The wives of the concubines are empresses

The other side officials were all surprised when they saw the interaction between the master and servant.

As the ruler of the world, how could the emperor be so approachable?

Looking at how he gets along with the palace maids, it seems as natural and harmonious as if they were friends.

Concubine Kang Su Kangqiao looked at the scene expressionlessly, and no one knew what she was thinking.

He is the eldest son of a concubine of the Lord of the Honglu Temple. He is nineteen years old and is not favored at home, which makes him have a cold personality and always looks indifferent.

An inappropriate and rogue laugh sounded: "Your Majesty, your humble servant misses you too."

Shangguan Wanjun turned around and looked for the source of the sound, only to see a handsome figure looking at her with a naughty smile.

Who is this side gentleman? He has the cool and handsome temperament of Ou Hao.

"you are?"

"I am the son of Lord Wei Commander, Li Youwen."

"You look so small."

Lianhua suppressed her laughter in her heart: Your Majesty, you are also young.

The other concubines did not expect the emperor to speak in this way, and for a moment the atmosphere at the dinner table became a little unusual.

Concubine Wen Li Youwen smiled and looked at the gentle and dignified girl with a handsome face.

"This minister is fourteen years old this year, the same age as the emperor."

Shangguan Wanjun became interested: "What month were you born?"

"Your Majesty, I am fourteen years old on the first day of June."

Shangguan Wanjun realized that she had forgotten her birthday, so she turned and looked at Lianhua Muxiang Ouhe.

"What month is it?"

The three of them looked incredulous, and Mu Xiang exclaimed in surprise.

"Your Majesty, it is the tenth day of the fifth month."

Shangguan Wanjun murmured to herself: The tenth day of the fifth month, so he is younger than me.

After realizing this, Shangguan Wanjun looked at him in surprise.

"Oh my god, we are actually brother and sister."

Concubine Wen Li Youwen's mouth twitched.

"Your Majesty, I am your husband." They are not brother and sister.

"That's a sister-brother relationship."

Everyone was shocked: What does sister-brother love mean?

The second son of the Dali Temple Minister, Concubine Song Xuanyi, spoke.

"Your Majesty, what does sister-brother love mean?"

The other attendants also looked at her.

"You all don't know this, you're so ignorant. When a boy and a girl are of different ages and they're dating or getting married, it's called a sister-brother relationship."

Zhu Wu, the second eldest son of the left-hand man, rarely took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, what about us?"

Shangguan Wanjun looked at the person who came in confusion. The other person had a feminine and cold face, and when he spoke, his cold temperament was revealed.

"How old are you?"

Concubine Wu Zhu Wu's mouth twitched. Why did she sound like an elder asking questions?

"My husband, Zhu Wu, is the second son of the governor, and he is already twenty years old."

twenty?

Shangguan Wanjun smiled faintly: "Twenty is not so bad, she is only four years older than me, there is no generation gap."

The humorous and witty Concubine Zheng Zhouxing was stunned: "Your Majesty, may I ask what the generation gap is?"

Shangguan Wanjun was already eating potato chips. When she heard someone asking her a question, she opened her mouth to respond.

"As the saying goes, there's a generation gap every three years, but actually being three or four years older isn't that bad."

Except for Concubine Wu Zhu Wu who was already twenty years old, the second legitimate son of Guanglu Temple Jiang Ruobai and the eldest illegitimate son of Honglu Temple were both nineteen years old. When they heard the emperor say that there was a generation gap every three years, they were all stunned.

This was the first time they heard of this statement.

Concubine Wen Li Youwen is interested in the sister-brother relationship mentioned by the emperor.

"Your Majesty, is there no other explanation for sister-brother love?"

Shangguan Wanjun picked up the sweet millet porridge and took a sip.

"Yes, a woman who is three years older than you is a gold brick."

Thinking of the gap between them, Shangguan Wanjun spoke again without mercy: "But we can't hold the gold brick together. After all, I am less than a year older than you. But rounding it up, I am also one month older than you."

Concubine Wen Li Youwen rolled her eyes when she heard this, and Shangguan Wanjun happened to see it.

