The wives of the concubines are empresses

Shangguan Wanjun said it was too late, and she stood up and prepared to get out of bed, but was pulled back by Hao Guifu - Gao Zihao, and fell directly into his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, why don't we..." He approached Shangguan Wanjun with an ambiguous look on his face. Shangguan Wanjun was so scared that she wanted to run away, but she still found a legitimate reason.

"We still have to review memorials, so let's take care of state affairs first." She was about to get up, but the man pulled her straight up.

"Zihao, please let me go."

Gao Zihao, the noble husband, suppressed his coquettishness and begged, "Your Majesty, just once, your humble servant only wants this once."

He knocked Shangguan Wanjun down and started doing something dangerous.

"No, why don't you listen?" Shangguan Wanjun kept pushing him, but the man held her hands too tightly.

"Your Majesty, just once."

"No, I still have memorials..."

"It won't take long."

Concubine Han - Fengjing Han, Concubine Zhengzhou - Xing and Commander Wang Qing - Qingcai - all three had woken up from their naps to review memorials and discovered that the Emperor and Concubine Hao - Gao Zihao had not yet arrived.

Han's side husband - Feng Jinghan looked up at Long Zuo, then lowered his brows.

Could they be...

After Han's concubine, Feng Jinghan, had finished reviewing ten memorials, Shangguan Wanjun and her husband finally arrived. As soon as they entered the main hall, they were stared at by several pairs of eyes.

Shangguan Wanjun felt embarrassed being stared at and sat down at the desk. The satisfied and wealthy husband, Gao Zihao, came to his seat and sat down in high spirits.

Seeing his satisfied and refreshed face, the three concubines were filled with envy and hatred.

Especially the commander-Wang Qing-Qing Caifu.

Oh, did he lose out last night? Not to mention meat, he didn’t even eat any vegetables.

Minglan took in the expressions of the four concubines, then looked down at her master and was startled to find something wrong with her neck.

Oh my god, there is a strawberry mark on the emperor’s neck?

It’s over, it’s over. I’m afraid the emperor himself didn’t notice it. How can she remind him?

Shangguan Wanjun had finished reviewing half of the memorial and handed it over, but found that no one took it. She looked up in confusion and saw that Minglan was distracted, and was very confused for a moment.

"Minglan, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, Your Majesty, I lost my composure." It was over, it was over. What should she say?

Seeing her conflicted expression, Shangguan Wanjun frowned slightly.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Minglan took a deep breath and sighed: Oh, forget it, I'd better tell the emperor quickly to prevent her from being embarrassed later.

Minglan took two steps forward and leaned forward to whisper in the empress's ear.

"Your Majesty, your neck." It's so obvious, you should know it.

Shangguan Wanjun understood her hint and felt a little embarrassed for a moment, but she did not show it at all. She just stood up calmly and glared at the culprit.

"You guys are busy. I left something in the side hall. Go get it."

When Hao Guifu-Gao Zihao saw her eyes, he was stunned.

Why did the emperor suddenly treat him like that without any regard for his nose and eyes?

In the side hall, Shangguan Wanjun came to the dressing table angrily, looked carefully in the bronze mirror, and found that there was indeed a mark on her neck.

Lianhua Ouhe and Muxiang Sun Yue only discovered it at this time, and Ouhe quickly took out something to cover her.

"Your Majesty, we servants have not been paying attention. Please punish us."

Shangguan Wanjun sighed softly: "I don't blame you, it's my own problem."

And what was Gao Zihao doing? He had to leave a mark on her neck. I don’t know if he did it on purpose.

After Shangguan Mucang took a nap, he went to the Shangshufang with Yuan Siqi and Yuan Siyu to study.

"Zhao Qian Sun Li, Zhou Wu King Zheng..."

The sound of reading could be heard in the Shangshufang. Li Taifu was wandering in the Shangshufang, listening to the sound of reading with satisfaction.

After reviewing the memorials, Shangguan Wanjun felt uncomfortable sitting down, so she stood up and walked under the eaves outside the imperial study to look at the sky.

"The sky is so blue and the air is so fresh."

Lu Yan'er smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right."

"I'll go to the Shangshufang to take a look."

Lianhua Ouhe Muxiang Sun Yuewei and others hurried to follow.

Shangguan Wanjun came to the outside of the Shangshu room and listened to the sound of reading aloud. She felt that her ears were purified.

"When your parents tell you to, do not be lazy. When your parents teach you, listen respectfully..."

Listening to the sound of reading inside, Lianhua smiled gently and looked at her master who was listening attentively.

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince and his men are studying very seriously."

"It's quite serious. Let's go and not disturb their class."

Everyone nodded respectfully and followed Shangguan Wanjun away.

While strolling, they came to the Imperial Garden.

Mu Xiang looked at the imperial garden and thought of the autumn chrysanthemums. She looked at Shangguan Wanjun.

"Your Majesty, the autumn chrysanthemums should be in full bloom. Why don't you go and take a look?"

Shangguan Wanjun thought of Juxiang and nodded immediately: "Okay, let's go."

She walked towards the chrysanthemums planted. Although the flowers in the imperial garden were not as abundant as in summer, there were still many flowers, such as osmanthus and chrysanthemums.

As I walked, the fragrance of osmanthus wafted in the wind.

"I smell the sweet scent of osmanthus. Could it be that the osmanthus flowers are blooming?"

Sun Yuewei noticed an osmanthus tree diagonally opposite, and under the tree were chrysanthemums of various colors in full bloom.

"Your Majesty, look over there."

Shangguan Wanjun looked up and found that there was indeed a tree, and the ground beneath it was full of chrysanthemums. Delighted, she walked over, looking up at the osmanthus flowers and down at the chrysanthemums.

Looking at the blooming chrysanthemums, she bent down and sniffed them, then stood up and looked up at the tree, reaching out to pick the flowers, but the height was a little short.

"Hey." How annoying! How come she isn't even 1.78 meters tall?

At this time, a big hand reached out and broke off a branch. Shangguan Wanjun was suddenly stunned. Looking at the osmanthus in front of her, she came back to her senses and looked up, meeting General Nan Shaoan's affectionate eyes.

"Prince Consort, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, you want to pick some flowers? They are here."

Shangguan Wanjun smiled gently and reached out to take it.

"Thank you."

"We are husband and wife, no need to thank me."

Liu Cheng and others smiled secretly with their heads down, thinking that their master got along well with everyone.

Sun Yuewei looked up at the osmanthus tree, then looked down at a osmanthus flower in her master's jade hand, and a suggestion came to her mind.

"Your Majesty, the osmanthus flowers are in full bloom. How about we pick some?"

Shangguan Wanjun was stunned: "Why are you picking osmanthus flowers?"

"We can make osmanthus cakes of many flavors. If conditions permit, we can also make osmanthus wine."

Shangguan Wanjun chuckled: "You still want to make sweet-scented osmanthus wine, you have a lot of ideas, but picking sweet-scented osmanthus flowers to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake is worth a try."

Sun Yuewei immediately volunteered, "Let me pick the flowers."

"Forget it, don't make things difficult for us. We have a ready-made labor force here, so why not use it?"

General Nan Shaoan smiled helplessly: "Your Majesty, have all my subjects become laborers?"

Shangguan Wanjun gave him a reproachful look: "You don't want to? Then I can consider changing someone else."

"No, let the servants come. We can take down as many servants as you want, even if it means balding the entire tree."

"No, you have to leave some space for me to enjoy the flowers."

"Okay, the emperor is the most beautiful, the emperor has the final say."