The wives of the concubines are empresses

When Shangguan Wanjun picked up the chopsticks next to the bowl and was about to pick up some food, a voice rang out.

"Your Majesty, those are my subject's chopsticks."

Shangguan Wanjun said it didn't matter, "It's okay."

But in the end she still changed the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of tender beef and put it in the bowl of the side master who had just spoken.

"Eat."

He is the second son of Anfusi, Wang Ran, who is eighteen years old.

"Your Majesty, I thank you."

He was also very surprised that the emperor would pick up food for him. Apart from Concubine Wen Li Youwen, he was probably the first concubine present to have food picked up by the emperor.

The faint fragrance of the girl is refreshing.

Shangguan Wanjun started to act as a breeder, constantly picking up food for Concubine Ran Wang Ran, mostly meat dishes.

This differential treatment made Concubine Wen Li Youwen sad.

"Your Majesty, aren't you being too partial?"

Shangguan Wanjun showed an understanding expression, picked up a piece of lotus root and put it into the other person's eyes.

"Eat quickly."

Looking at the vegetarian dishes in the bowl, Concubine Wen Li Youwen frowned.

"Why are concubines all meat and ministers all vegetarian?"

Shangguan Wanjun said as a matter of course, "It's tiring for him to hold me, he needs to eat more to replenish his energy."

"Your husband can also hold you."

Shangguan Wanjun

"No, I don't want to. You just said something that pissed me off. Besides, I'm afraid you'll be too skinny and I'll throw you down."

Concubine Wen Li Youwen had a lot of expressions on her face, and now she was even laughing out of anger.

"You're kidding! I have six-pack abs, so how could I not be able to carry the emperor? You weigh at most 80 pounds."

"Who knows? I haven't seen it."

Concubine Wen Li Youwen was furious, thinking it was like talking to a cow, but he didn't dare say it out loud.

Shangguan Wanjun seemed to want to say something, supporting her chin.

"Besides, I'm not just over 80 pounds, okay? I weigh 90 pounds."

Why be so thin? Not only will it make you suffer, but life will also be meaningless.

Concubine Wen Li Youwen was depressed by the rebuttal, but she continued to refute it with gritted teeth.

"Women look better when they are thin. Liu Ruo has a slender waist, is gentle and dignified, and well-educated and well-mannered."

Shangguan Wanjun looked at him as if he were an idiot. "I am developing a face that is round and smooth, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

You are too young to understand."

The attendants had various expressions on their faces, including stunned, surprised, laughing, and confused.

Seeing that she was refuted again, Concubine Wen Li Youwen felt depressed and speechless.

Seeing him being humiliated, Shangguan Wanjun's laughter trembled.

"My dear, am I heavy?"

Concubine Ran Wang Ran was stunned. It turned out that the emperor was asking her.

"The emperor is not heavy." He is a man. If he can't even lift the emperor who weighs 90 kilograms, people will laugh at him.

But the girl's body is soft, and it feels different to hug her.

Feeling a little empty, Shangguan Wanjun stood up and left, returning to her seat.

The soft touch in his arms disappeared, and Wang Ran felt a moment of loss. Fortunately, he adjusted himself in time and no one noticed his loss of composure.

Shangguan Wanjun continued to eat her favorite potato chips, tender beef, kelp and other foods.

"Would you like to drink, my dears?"

Concubine Wen Bai Xuanyi was delighted and asked, "Is it okay?"

Shangguan Wanjun was puzzled. "Why not? Isn't it said that a little drink can improve your mood? A few drinks are fine, just don't drink too much and it will hurt your health."

Concubine Wen Bai Xuanyi quickly looked at Liu Cheng and said, "Please, Eunuch Liu, get us two jars of wine."

For a dozen people, two jars are more than enough.

When Liu Cheng brought the osmanthus wine, Concubine Wen Bai Xuanyi couldn't wait to open it and pour the wine, and a fresh fragrance of osmanthus came to her.

“It smells so good.”

“This is the Osmanthus Bar.”

"Correct."

