The wives of the concubines are empresses

After washing up, General Anyong finally went to find his own general.

"General, do we...really want to enter the palace and become concubines?" But they have been fighting wars all year round and can't stay in the capital for long.

What exactly does the general mean by this?

General Nan Shaoan was sitting on the couch at this time. When he heard his words, he slowly looked up.

"We are generals, responsible for fighting, but if the rear cannot be supplied in time, how can we fight well?" Like before the empress ascended the throne, they had nothing and were controlled by others in every way.

General An Yong thought about it carefully and felt that what he said made sense, but considering that his general was such a smart person, there must be more than just this reason.

After pondering for a moment, he finally asked the question from the bottom of his heart: "General, did you fall in love with the emperor at first sight?"

He has become successful and can speak eloquently.

General Nan Shaoan asked in return: "Do you dare to say you didn't?"

General An Yong carefully recalled the scene and his face turned slightly red, but it was not noticeable because he was dark-skinned.

Seeing that he was silent, General Nan Shaoan did not continue to extend the topic, but returned to the original question.

"The new emperor has been restricted in many ways since he ascended the throne. It has not been easy for the emperor either, especially since he is still a woman and so young." She is four years younger than him.

Princess Zhaolan during the previous emperor's time was a princess who had never been involved in worldly affairs. What had happened in the past few months was far beyond what she could bear.

Thinking of the emperor who had just ascended the throne, who wrote to him privately and sent people to bring him food, grain, cloth, medicinal herbs, seeds, and methods, he was shocked by his foresight and foresight.

When I think about her being so thin and frail, yet having to support such a big country, with old ministers suppressing her in front and no one to rely on, and the treasury having no money, I really don’t know how she managed to survive.

Hearing this, General Anyong fell silent, as if he understood.

Shangguan Wanjun was originally planning to return to the Dragon Bedroom, but after a guard whispered a few words in her ear, she turned around and headed for Yongkang Palace.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Everyone in Yongkang Palace was shocked. Why did the emperor come suddenly?

The drunk Concubine Wen - Bai Xuanyi heard the emperor arriving in a trance, and he thought he was hallucinating.

The emperor is entertaining generals today, so how could he come to his palace?

Chen Lie hurried into the bedroom and saw the drunk concubine in a puddle of mud. He was so anxious that he wanted to die on the spot.

"Oh, my Lord, the Emperor is here, please stop drinking." Oh my goodness, this is the end.

Shangguan Wanjun felt that the atmosphere in Yongkang Palace was strange, and her eyes lingered on Mo Yan.

"Where is your side master?"

Mo Yan bowed, his expression somewhat unnatural, even frightened.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has gone to bed." Yes, he has gone to bed. The emperor cannot see the concubine in that state.

Shangguan Wanjun looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Why doesn't she believe it so much?

No, just go in and take a look.

Mo Yan was shocked when he saw the emperor walking straight towards the bedroom.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has fallen asleep, you..." Or you should go back.

Seeing him trying to stop her, Shangguan Wanjun felt more and more that something was fishy, ​​and she also smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Her eyes were tinged with anger: "Get out of the way."

Mo Yan was shocked. The emperor was angry.

"emperor……"

Shangguan Wanjun turned around and gave her guards a look, and the two who followed her in went straight forward and arrested him.

At this moment, Mo Yan felt hopeless.

Chen Lie was extremely anxious, but he found someone pushing open the door of the bedroom. He looked up and his eyes widened.

"Your Majesty..." It's over, it's over.

Seeing an empty wine jar on the ground, Shangguan Wanjun frowned.

"What's wrong with him?"

I've never heard that Concubine Wen has a hobby of drinking.

Chen Lie didn't know how to explain and was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Your Majesty, the concubine was in a bad mood today and accidentally... drank too much..." Yes, he accidentally drank too much.

Shangguan Wanjun walked over and snatched the small wine jar from the young man's hand.

Without the wine jar, Concubine Wen - Bai Xuanyi looked impatient.

"Give me."

Liucheng Minglan and others looked at each other, wondering what they should do now.

Stand quietly and wait for instructions?

I think so.

The young man stood up shakily and tried to grab the jar of wine, but Shangguan Wanjun handed it to him. Liu Cheng hurried forward to take it.

"Why are you stealing my wine?" You are frustrated in love and can't even enjoy a drink?

Shangguan Wanjun suppressed her impatience and said, "I am the emperor and you are my beloved concubine."

"Someone, go make a bowl of hangover soup and bring it over."

Chen Lie hurriedly gave instructions to the servants, and they left the bedroom.

"Chen Lie, change your master's clothes, shoes and socks." She didn't want to keep smelling this unpleasant smell, which was not only unpleasant but also pungent.

"Yes, I will change it immediately."

A quarter of an hour later, Concubine Wen - Bai Xuanyi became his cleaner self again.

Shangguan Wanjun got up, poured a glass of water, came to the couch, and handed the quilt to the man's mouth.

"Be good, drink some water."

Listening to her gentle voice, Concubine Wen - Bai Xuanyi opened her mouth obediently, and Shangguan Wanjun fed her effortlessly.

"Hey, this is the first time I've served water to someone after such a long time." The key point is that the other party is a drunk handsome young man. Is this lucky or unfortunate?

Shangguan Wanjun was just about to put the cup on the coffee table when her wrist was grabbed.

She looked up in confusion and met the boy's hazy eyes.

"emperor?"

"I..." She was interrupted before she could finish.

"How could it be, how could it be the emperor? She is still enjoying the peace and prosperity with those generals." How could she remember him, an old friend?

Shangguan Wanjun felt something was wrong when she heard this. It sounded like something a resentful woman in a secluded house would say.

She leaned forward to confirm: "You, ate something wrong?"

Will these children from aristocratic families be jealous?

If she were not the empress, these people would probably have at least one wife and many concubines.

Is it still the vying for favor effect?

For example, the concubines in the harem of a male emperor are all vying for favor.

When Chen Lie saw the hangover soup coming, he quickly took it and served it.

"Your Majesty, the hangover soup is here."

My Lord, please don't talk nonsense, otherwise it will be all over.

Unexpectedly, the person who had been quiet for a while was not cooperative at all when drinking the sobering soup.

"I don't want to drink, get out of here."

Chen Lie wanted to cry, it was not easy for him.

Shangguan Wanjun sighed helplessly, and the next moment she held her forehead with her hand.

"Your Majesty, I will feed you if you ask me to."

Hearing this, Chen Lie Moyan wanted to run away: My Lord, don’t you have any idea of ​​the situation right now?

How dare you order the emperor around? Maybe you think your head is too stable hanging on your neck.

He felt a chill on his neck.

Shangguan Wanjun dismissed everyone and left herself alone.

Chen Lie walked while looking back, hoping that his concubine would not do anything excessive.

Shangguan Wanjun stared at the hangover soup on the coffee table and picked it up resignedly.

"Here, drink."

Concubine Wen - Bai Xuanyi pouted: "The emperor is fierce, I won't drink."

Shangguan Wanjun wanted to curse at this time, but when she thought that the other party was a drunkard, she decided not to bother with him.

"Come, my dear husband, let's drink the sobering soup, and you won't feel so uncomfortable." Isn't this gentle enough?

I am really impressed that she, a queen, has fallen to the point of serving others.