"You actually rolled your eyes at me?"

The concubines were shocked. This Concubine Wen Li Youwen was really brave.

The corners of Concubine Wen Li Youwen's mouth twitched. He had already turned over a lot, what could he do?

Seeing the other party rolling his eyes again, Shangguan Wanjun became furious and picked up the serving chopsticks to search at the bottom of the pot.

Concubine Wen Bai Xuanyi took a look and wanted to help.

"Your Majesty, what vegetables are you looking for? Let me help you."

Shangguan Wanjun refused while searching seriously.

"No need, my beloved, please eat your food seriously."

God helps those who work hard, and Shangguan Wanjun finally found what she wanted.

"Come, my beloved concubine, you have worked hard to roll your eyes. This is my reward to you."

Concubine Wu took a look at it and her eyes twitched. Why did she feel that it was a big piece of ginger?

Shangguan Wanjun even stood up, holding Jiang and walked to the side of Concubine Wen Li Youwen, with a smile on her face.

"My dear, eat quickly, ah."

Seeing the dishes being served to her, Concubine Wen Li Youwen felt that the emperor was childish.

Concubine Wu spread the news that she understood what the emperor had done, which was a prank.

"Princess Wen, this is a gift from the Emperor, you must eat it quickly."

Hearing that someone was helping her, Shangguan Wanjun smiled brightly and charmingly.

"Husband, eat quickly, my hands are tired."

Shangguan Wanjun blinked her eyes and looked at the person whose expression changed with a smile on her face.

In desperation, Concubine Wen Li Youwen had to open her mouth and eat it, but after he chewed it, a spicy feeling came over him.

He looked at the brightly smiling girl in front of him in shock: "What did you give me to eat?"

Why does it taste weird?

Shangguan Wanjun covered her face with a smile: "Ginger, it tastes okay, right?"

Concubine Wen Li Youwen's handsome face twisted with anger: "You..."

Liu Cheng was shocked: "Princess Wen, how dare you disrespect the Emperor."

Noble Consort Wen Bai Xuanyi said, "That's right, Your Majesty, he has offended you twice. Including the first time, that's three times. You must punish him severely."

Concubine Wu looked at Concubine Wen Bai Xuanyi, the corners of her mouth twitching. She really doesn't mind the trouble. He is everywhere.

Shangguan Wanjun tilted her head and thought: "What Concubine Wen said seems to make some sense."

The other princes burst out laughing: It turns out that the emperor can also make trouble for others.

Shangguan Wanjun, who was tired of standing, sat directly into the arms of one of the men, and the other man was so frightened that he hurriedly supported her.

"My beloved, please sit down quickly. You are looking down at me like this, and it hurts my neck."

Concubine Wen Li Youwen knew that she had stepped on an iron wall this time, and she felt a little regretful for her hasty words.

He leaned over and sat down obediently.

"Your Majesty, how do you intend to punish me?"

Shangguan Wanjun looked at the red soup pot in front of her and smiled, pointing with her slender jade hand.

"Click, it clicks."

Concubine Wen Li Youwen was delighted, thinking that eating vegetables was no punishment at all.

"Hey, why are you holding chopsticks? I want you to drink the soup."

Li Youwen, the concubine of Wen, was stunned: "Ah, drink soup?"

He looked at the bottom of the red soup pot in front of him and suspected that the emperor was joking.

Shu Fei Gao Zihao chuckled, gloating and urging: "Brother, why don't you do it quickly."

Tang Yihua, the usually aloof illegitimate son, somehow took the bowl of Concubine Wen Li Youwen, scooped a few spoonfuls of the red oil floating on it with a spoon and handed it to him.

"You're welcome, bro."

Concubine Wen Li Youwen wanted to beat someone up. These people were taking advantage of her misfortune. It was really enough.

Under everyone's gaze, Concubine Wen Li Youwen finally drank a bowl of red soup base.

Shangguan Wanjun was "considerate" enough to wipe his mouth with a handkerchief, but the key point was that she said something irritating.

"Husband, is it delicious? Would you like another bowl?"

Concubine Wen Li Youwen choked with fear: "Cough cough cough..."