After a broken heart, I traveled through time and space and became an abandoned concubine. My fate i

The palace was ablaze with lights and decorations, a scene of unprecedented splendor. The ceremony for Consort Su's restoration was unprecedentedly grand. The news of victory from the frontier swept through the court like a spring breeze, immersing everyone in joy. The harem, too, enjoyed complete peace, and the emperor was overjoyed, beaming with joy.

At the banquet, the concubines, all beaming with laughter, toasted the Emperor in sweet, coquettish voices. The Emperor, in a state of supreme joy, drank heartily, unknowingly becoming inebriated. Within this dazed state, his gaze rested firmly on Concubine Su. Her every smile and frown was poetic, her dignified elegance tinged with a subtle playfulness. Her unique and captivating demeanor stirred a strange feeling in the Emperor's heart.

After the banquet, the moonlight poured down, and the emperor, intoxicated, as if possessed by a spirit, arrived at Concubine Su's chamber. While not as luxurious as Kunning Palace, it was warmly and elegantly furnished, exuding a unique charm. Soft curtains fluttered in the breeze, and flickering candlelight cast a soft, warm glow.

Seeing the Emperor approach, Concubine Su Xian was startled at first, then hurried forward to pay her respects. She wondered to herself, "The Emperor has come at this moment, could it be..." Then, she thoughtfully brewed a pot of fragrant, fine tea for the Emperor and gently massaged his back, her service meticulous and meticulous, without a single ounce of negligence.

Time passed slowly and quietly, and it was getting later and later, but the emperor showed no intention of leaving.

Seeing the emperor's displeasure, Concubine Su's heart skipped a beat. Her grip on the corner of his robe tightened involuntarily, yet her expression remained gentle and submissive, her beautiful eyes filled with just the right amount of apology and worry. She knew perfectly well that the slightest misstep could anger the emperor, but she couldn't afford to give in easily. So, she spoke softly, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. I didn't mean to offend you. It's just that life in prison is too harsh. I feel exhausted, both physically and mentally. I fear that if I fail to serve you well, I might injure your noble body. That would be a sin worthy of death. I have only your best interests at heart, and I hope you won't blame me."

The emperor's expression softened slightly upon hearing these words, but his eyes still revealed an unwillingness that was difficult to conceal. Seeing this, Concubine Su Xian walked gracefully to the emperor's side, and gently massaged his shoulders with her delicate hands. Her voice became softer and softer, like the melodious song of a nightingale, "Your Majesty, heaven and earth can bear witness to my true love for you. Now, in my current state, I am truly unfit to serve Your Majesty. If anything were to go wrong, I would be to blame even if I died. I only hope that Your Majesty will always be healthy, and that everything will go smoothly as you wish." At this moment, Concubine Su Xian thought to herself that she must not act too hastily, but must play hard to get and firmly grasp the emperor's heart.

The Emperor frowned, feeling a little angry. He, the high and mighty Son of Heaven, was rejected. But looking at Concubine Su Xian's pitiful and lovable appearance, he couldn't help but feel pity. "Concubine Su, do you really not know my feelings for you?"

Concubine Su knelt down hurriedly, tears in her eyes. The tears sparkled like pearls in the candlelight. "Your Majesty, I am well aware of your love for me, but I really don't want to make Your Majesty dissatisfied with my poor condition." She twisted the handkerchief in her hands, and the exquisite embroidery on the handkerchief was almost crumpled to pieces. However, she was quickly thinking about how to grasp this delicate balance, so as not to make the emperor angry and to buy more time and opportunities for herself.

As Concubine Su Xian rose again to pour tea for the Emperor, a hint of determination crept into her gaze. She knew that in the complex harem struggle, every step required careful consideration, and tonight was a crucial one. If this step was taken well, the future might be much smoother; but if it went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous.

Looking at Concubine Su Xian, whose face was filled with pity and who was always thinking of him, the emperor felt reluctant but could not say anything more. He vaguely felt that Concubine Su Xian was very different from other concubines. Her refusal was not a tactic of playing hard to get, but was genuinely concerned for him.

The emperor stood up helplessly and said, "Forget it, Xianfei, have a good rest."

Xiao Taozi and the other palace maids who had been serving on the side had been holding their breath, not daring to make a sound. When they saw the emperor was about to leave, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly and respectfully saw the emperor off.

After the emperor left, Xiao Taozi couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, what a great opportunity."

Concubine Su just smiled and said nothing.

Little Peach was still muttering to herself, "Oh, my lady, what a pity."

Seeing this, Concubine Su jokingly said, "Why don't I make you my maid?"

Little Taozi was so frightened that she quickly waved her hands, looking terrified: "My Lady, please stop teasing me."

After a brief pause, Xiao Taozi said expectantly, "My Lady, do you think His Majesty will come again tomorrow?"

Concubine Su Xian raised her eyebrows slightly, took a sip of tea, smiled without saying a word, and her expression was difficult to read.