The wives of the concubines are empresses

The virtuous concubine, Lord Lin, walked into the main hall with the dusty servants: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be well."

"No need to be polite, my beloved concubine has been traveling so hard, why don't you go back and rest first?"

The virtuous concubine - Lord Lin looked up at the gentle and upright woman, her face and tone full of grievance.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you asked the beautiful concubine to sleep with you?" Hearing his question, Shangguan Wanjun looked at him in confusion.

"Yes, what, is there a problem?" As an empress, it is normal for her to let the emperor sleep with her.

"Your Majesty, shouldn't I be the first one to sleep with you?" How could the beautiful concubine get there first? He was so angry.

Shangguan Wanjun was stunned. She didn't expect that Concubine Xian came to question why Concubine Mei was allowed to sleep with the emperor first. It sounded like she was... yes, jealous.

"When you were away, when it was time to sleep with the concubine, only the beautiful concubine would sleep with him first. Now that you are back, next time, the virtuous concubine will sleep with him first."

"Can your humble servant sleep with me tonight?" He wanted the emperor's comfort, especially the comfort of his own lips.

Shangguan Wanjun's cheeks flushed at his blunt words: "What nonsense are you talking about in public?"

This man is really shameless and doesn't care about the occasion at all.

The virtuous concubine, Lin Gongyu, came to Shangguan Wanjun and said, "Your Majesty, isn't it normal for a husband and wife to perform the Zhougong ceremony?"

Shangguan Wanjun was helpless and didn't want to continue this topic.

"Why don't you rest tonight? How about tomorrow night? My beloved, please take a good rest tonight and get enough rest. I will go to your palace tomorrow."

The virtuous concubine - Lin Gongyu left with a look of reluctance on his face, and looked back every three steps, which made Shangguan Wanjun laugh and cry. She raised her jade hand and waved at him, and the figure of the virtuous concubine - Lin Gongyu completely disappeared in the main hall.

Shangguan Wanjun shook her head helplessly. Why did she feel that the virtuous concubine - Lin Gongyu was like a child?

Liu Cheng and others were also sighing. It turned out that men could also act like spoiled children. The key point was that the emperor really coaxed him.

When the virtuous concubine Lin Gongyu returned to Fenghe Palace, his heart beat faster when he thought about what would happen tomorrow.

"Zhang Fei, find me a book like that."

Zhang Fei asked, "The book 'Spring Palace Pictures'?"

"It's not what you said, just do it directly. This palace will do it tomorrow." After tomorrow, he will be a serious man.

Shangguan Wanjun didn't think too much about it and started drinking lotus seed and mung bean soup seriously.

Seeing Shangguan Wanjun enjoying the meal, Mu Xiang asked, "Your Majesty, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious and refreshing. It's good to eat some from time to time."

"As long as the emperor likes it."

At night, Shangguan Wanjun lay alone on the dragon bed, recalling what had happened over the past year and lamenting the passing of time.

At the same time, Minglan also settled down in the mud house. She put her hands on her abdomen, but she was thinking about the people here.

Roads were being repaired, and many houses were being renovated. The women also knew a lot about wild vegetables and some medicinal herbs, which could help supplement their family income. It was much better than when they first arrived.

At the crowing of the cock, people gradually woke up. Some began to build houses, some to repair roads, some to plow the fields, some to plant crops, and some to wash clothes and cook. Slowly, smoke rose from the kitchens, giving off a lively atmosphere.

In recent days, Minglan has been wearing coarse cloth clothes.

"Sir, you're awake." An Huai was standing at the door of the house holding a washbasin and a clean face towel.

She looked at the wash basin in his hand and asked, "Is this for me?"

An Huai nodded repeatedly: "Yes."

"Put it there."

"Yes, sir. By the way, breakfast is ready. You can eat it after you wash up."

Minglan nodded, picked up the washcloth in the basin and started washing her face. After she was done, she came to the place where they were having dinner together.

When An Huai saw her, he quickly stood up and scooped a bowl of vegetable porridge.

"Sir, your vegetable porridge and two coarse flour buns."

Minglan thanked him with a smile, took the wooden chopsticks and started eating. Years of eating habits had made her develop the habit of eating slowly and leisurely, and every move she made was very elegant.

After dinner, she came to the road construction site.

"How long has this been repaired?"

There were more than a dozen people in charge of the road construction, each team had twenty people, and one person answered her.

"Sir, we have repaired two hundred meters, and the measurement shows there is still one mile left. It is estimated that it will take another half month to complete."

Minglan nodded: "Everyone has worked hard for a while, and the beautiful days to come depend on everyone's efforts."

The people who were building the road shouted, "Okay, Master Ming, we all understand."

Minglan was watching the road construction, then the building of houses, and then the people plowing the fields.

"Master, is it still useful to use oxen to plow the fields?"

The old man said with a smile: "It is very useful. Thank you, Your Majesty and the adults, for sending the oxen."

Seeing the bright smile on the old man's face, Minglan couldn't help but laugh.

"As long as it works, it should be easy."

"It's much easier. It's much better than having people plow the fields and till the soil."

Minglan suddenly smiled: "Just relax."

She walked around a few times, looking at the children playing around, feeling that the place was becoming more and more lively. She would often walk among the people, helping with whatever she could, chatting with them, and to be honest, she did receive a lot of their sincere words.

Because of her approachability, many people have spoken to her and often greet her warmly.

"Master Ming is here."

"Well, hello, Auntie."

"Good good."

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, make some coarse flour cakes for Master Ming to try later."

"Okay, by the way, is there anything I can help you with?"

Everyone is familiar with her and doesn't hesitate to talk to her about even the smallest matters.

"Sir, you can help us sort out these long beans."

"Okay, I can still do this."

While everyone was having a great time here, Shangguan Wanjun was busy reviewing memorials in the imperial study.

Seeing Shangguan Wanjun busy reviewing memorials, Liu Cheng reminded her, "Your Majesty, please take a break and have some tea."

"it is good."

Liu Cheng quickly poured tea for her and presented it to her with both hands.

"Your Majesty, the tea is still warm. Please take a look and see if it is suitable."

"Okay." Shangguan Wanjun took it and took a sip: "Okay, it's perfect for this weather."

The virtuous concubine - Lord Lin always cast his gaze on her vaguely, and the three people who were with him, Concubine Hui - Feng Jinghan, Concubine Fan - Zhao Yunfan, and Landa Jun - Lannaxin, also felt that something was wrong with him.

Concubine Hui-Feng Jinghan asked curiously in a low voice: "Concubine Xian, why do you always look at the emperor?"

Xianfei Lin Gongyu was stunned: "Is it so obvious?"

Hui Fei-Feng Jinghan asked back: "What do you think?"

Xianfei-Lin Gongyu said: "Nothing, you can continue to review the classified memorials."

Hui Fei - Feng Jinghan had no choice but to lower her head and continue reviewing the classified memorials, but the doubts in her heart still existed.

Why did Concubine Xian-Lin Gongyu keep looking at the Emperor?

Could it be about sleeping with the emperor?

It was supposed to be him who slept with the emperor last time, but he was not there, so the beautiful concubine Hu Siyang enjoyed it first. This time it might not be his turn, after all, he is back.

Thinking of herself, Concubine Hui - Feng Jinghan sighed helplessly in her heart. How could the concubines of the previous dynasty endure such a life? They lived a life of abstinence and purity, which was no different from being a widow.