The wives of the concubines are empresses

Shangguan Wanjun, who was handling the memorial, was stunned when she saw the name on the memorial.

Jiang Chengkun?

Memories from many years ago flooded back. This person was the official she had specially assigned to manage Jiamusi County.

She remembered that he seemed to have been promoted, and wondered what official position he held now.

"Minglan."

"emperor."

"Do you remember this person?"

Minglan looked down and found that the person the emperor was pointing to was Jiang Chengkun.

"I remember that he is now a seventh-rank county magistrate. I still need to check the information about his appointment as county magistrate."

"Then go check it out. I'll take a look at his achievements since his promotion."

Minglan understood and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

I didn't expect that this person could still leave an impression in the emperor's heart. If nothing unexpected happens, he should have more luck.

Seeing that the emperor suddenly became interested in a minister, the other princes felt a sense of crisis.

Could it be that the emperor wants to marry another princess?

Not long after, Concubine Qiao's husband, Su Kangqiao, found Shangguan Wanjun in a daze. Not long after, she was in a daze again, supporting her right hand. No one knew what she was thinking about.

A blue butterfly flew in from outside the tent and initially landed on Shangguan Wanjun's fingers, causing Ouhe to exclaim in surprise.

"emperor."

"What's wrong?" Why is Ouhe making such a fuss?

"There is a butterfly on your jade finger."

Shangguan Wanjun was stunned when she heard this: There is a butterfly on the jade finger?

It was so outrageous. When she looked up, the butterfly had flown away and landed on her simple bun.

Many people were stunned by this scene.

Mu Xiang exclaimed in shock: "The butterfly is in your hair again."

Shangguan Wanjun exclaimed in shock: "Ah, no way."

It was the first time that a butterfly landed on her, but unfortunately she could not see the butterfly on her hair, nor did she know what she looked like at the moment.

Concubine Yang - Hu Siyang, Concubine Ran - Wang Ran, Concubine Qiao - Su Kangqiao and Concubine Wen - Li Youwen were all amazed when they saw it. Concubine Yang - Hu Siyang even whispered instructions to Lin Ye.

"Go, get me an easel." He wanted to paint the emperor, who was so beautiful and cold.

Shangguan Wanjun wanted to move, but was stopped by Yang's concubine, Hu Siyang.

"Your Majesty, please hold on a little longer."

Shangguan Wanjun was puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

"You'll know in a moment."

Seeing him so mysterious, Shangguan Wanjun also became a little curious, but it was still a bit uncomfortable to stay still.

When she was getting a little impatient, Lin Ye came over with an easel, followed by the paints brought by the eunuch.

Everyone understood and finally realized what he was going to do.

Fortunately, the butterfly was quite resilient and did not fly away, allowing Yang's husband, Hu Siyang, to indulge in his quest to paint his beloved.

When he finished writing, Shangguan Wanjun was a little impatient. After all, she had been motionless for a long time and wanted to see the final results.

As soon as she moved, the butterfly took off and flew away. Shangguan Wanjun felt reluctant to let it go as it flew out of the tent.

pity!

When the ink on the painting had dried, Lin Ye and Manmu couldn't wait to pick it up and show it to Shangguan Wanjun for appreciation.

"Your Majesty, look, our concubine has painted you like a real person."

When Shangguan Wanjun heard Lin Ye's words, she looked up and was indeed stunned at first sight.

Seeing her excitedly stand up and lift up her dress to admire the painting, Yang's concubine - Hu Siyang knew that he had painted it correctly.

"Your Majesty, please give me some comments."

Shangguan Wanjun couldn't let go and reached out to touch it lovingly: "Beautiful, was I really like this just now?"

"Really? I'll draw the picture of the butterfly between your fingers later."

"Really? Thank you Siyang, I like it very much. When I return to the palace, I will frame it and hang it in my bedroom." She wanted to be able to see and appreciate it at any time.

Hearing her calling his name so confidently in public, he was shocked.

It’s not that the emperor hasn’t called his name before, but over the years, he only called it out when they were making love and the emperor was aroused.

And every time she shouted it out, he felt even more encouraged, and he worked harder and felt more satisfied when he wanted her.

Shangguan Wanjun didn't notice his change. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she thought he was tired.

"If you're tired, why not go out and paint after lunch? It's a good time to take a nap after you finish painting."

"Okay, your humble servant will obey the emperor." His eyes were full of tenderness and doting.

After lunch, Shangguan Wanjun took the initiative to hold his hand.

"Come on, you can paint in my tent, okay? I want to see it with my own eyes." In fact, men are also very beautiful when they paint seriously.

If she were just an ordinary woman, she would also be moved when she saw him so focused and handsome.

What's more, this outstanding man is her legitimate husband, the man who made her sleep with the Royal Jade Butterfly.

And every time they perform the ritual of husband and wife, they become moved and passionate with each other.

Yang's concubine - Hu Siyang did not expect that she would be so proactive in public today, and he was very happy.

"it is good."

The two of them left the tent hand in hand. Lin Ye and Manmu hurriedly followed with their tools, while the other side lords looked at them enviously as they walked away.

Why does the empress hold such an important position in their hearts? In addition to her status and gentle beauty, it is also because of her understanding, gentleness and authenticity.

There is also initiative between the couple, allowing them to feel the care, respect, understanding, tolerance and initiative from their wives like ordinary couples, as well as cooperation and catering whenever they are moved.

Apart from the relationship between the monarch and his subjects, most of the time when they were with the empress, they felt like normal men, enjoying the happiness of being a man and a husband, so they could not let go of the empress for many years.

We feel sorry for her difficulties, and we will understand and tolerate each other, and even unite and be friendly, just to make her feel more relaxed.

In the tent, Shangguan Wanjun personally spread rice paper for Yang's concubine, Hu Siyang.

Yang's concubine, Hu Siyang, couldn't help laughing when he saw this. After looking at Shangguan Wanjun tenderly, he picked up the brush, bent down and began to paint seriously.

The Shangguan Wanjun in the painting has a hint of sadness in her eyes, and the blue butterfly between her fingers makes her sadness even greater.

Shangguan Wanjun was shocked to see herself like this.

"Si Yang, was I like this at that time?" Was she so sad?

Yang's concubine, Hu Siyang, spoke up affirmatively: "Yes, this is the first time I've seen the emperor so worried. Is there something on your mind?"

The man gently held her in his arms. Feeling his strong heartbeat, Shangguan Wanjun felt a little shy.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yang's concubine, Hu Siyang, spoke with concern.

"Your Majesty, we are husband and wife. If I can solve the problem, you must tell me." I don't want you to carry it alone.

"It's nothing, just a trivial matter. Don't let it affect the time we spend together." She just suddenly remembered herself in her previous life.

During the years of the Yuan Dynasty, she actually rarely recalled her past life, as if it was a very long time ago.