The wives of the concubines are empresses

Seeing Zhao Xianyun eating white rice in small bites, Shangguan Wanjun smiled helplessly and nodded.

"Relax, I'm not a tiger." After she said that, Zhao Xianyun felt more pressured.

Seeing that she was still tense, Shangguan Wanjun shook her head.

"When eating, you should relax. Otherwise, what you eat is not food, but poison."

Zhao Xianyun was startled and took a deep breath. Seeing her expression and movements, Shangguan Wanjun smiled.

"Better?"

Zhao Xianyun said cautiously, "I'm much better now."

"Well, has Master Zhang proposed marriage?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xianyun blushed.

"Get off." Maybe the emperor was too concerned about her.

Chen Daren-Lin Xueyu listened quietly to the two people talking, and from time to time he picked up food and poured soup for Shangguan Wanjun, being extremely meticulous.

"Has the wedding date been set?"

"Aunt and Nanny Fang have been watching over me for a few days."

Shangguan Wanjun raised an eyebrow: "Madame Fang? Minglan's nanny?"

"Yes." Although she had been working as a female doctor in the palace for many years, she had been living in Ming Mansion all these years.

"Once it's confirmed, give me a definite letter and I'll add some dowry to your wedding. Then I should prepare wedding gifts for you." Zhang Xinzhuang's two long-cherished wishes are about to be fulfilled.

A man’s life and its highlights are nothing more than two major events: high school and starting a family. The former is the future, and the latter is a lifetime of happiness and inheritance.

Shangguan Wanjun's words reminded Zhao Xianyun of the first year she spent with the emperor. At that time, the emperor had said that he would arrange a marriage for them, but she never thought that her dream would come true today, many years later.

She used to think it was a luxury, but she still had a wishful thinking in her heart. But when this day finally came, she felt it was not real.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Shangguan Wanjun drank some tomato and egg soup and ate a few potato chips.

"Come with me to the Clothing Bureau tomorrow to see how the wedding dress is being made."

Chen Daren-Lin Xueyu and Zhao Xianyun were both stunned: The emperor actually cares so much?

Over the years, the Empress Dowager of the West Palace either went to the Fushou Palace to accompany the Empress Dowager of the East Palace to relieve her boredom, or went to the Xiangxuan Pavilion to visit her eldest grandson Shangguan Mucang, or went to the Shangyi Bureau to watch the embroiderers embroider. Her life was pretty good.

The palace maid was massaging the legs of the Queen Mother of the West Palace, He Yuan was pouring tea for her, and Nanny Cui came in with a letter to report.

"Her Majesty, a letter from the Anbo Mansion."

Empress Dowager Xigong, who was dozing with her eyes closed, was stunned and slowly opened her eyes.

"Give it to Aijia."

Nanny Cui presented the letter. After reading it, the Empress Dowager Xigong's face became increasingly gloomy.

"Queen Mother."

The Empress Dowager Xigong gave her the letter, and after reading it, Nanny Cui sighed.

Nanny Cui: The Zhang family only knows how to take things, and they have never worked hard for the master. It's very difficult for the master to have such maternal family and relatives. Fortunately, the emperor understands the master more, and mother and daughter are closer.

"What do you think, Queen Mother?"

The Queen Mother of the Western Palace sighed softly, "This matter should be difficult to handle. The Emperor has given them opportunities, but none of the young men in the family are suitable. Now that the selection of concubines is imminent, if I interfere, the Emperor will definitely resent me."

Matron Cui sighed, "The Queen Mother must think twice."

Before going to bed, Ouhe walked into the bedroom.

"emperor."

Shangguan Wanjun, who was lying flat on her back, sat up: "Ouhe? What's wrong?"

Behind the dragon couch, Ouhe spoke respectfully.

"There's information coming in. Anbo Mansion has sent a letter to Anhe Palace."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Wanjun suddenly fell silent.

