The wives of the concubines are empresses

Ranpin - Wang Ran smiled gently: "The emperor would not punish my father for no reason, there must be a reason."

Shangguan Wanjun explained a few words to him, and Concubine Ran - Wang Ran smiled after hearing it.

"This is a minor matter, and I'm sure Father won't take it to heart. Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, and all thunder, lightning, and rain are grace from Heaven."

Shangguan Wanjun was quite satisfied with his words, but she also sighed slightly, thinking that perhaps their relationship would not allow their feelings to be too pure.

"Why does the emperor sigh?"

"Nothing much, just thinking about some things." It seems that everyone has their own troubles, and as an emperor, she seems to have more troubles, after all, she has to worry about the country and the people.

Ranpin - Wang Ran saw that the emperor was unwilling to continue speaking, so she did not force him.

"What were you doing?"

“Painting patterns on ceramic bottles.”

"Take me to see it." She had never seen paintings on porcelain bottles.

"Okay, please go to the Emperor!"

"What are you painting?" I feel that painting on a porcelain bottle is also quite poetic.

"plum bossom."

Seeing a slender white porcelain vase with red plum blossoms on it on the desk, Shangguan Wanjun saw that it was not yet finished, so she gently picked it up to admire it.

Seeing that the emperor was interested, the voice of Concubine Ran - Wang Ran was heard.

"Your Majesty, would you like to try it?"

"You have anything else?"

"This is the bottle for now."

Shangguan Wanjun was stunned: "How do I draw it then?"

This Ranpin wouldn't be teasing her, would he?

"Just make do with this painting. I will teach you." He picked up the brush and placed it in Shangguan Wanjun's hand. They both held the red brush, and he began to teach her little by little.

Under his guidance, the two of them painted red plum blossoms.

Shangguan Wanjun felt the man's warm breath. She was a little shy, and her delicate face was flushed, with a beauty that could shame the moon and flowers.

Concubine Ran - Wang Ran lowered her head unintentionally, and her chin touched Shangguan Wanjun's forehead. Both of them were stunned.

There was a lot of ambiguity between the two. Concubine Ran - Wang Ran glanced at Shangguan Wanjun's profile, and the blush made his heart tremble.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"What's wrong?"

Meeting the other person's eyes full of deep affection, Shangguan Wanjun was stunned. The next second, her red lips were kissed and she widened her eyes.

No, they were painting red plum blossoms, so why did they suddenly kiss?

Not long after, Shangguan Wanjun felt her neck was sore, and she had no choice but to push away the passionate kiss from Concubine Ran - Wang Ran.

Ranpin - Wang Ran looked at her blankly, her affectionate eyes full of questions.

"My neck is sore." Both sides were a little embarrassed, but Concubine Ran - Wang Ran quickly adjusted her mood.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. Let's go to bed."

"it is good."

The two of them lay facing each other on the soft bed.

Shangguan Wanjun felt a little awkward lying flat on her back, so she leaned sideways with her back against him. Soon after, a pair of large hands embraced her slender waist.

"emperor."

"I want to rest tonight."

Hearing this, Concubine Ran - Wang Ran felt a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mood.

"Okay, let's go to bed."

Listening to his calm voice, Shangguan Wanjun finally couldn't bear to explain.

"Wait for a while, I will satisfy you, okay." Hearing her coquettish voice, Concubine Ran - Wang Ran smiled gently.

"Okay, I'll wait for the emperor." He looked forward to that day.

Shangguan Wanjun trembled at his ambiguous action of biting her ear warmly.

Alas, it is not a good thing for the emperor's husbands to be too good at teasing people. It tortures her physically and mentally.

Shangguan Wanjun woke up in the other person's warm embrace. When their eyes met, they were both stunned.

"Your Majesty, good morning!"

Shangguan Wanjun said shyly: "My beloved, good morning."

Shangguan Wanjun was very worried thinking that today was the third day that a large number of refugees had entered Beijing.

"Is the Emperor worried about the refugees?"

"Yes, we can even have a bowl of hot nutritious porridge here. Many refugees can't even have plain porridge."

The topic was somewhat heavy, and the atmosphere in the dining hall was somewhat subdued. "Your Majesty, at this time, you must take care of your health. There are many matters awaiting your decision."

"You're right." After she finished speaking, she began to eat seriously. The people still needed them, and as an emperor, she couldn't fall down first.

Shangguan Wanjun dressed up and took Concubine Ran, Wang Ran, out of the palace on a secret visit to see the real situation of the refugees.

Looking at the refugees who were wearing tattered clothes and were almost naked, Shangguan Wanjun felt very heavy in her heart.

"This is too tragic. Fortunately, it's summer. If it were winter, how would we survive?"

Because Liu Cheng was a eunuch, Shangguan Wanjun usually brought female officials and guards with her when she went on incognito visits.

Seeing the tragic events in the capital, Concubine Ran ~ Wang Ran felt uncomfortable as well.

"Now that we're here, let's go to the major city gates and take a look." The news you receive just by staying in the palace may not be true.

The last city gate they arrived at was outside the South City Gate, where Wan Liuqing's family members were working hard to provide disaster relief.

"Come, line up and get the porridge."

"Line up, don't worry, everyone will have a share."

Shangguan Wanjun felt very uncomfortable when she saw the refugees couldn't wait to drink the porridge.

"Lianhua, bring some leafy vegetables tomorrow and ask them to add some to the porridge." She wanted to make porridge with meat, but she had no idea what would happen next and couldn't make a decision casually.

Refugees continue to pour into the capital, and no one knows how long it took them to arrive here.

"Sir, please be kind and give my child some porridge first."

The line was too long and her children couldn't wait any longer.

Shangguan Wanjun looked over and saw the woman kneeling down with the child in her arms. It was really unbearable to watch.

Wan Liuqing was stunned by this situation. Everyone was queuing up and was in danger. If they opened a queue, it would be a mess.

Just when he was getting extremely worried, a voice rang out.

"Is there anyone willing to give them a bowl first? It's not for nothing, we will make it up to them later."

The young man spoke clearly and forcefully. Shangguan Wanjun and Concubine Ran - Wang Ran looked at each other, and both understood his actions.

"Let's go back to the palace first. Lianhua, have someone set up porridge stalls at each of the four city gates so that as many people as possible can have porridge."

Lianhua nodded solemnly: "Yes, Master."

As she watched the increasing number of refugees, Shangguan Wanjun's eyebrows never relaxed.

"Your Majesty, everything will slowly get better."

As Lianhua sent people to set up tents to distribute porridge, more and more people joined in, including the Xuanwei General's Mansion, the Jiahe Township Lady's Mansion, as well as more than ten porridge stalls such as the Gong Mansion (Gong Huifang's old house) and the Ming Mansion (Minglan Mansion). More and more people received timely life-saving food.

Refugees have been pouring into the capital for half a month, with about 100,000 people dying every day. The Ministry of War is responsible for burning the bodies, and they are busy until late at night and get up early every day to work.

No matter how good the prevention was, the plague still came. It was first discovered three kilometers outside the city gate. More and more people were infected. Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more serious, officials wrote to the emperor to request him to send people to treat the disease.