable.

This was nothing like the day she had envisioned.

What she had in mind was a kind of marriage with some honors and favors, but not too much. She could arrange flowers and enjoy singing and dancing every day. After a few years, when there were more princes, she could pick and choose a smart and clever one among them and raise him in her arms.

Instead of living with the emperor day and night, being intimate with him every night, she was always worried and acting cautiously, for fear that she would accidentally reveal the fact that she was also reborn.

God knows, she is really too tired!

Jiang Lingyue sighed in her heart, reached out to lift the lid of the pot, and looked at the 'rose cake' inside which finally looked somewhat like something, and felt even more depressed.

When will this day end when I work hard to prepare food and serve the emperor, and at night I have to undress and offer myself to him?

She finally understood that Qi Junyi didn't like any of them, whether it was the old woman who served him before or the new concubine who entered the palace during this election.

It's even annoying to mention it.

It would be fine if he didn't mention it himself, but he couldn't stand her mentioning it.

He is the emperor. Even if he appears to be gentle, generous and good-tempered, that is just an appearance. In fact, he is decisive and his words are firm. No one in the court can influence his decision.

How could such a person force himself to favor a woman he did not like for the sake of having offspring?

No wonder he was twenty-eight in his previous life and had only one prince.

It is unreliable to rely on the concubines in the palace now to share her favor.

Jiang Lingyue began to search through her memories again, wondering when those concubines in the harem of her previous life who could be considered her rivals would be able to enter the palace.

It is now June of the third year of Jingtai…

Suddenly, Jiang Lingyue's eyes lit up.

Aunt Qian, who was standing behind her, saw her staring blankly into the pot, thinking she had failed again. But when she took a step forward, she saw the distorted but still formed 'rose cake' inside, and exclaimed with great joy, "This time it's done!"

"...did it?" The cook, huddled in the corner, glanced over and immediately became overjoyed and excited. "Did it, did it! Your Majesty has made great progress."

Seven days!

She was just an insignificant little cook who only knew how to make pastries, but she taught the current Concubine for seven days.

Finally it worked!

Although they are not that delicate and beautiful, they are white and tender, plump and elastic, and each one is well-behaved, without any disobedient ones sticking together.

It is indeed a milestone progress.

“…” Jiang Lingyue was speechless for a long while.

She turned around to look at the people behind her who were cheering with genuine affection, then looked again at the few crooked cakes in the pot... and inexplicably felt a little ashamed and angry.

When did the expectations for her cooking skills reach this level?

She picked up the jade chopsticks and prepared to taste it.

"Your Majesty, please don't!" Jinshu hurried to stop her. "You are so precious, please let this servant do the tasting."

As she spoke, she quickly picked up a piece and took a bite.

Their master-servant relationship was very close, so Jiang Lingyue wasn't angry at Jinshu's unruly behavior. Seeing her take a bite, she looked forward to it. "How does it taste?"

"..." Jinshu chewed it carefully and swallowed it. Facing his master's expectant eyes, he sneered and said, "It's delicious."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lingyue was delighted and planned to try it herself. However, when she saw that there were only six pieces left in the pot, it would be an odd number to present to His Majesty the Emperor, so she gave up the idea.

She ordered, "Pick an exquisite plate and serve it. I will send it to His Majesty right away."

The pastries she made these days looked so terrible that they didn't even make it to the tasting stage. Even so, she would still bring a food box filled with "pastries" to Guang'an Hall every day.

At the beginning, all the servants in Ning'an Palace were terrified, worried that they would anger the emperor.

The Queen is naturally not afraid of being favored, but they are the first to bear the brunt.

After a few days, seeing that nothing happened, I felt relieved.

So, Jiang Lingyue once again carried a food box and leisurely got on the sedan chair to Guang'an Palace.

This time, that person couldn't let Liu Rong take out the food she had worked so hard to prepare intact.

She felt somewhat happy, and when she got off the sedan chair, she couldn't help but smile cheerfully.

But when he looked up and saw someone walking out of the palace gate, the smile froze on his face.

Those charming almond-shaped eyes were stunned for a moment.