"It seems that they haven't given up yet."

Ouhe raised her eyes to look at her master who was vaguely visible behind the bed curtains. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, and even her figure was very calm, she could feel that her master was angry.

"You should step back first."

"Yes." Ouhe bowed and turned to leave. When she reached the bedroom door, she turned around and gently closed it.

Chen Daren-Lin Xueyu has been looking at Shangguan Wanjun quietly. Seeing that she is calm and composed, he can also feel a hint of oppression in the atmosphere.

"emperor."

Shangguan Wanjun's eyes moved slightly: "Go to sleep."

Chen Daren - Lin Xueyu helped her lie down carefully, and he also turned sideways and looked at Shangguan Wanjun's profile quietly. Shangguan Wanjun's profile was gentle and cold, which made people want to look at it unconsciously.

Chen Daren - Lin Xueyu reached out and carefully held Shangguan Wanjun's hand on her belly. She was stunned for a moment, slowly raised her eyes to look at the man, met his worried eyes, and lowered her head slightly.

"We are here."

Shangguan Wanjun replied calmly: "Well, what do you think they will do next?"

This time Shangguan Wanjun raised her eyes and looked at Chen Daren - Lin Xueyu. He pursed his lips slightly and exhaled.

"The emperor doesn't want anyone to enter their family?"

Shangguan Wanjun retracted her gaze: "It doesn't matter if there is one more or one less person in the harem, but I don't like the former dynasty to be too closely connected with the harem, especially when it comes to politics and power."

"I understand, Your Majesty. How does Your Majesty plan to break this plan?"

"Let's wait and see." She wanted to see how far the Zhang family could go.

"Then your Majesty, let us go to bed."

Shangguan Wanjun closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep. At daybreak, Aunt Cheng walked in quietly.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up and prepare for court."

Shangguan Wanjun pouted slightly. She was awake but had not opened her eyes yet. Chendaren - Lin Xueyu hurriedly coaxed her gently.

"Your Majesty, we should get up."

The pregnant Shangguan Wanjun became even more sleepy. She suppressed her bad temper and got out of bed with the help of her husband, Lin Xueyu.

Liuli helped her change her clothes, Ouhe brought her water for washing, Lianhua helped her walk to the dressing table and sat down, and began to comb her hair.

Lianhua specially arranged a high bun for Shangguan Wanjun, inserting dragon and phoenix hairpins on both sides, and a golden peony bead in the middle of her hair. The earrings were pure gold flowers, with the flowers at the end looking very dignified and elegant.

Shangguan Wanjun had a red three-petal flower ornament on her forehead. Her face became rounder due to pregnancy, and she looked dignified and elegant, with a hint of charm.

She walked into the Golden Palace in a bright yellow dress with dragon patterns, and looked quite majestic when she was not smiling.

"Long live my emperor."

"Everyone loves you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Do you have anything to report today, my dear ministers?"

As early as the first year of her reign, she had begun to attend court in women's clothing, but rarely wore flowers on her forehead. This was just to make her look a little gentle and charming amidst her majesty, making her seem less unattainable.

Taifu Yun stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, I am old and I beg Your Majesty to allow me to resign."

As soon as he said this, the whole court was shocked, and Shangguan Wanjun also looked at him in disbelief.

"Teacher, you are joking."

"I have thought this over for a long time. Your Majesty has been on the throne for many years. Peace reigns supreme and the people live and work in peace. I have trained you well, and you are already capable of taking charge. I have done my best to repay the Emperor Taizu's training."

General Xuanwei continued, "Grandmaster Yun, this matter is of great importance and requires careful consideration."

The Right Prime Minister echoed, "Yes, Grand Tutor Yun, we will all miss you when you leave."

Taifu Yun laughed heartily: "I am not resigning and returning home. I am still in the palace. If the Right Prime Minister wants to reminisce about the past, I am always welcome."

Shangguan Wanjun listened in silence.