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

Jiang Lingyue also did not dare to ask Liu Rong directly whether it was true what the emperor said about never touching the concubines.

The two of them exchanged riddles for a while.

Until the gate of Guang'an Hall opened.

Several ministers who were discussing the matter withdrew.

Among them was Chen Zilu, the Minister of Dali Temple. Their eyes met briefly in mid-air, but neither of them showed any sign of emotion as they quietly passed each other.

Inside, Qi Junyi put down the red brush and gently rubbed his eyebrows.

He had a headache.

The scenes from last night's dream that had been forgotten began to slowly emerge during the day.

On and off.

Not quite true.

But it still gave him a splitting headache.

Seeing Jiang Lingyue coming in with a teapot, he said, "Let the subordinates do these things."

Jiang Lingyue nodded and placed the hot tea on the table.

Qi Junyi leaned back in his chair, his eyelids slightly closed, but he held her hand perfectly.

He frowned slightly and said, "...headache."

It hurts.

Jiang Lingyue thought for a moment, then raised the hand that was not being held, placed it on his temple, and pressed it gently. "How about I give it a massage for you?"

This was the first time she took the initiative to show affection.

Qi Junyi raised his eyes suddenly and stared at her with shining eyes.

Finally, he nodded gently, "Okay."

He let go, and Jiang Lingyue's hands were free again. She stood behind him and rubbed his forehead.

She was not very good at this kind of serving work, but for His Majesty the Emperor, her thoughtfulness had a miraculous effect.

In less than a minute, out of pity for her pain in her hand, he held her wrist and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

He held her hand, led her to sit on his lap, and smiled, "Why are you so nice today?"

"..." Jiang Lingyue was silent for a moment, then said honestly, "I think it's not easy for you either."

This morning, he woke up from a nightmare in so much pain, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was filled with shock, pain, and despair.

It is clearly fragile.

The image of the indestructible, omnipotent and cold-blooded king and father is slowly collapsing.

Jiang Lingyue realized that no matter how unfathomable he was and how powerful he held, he was actually only in his twenties.

He is also a human being.

It will be hard, painful, tiring, and...despair.

She said she felt it wasn't easy for him either.

Qi Junyi was not displeased at being looked down upon.

There was a slight movement in my heart, and a source of joy was bubbling out.

If you like someone, you will definitely feel heartache.

So is she feeling sorry for him now?

She started to feel sorry for him without even realizing it?

Qi Junyi didn't ask. He didn't dare to disturb her. He was just happy in his heart.

…………

Jiang Lingyue has always been thinking about the "truth".

In the blink of an eye, it was lunch time.

The two of them had their meal.

Seeing her round eyes full of hesitation, Qi Junyi couldn't help laughing and asked her, "Are you so curious?"

He piqued her curiosity.

And ask her why she is so curious.

Jiang Lingyue was a little annoyed and glared at him.

Qi Junyi smiled again, taking these as proof that she cared about him.

After feeling it carefully, I feel really wonderful.

He held the person in his arms and said gently, "Take a nap first, or I'll take you to solve your puzzle first."

Jiang Lingyue couldn't sleep at all, so of course she chose the latter.

"Okay," Qi Junyi pinched the soft flesh on her waist, "then I'll help you solve your doubts."

After saying this, he called Liu Rong in and told him to summon Concubine Xian and Lady Zhao to come for an audience.

It was so hot outside, he had no intention of taking the girl to the concubine palace.