The wives of the concubines are empresses

Seeing his aggrieved expression, Shangguan Wanjun held his handsome face with both hands.

"Why do you say that, my beloved concubine? I was born to be useful, but the time has not come yet." Is Concubine Bai - Jiang Ruobai jealous?

Baipin Jiang Ruobai asked doubtfully, "Really?"

Shangguan Wanjun smiled and said, "My beloved concubine, you don't believe me. Do I seem to be such a liar?"

Baipin Jiang Ruobai shook her head: "No, that's not what I meant."

Shangguan Wanjun gently comforted him, "Be good, I just haven't found anything suitable for Brother Bai yet, please don't be angry."

Baipin - Jiang Ruobai was embarrassed by her calling him Brother Bai: "Your Majesty, why do you call your husband Brother Bai?"

They are not brother and sister, and he felt a little embarrassed when he heard those three words.

Seeing his innocent little puppy appearance, Shangguan Wanjun shrugged her shoulders and laughed so hard that her body shook.

Baipin - Jiang Ruobai also laughed at her smile, but was also a little worried about her.

"Your Majesty, please be careful and don't hurt yourself."

Shangguan Wanjun once again held up the boy's handsome face and said, "Why are you so serious? Who told you that only siblings can call each other brother? This is also a term of endearment."

Hearing the word "pet name", Baipin-Jiang Ruobai was stunned.

Seeing that he was still looking silly and cute, Shangguan Wanjun smiled and joked again.

"Brother Bai, don't you like it? If so, then I won't call you anymore."

Baipin - Jiang Ruobai was still in the world of nicknames. He suddenly woke up and heard the emperor say not to call him that anymore. In desperation, he spoke hurriedly.

"No, I like this name. Your Majesty, can you call me that again?"

Seeing the seriousness in the boy's eyes, Shangguan Wanjun opened her red lips slightly.

"Brother Bai."

A pair of lips kissed her red lips. Shangguan Wanjun was stunned. When she was confused and fascinated, the soft lips left her lips.

Looking at the lust in the boy's eyes, Shangguan Wanjun was stunned.

Seeing the charm on the emperor's face under the night light, Concubine Bai - Jiang Ruobai felt herself fall.

"Your Majesty, I love it very much when you call me Brother Bai." The voice seemed to be filled with endless charm, until it devoured his heart.

Afraid that she would have too many wild thoughts, Baipin Jiang Ruobai directly hugged the person in her arms.

Feeling the boy's warm chest, Shangguan Wanjun lowered her head shyly.

After about a cup of tea, Shangguan Wanjun looked up and saw the boy's distinct jawline. She reached out and touched the boy's handsome face.

"If Brother Bai doesn't mind, you can call me sister in private." They each took one character from their own names.

Baipin-Jiang Ruobai leaned over and kissed her forehead, responding gently.

"Okay, Sister Jun." With endless tenderness and love.

Shangguan Wanjun lay contentedly in his arms, the years were quiet and peaceful at this moment.

Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao went out early and came back late for several days in a row, sometimes going to the military camp of General Nan Shaoan, and sometimes going to the military camp of Concubine Wu-Chuanhuafeng.

Shangguan Wanjun woke up from her nap at 1:15 pm that day.

"Your Majesty, you are awake."

Lianhua lifted the bed curtain, and Muxiang helped Shangguan Wanjun up.

In front of the dressing table, Shangguan Wanjun was wearing a plain red palace dress with only a red silk headband tied in her hair. Liuli applied some lip balm for her.

After getting dressed, she slowly stood up.

As she walked out of the bedroom, she kept recalling the scenes in her dream. She remembered that she was also wearing a red dress and had a hairband tied on her hair.

After thinking about it, she wanted to remember the dance in her dream.

Thinking of this, she decided not to deal with the memorial for the time being, but to recall and familiarize herself with the dance moves in her dream.

"Let's go to the side hall for yoga."

Everyone was stunned. Liu Cheng bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

In the side hall, a girl in red was dancing gracefully, her slender jade fingers swaying with her body.

A pair of delicate arms were dancing in circles, holding a shawl. Her graceful dance suddenly stopped, and her right hand was raised above her head with her fingers raised up.

Minglan and others were stunned. This was the first time they saw the emperor dance.

Although they felt that yoga was like dancing in the past, the movements were somewhat strange.

Liuli was stunned and kept swallowing her saliva.

"It's so beautiful. When did the emperor learn this dance?" She was really mesmerized by it. It was so beautiful.

Liuli shook her head and said softly, "I don't know. I've served the Emperor for many years, but I never knew he could dance."

Youyou also shook her head.

Liu Cheng was a latecomer, but he also knew that the empress couldn't dance in the early days. Could it be because she had been practicing yoga recently?

The emperor is as light as a swallow, and his dance moves are smooth and graceful. His movements seem to be very precise. Without some basic skills, he would not be able to dance like this. Perhaps it is really the result of practicing yoga.

Defei Mu Wennian returned to the palace to report the results to the emperor, but he was not summoned for a long time, which made him a little confused.

The beautiful concubine Hu Siyang was puzzled and worried when he saw that the emperor had woken up but was still taking a long time to come to the imperial study.

When he reached the door of the bedroom, he heard the palace maid's cry of surprise. He followed suspiciously and saw the emperor in a red dress dancing in the empty hall. He was stunned.

Is that glowingly beautiful person really the emperor?

In his mind, the emperor had always been gentle and dignified. He had never seen her dance, but he never imagined she would be so stunning, as if she could dance into people's hearts.

After the dance ended, Shangguan Wanjun had a thin layer of sweat on her face. When she turned around, she saw the young man with eyes full of amazement.

"Meifei, why are you here?" Aren't you here to help her review and classify memorials?

Hu Siyang, the beautiful concubine, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry. I was worried about your delay, so I took the initiative to come in."

He's overstepped his bounds.

Shangguan Wanjun smiled gently and walked towards him: "It was my negligence, let's go out."

As the ruler of a country, she cannot be too willful and must put government affairs first.

The two came to the imperial study one after another. Shangguan Wanjun began to review the memorials carefully, and the beautiful concubine Hu Siyang also continued her official business of reviewing and classifying the memorials.

After hearing the report, Shangguan Wanjun looked up in confusion.

"Defei requests an audience?" What does she want to see her about today?

Defei Mu Wennian came in and found that the emperor's breathing was a little rapid, while Meifei Hu Siyang was very calm and a little confused.

The emperor and the beautiful concubine should not have done anything in broad daylight, but why is the emperor breathing rapidly?

"Your Majesty, your humble servant."

"My beloved concubine is back, but do you have something to report?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. The last batch of iron vats is already at the Ministry of Revenue and has been filled with grain. I don't think they will get moldy or anything like that."

Shangguan Wanjun nodded slightly: "That's very good."

"The iron nano-box has started to be sold outside." He felt that the emperor's designs, both large and small, were very beneficial to the country and the people.

"Okay, my beloved, you've worked hard. Please sit aside and have a rest with some tea."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He didn't know why the emperor had so many creative ideas in his mind, but they were all quite practical.

After reviewing dozens of memorials, Shangguan Wanjun felt very tired and decided to take a break.