Shangguan Wanjun listened to what the concubines said and looked at the small wine jar. There was indeed the fragrance of osmanthus and wine wafting out, and the combination of the two had a unique taste.

Concubine Wen Bai Xuanyi poured a glass for the emperor first, but Shangguan Wanjun said she didn't want to drink it.

"I don't need it anymore."

She really doesn't like this kind of liquor, but beer is okay for now.

Concubine Wen Bai Xuanyi chuckled, "Your Majesty, please have a drink and try it."

Shangguan Wanjun picked up the small wine glass and took a sip. A spicy taste stimulated her throat and mouth.

"Cough cough..." Oh my god, this wine is terrible.

Concubine Wu was so frightened by the publicity that she quickly filled a bowl of chicken soup, picked up a small spoonful, blew on it, and put it to the girl's mouth.

"Your Majesty, please drink some soup."

After drinking a mouthful of hot soup, Shangguan Wanjun felt like she was alive again.

Concubine Wu then put spoonful after spoonful into Shangguan Wanjun's mouth. After she drank most of it, Shangguan Wanjun felt much better.

Concubine Wu used a handkerchief to gently wipe the girl's lips. After this episode, the concubines did not dare to let the emperor drink.

Fortunately, the emperor was easygoing today, and they ate and drank happily.

At the end of the family dinner, Shangguan Wanjun looked at Concubine Hua Tang Yihua.

"Let's go to my beloved concubine's palace tonight."

Concubine Hua Tang Yihua bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

The other attendants looked at the two of them walking away together, feeling rather jealous.

Halfway through the sitting, Shangguan Wanjun supported her head and looked at Concubine Hua Tang Yihua who was a little behind her.

"My dear, how about we go downstairs and take a walk?" It was not very comfortable to sit there, probably because I was too full.

Fortunately, after drinking the digestive tea, I gradually feel better.

Concubine Hua Tang Yihua also felt a little full and was not very comfortable sitting in the sedan chair.

After hearing the emperor's words, he agreed without thinking.

"Your Majesty, I obey you."

Liu Cheng received the look, swung his whisk and shouted.

"Get off the sedan."

The two walked towards the Summer Palace, one in front and one behind.

Shangguan Wanjun looked up and saw the full moon hanging high in the sky and chuckled.

"The moon is so round tonight."

Hearing this, Concubine Hua Tang Yihua also looked up.

Yes, the moon is round, but his heart is cold.

He is a concubine's son in the family. He is neither the legitimate son nor the eldest son. He is not favored in the family and is a dispensable existence.

Shangguan Wanjun looked at the silent young man and felt that he was worried about something.

"Tell your attendants to go back and have the palace maids prepare water for bathing later."

Kang Jiandu, the attendant beside Concubine Hua Tang Yihua, gave an order and turned to look at the quiet emperor.

"My husband has given the order."

Shangguan Wanjun nodded slightly, and the two walked forward in silence.

After two quarters of an hour, we arrived at the Summer Palace.

The guards followed the two men into the hall and guarded every corner of the outer hall tightly.

As she entered the hall, Shangguan Wanjun smelled the fragrance of ink.

"My dear, do you often practice calligraphy?"

Upon hearing this, Concubine Hua Tang Yihua was stunned, but quickly realized that perhaps the emperor smelled the scent of ink.

"Yes."

The two of them went to wash up, and Shangguan Wanjun walked into the bedroom wearing a pink dress.

The boy had already washed up and was sitting lazily on the couch reading a book.

Hearing the noise, the young man raised his eyes and looked at the girl with a natural face, who was as beautiful as a lotus blooming in clear water. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, how are you?" Concubine Hua Tang Yihua put down the book, stood up and bowed.

She nodded slightly and looked at the book on the coffee table. "What are you reading?"

"A book of poetry."

Shangguan Wanjun didn't ask any further questions, but turned and walked towards the dressing table.

Because of the emperor, dressing tables will also be placed in each side of the emperor's bedroom.

Lianhua and Muxiang are taking care of their master's skin.

"Your Majesty, it's done."

With the help of Ouhe, Shangguan Wanjun stood up.