The wives of the concubines are empresses

Shangguan Wanjun, who was enjoying her meal, suddenly thought of her two imperial husbands. She looked at the two men standing there while eating pumpkin pie.

"Come here."

The two looked at each other in surprise, but still walked over obediently. Shangguan Wanjun picked up a pumpkin pie and motioned with one hand for Wu Guifei-Xuanxuanfeng to bend down and squat a little. The latter did as she was told. She put the pumpkin pie to his mouth. Wu Guifei-Xuanxuanfeng took a big bite and reached out to take the pumpkin pie away.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

General Nan Shaoan was secretly delighted. It was not bad to receive such treatment right after returning.

When he ate the pumpkin pie, his handsome dark face was full of smiles.

"Your Majesty, these steamed dumplings taste quite good."

Shangguan Wanjun said proudly, "Of course. How can a pregnant woman eat bad food? If so, the chefs in the imperial kitchen should reflect on their actions."

Concubine Wu - Propaganda Style With a gentle smile, she continued, "Your Majesty is right."

Shangguan Wanjun's cheeks were bulging from eating so much that General Nan Shaoan couldn't help but want to take a steamed dumpling, but was slapped away by Concubine Wu.

"No, Concubine Wu, why did you hit your husband?"

"Do you have the nerve to compete with a pregnant woman for food?"

General Nan Shaoan looked embarrassed and tried to explain in an unnatural manner.

"It's because the emperor is eating so deliciously. Besides, you're eating too."

Concubine Wu glared at him and said, "How can this be the same for me? That was fed by the Emperor."

Liucheng Minglan almost burst out laughing. How could it be so funny that these two iron-willed generals were arguing about this issue?

Shangguan Wanjun frowned slightly when she heard this: "It seems you are blaming me for not feeding you."

Concubine Wu was shocked and hurried to explain.

"Your Majesty, it's not what you think." He wanted to explain further, but his mouth was filled with a pumpkin pie, and the words he wanted to say were blocked.

General Nan Shaoan almost dropped his jaw in shock. The emperor was so fast, accurate and ruthless.

Shangguan Wanjun looked at the man with a silly smile on his face and asked, "Steamed dumplings for you?"

General Nan Shaoan, who was slow to react, was stunned: "Oh, any minister or husband is fine, as long as he is fed by the emperor."

"Hmph, you're so smooth-talking. I'll just feed you air." Having said that, she still picked up a steamed dumpling and fed it to his mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious. How can it not be delicious if it's fed by the emperor?"

Shangguan Wanjun lowered her head and smiled: "Look, I'm feeding you Coptis chinensis and you still say that."

Lianhua and Ouhe lowered their heads and tried to suppress their laughter, their shoulders trembling slightly. This was the result of their best efforts to endure.

Fortunately, Shangguan Wanjun quickly recovered, and the sky gradually darkened. Concubine Wu Xuanchuanfeng took the initiative to take her leave. In the huge main hall, only Shangguan Wanjun, General Nan Shaoan, and the palace maids were left.

Seeing that Concubine Wu and Xuanzhai Feng had left on their own initiative, General Nan Shaoan sat down next to Shangguan Wanjun.

"Your Majesty, we haven't seen each other for so long, do you miss me?"

Looking at his bright eyes, Shangguan Wanjun felt as if she was being sucked in.

"Brother, you have no shame in saying such reckless things in public."

General Nan Shaoan said: "Your Majesty, it is shameful for a minister to talk to his wife."

Liu Cheng and Shi Qingxue smiled at each other. The emperor matches well with everyone, and there is a sense of atmosphere and story.

The person selected by the Anbo Mansion to be sent to the palace was eliminated by the Empress Dowager of the Eastern Palace, which made everyone in the Anbo Mansion so angry that they couldn't sleep well.

Late at night, Mr. Amber suddenly woke up. He sat up reluctantly, and Mrs. Amber was woken up by his movement.

"Uncle, why are you not sleeping so late at night?"

Uncle An looked at his wife's wrinkled face and felt disgusted.

"Such a big thing happened in the mansion, and you can still sleep." This really pissed him off. So such a big mansion is all up to him? It's really hilarious.

Madam Anbo frowned and said, "No, Lord, how can you blame me? The person we chose was eliminated by the Queen Mother of the Eastern Palace, not by me."

Lord An may have felt that he had harmed some innocent people, but he still felt uncomfortable. If any royal relative did what they did, people would laugh at him if others told them about it.

In her dream, Shangguan Wanjun slept with a frown on her face. She dreamed that she had an argument with her mother. The dream did not specify the reason for the argument, but it made her sleep poorly in the second half of the night.

After Shangguan Wanjun woke up, she was a little absent-minded until she went to court.

Seeing her listless appearance, Liu Cheng felt distressed and worried: "Your Majesty, if you feel unwell, please tell us."

Shangguan Wanjun shook her head. The moment she entered the Golden Palace, she immediately became a different person, regaining her usual cold expression. With Minglan's support, she walked step by step towards the dragon throne.

Empress Dowager Xigong didn't expect that her father would actually enter the palace directly with the token she gave him. The moment she saw him, she felt a little unwell.

"Father, why are you here?"

Lord An bowed and said, "I pay my respects to the Queen Mother. May the Queen Mother be well and at peace."

According to ancestral regulations, Empress Dowager Xigong had to accept her father's visit.

"Father, please excuse me. I wonder what brings you here this time?"

Mr. An was angry and spoke in a somewhat aggressive tone.

"Empress Dowager, are you truly unaware or are you pretending not to know the purpose of my visit to the palace?"

Aunt Cui was furious when she heard this: "How dare you, Lord An, offend your superiors."

Lord An was shocked by Nanny Cui's aura. Only at this moment did he truly feel the distance between his daughter and him. She was no longer the unfavored concubine, but the biological mother of the empress, and now the honorable Empress Dowager of the West Palace.

Seeing her father suddenly stunned, Empress Dowager Xigong felt very uncomfortable.

"Father, please sit down."

Mr. An also realized that he had indeed offended others with his words just now.

"It was an unintentional mistake just now. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The Queen Mother Xigong shook her head: "Father, you are joking. Please take a seat."

Seeing that his daughter was no longer angry, he felt much more at ease and relaxed.

"I thank the Empress Dowager very much, and thank you for the invitation to sit down."

This time he was smarter and expressed his grievances to the Empress Dowager Xigong with both emotion and reason.

"Empress Dowager, you understand the state of our family. It was with great difficulty that you were promoted to Empress Dowager. It was only then that we finally had a happy ending. But the Emperor doesn't understand."

The Queen Mother of the Western Palace hurriedly defended her daughter, "Father, you're joking. The Emperor still has you in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have issued the decree to confer the title many years ago."

Nanny Cui frowned as she listened to Lord An's words. She had a premonition that something big was going to happen this time, and she prayed in her heart that it would not affect her master too much.

They share the same honor and disgrace with their master. If the master is not doing well, they will not be doing well either. No matter what, she does not want either outcome to happen.

"Empress Dowager, please help me one last time. If our Zhang family doesn't produce a concubine, it will be the end of us."

Empress Dowager Xigong was very conflicted.