The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Jiang Wantang looked at him blankly, then closed her eyes obediently.

Like a kitten, she looked so docile, gentle and well-behaved that Ji Wuyuan felt completely softened.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the bright and innocent girl with her eyes closed in his arms.

Suddenly I felt reluctant to leave.

After looking for a long time and feeling Jiang Wantang's even breathing, Ji Wuyuan gently kissed her forehead.

Then he stood up and walked out of the hall.

Before leaving, he did not forget to instruct the palace servants to light calming incense in the bedroom.

After Ji Wuyuan left completely, Jiang Wantang, who should have been sleeping soundly on the couch, opened her eyes. Her eyes were clear and there was no sign of sleepiness at all.

She let out a long sigh, the tyrant was finally gone.

Jiang Wantang blinked and lay on the couch, thinking about what she had just heard about the virtuous concubine's sudden heart attack.

In her previous life, she didn't know much about the harem. She only knew that Ji Wuyuan treated Bai Weiwei differently from others, but she had never heard that she had a heart disease.

But Jiang Wantang knew that Bai Weiwei would be safe this time.

Because when she died in her previous life, Bai Weiwei was still alive and well.

She only hoped that Bai Weiwei could trip up Ji Wuyuan and prevent him from coming back tonight.

It was all fake, and Jiang Wantang felt weird sleeping on the same bed.

Unfortunately, things don’t always go as planned…

Inside Yuhua Palace.

Inside the bedroom, Bai Weiwei was lying on the couch with a pale face and weak breathing, looking like she was about to die.

A group of imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau gathered inside, all with serious expressions.

The eunuchs and palace maids were busy coming in and out, and the whole palace was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Only Ji Wuyuan stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking cold and noble, as if he was not involved in the matter.

There was no expression on his usually cold and handsome face, but no one knew what he was thinking in his pair of dark eyes.

It was not until the second half of the night that the imperial physician hurried over to report that the virtuous concubine's condition had stabilized and her life was not in danger.

Ji Wuyuan just nodded slightly, reminded him to take good care of her, and strode out of Yuhua Palace.

From beginning to end, he never set foot into the palace, nor did he even look at the virtuous concubine.

In the side hall of Taiji Palace, Jiang Wantang, who had already fallen asleep, felt herself falling into a cold embrace in a daze, and a familiar breath came from her.

She frowned, her body shuddered subconsciously, and then she felt a warm current flowing through her body.

Jiang Wantang's brows relaxed and he slept soundly.

The next day, the news that the virtuous concubine was ill and that His Majesty had been guarding her all night spread throughout the harem.

The debate over which of the two favorite concubines was more important to His Majesty was being discussed heatedly among the palace people.

Some people say that it must be the virtuous concubine. After all, her position is there, and her honor and favor will never diminish. No one can surpass her.

Some people also say it is Jiang Wantang, because since His Majesty ascended the throne, she is the only concubine who stayed overnight in Taiji Palace, which shows her status.

However, most people support Concubine Xian, as she holds a high position and is highly regarded by His Majesty.

Everyone in the palace knew that Concubine Xian was the most gentle and kind, never fighting or competing, and was generous and kind to the palace maids. No one had ever seen her beat, kill, or punish the servants. She was the most popular person in the harem.

Many eunuchs and palace maids privately said that Concubine Xian would be the final candidate for queen.

When the news reached Zhaohua Palace, Concubine Jia finally couldn't help it. She dismissed all the palace servants and smashed everything in the palace in anger.

Concubine Wang, who lived in the side hall, heard the noise and smiled, saying sarcastically, "You can't pretend anymore."

"She's dignified and elegant, as pure as a chrysanthemum..."

Jiang Wantang, who is in Taiji Palace, has no time to pay attention to the trivialities of the harem. She is now looking forward to Xie Zhiyan's safe return as soon as possible.

For some reason, she always had a bad feeling.

In recent days, Empress Dowager Qi and Concubine Qi seem to have been too obedient.

They were so quiet that they had almost no presence, especially Concubine Qi, who had been silent since the beating in the rain.

I heard that he later fell seriously ill and was confined to Chonghua Palace to recuperate.

After the execution of Minister Zhang of the Ministry of Justice, Empress Dowager Qi rarely appeared in public and only said to the outside world that she was devoting herself to worshipping Buddha.

Without Minister Zhang, the Qi family has lost its left and right arms, and perhaps they are biding their time.

After staying in Taiji Palace for several days, Jiang Wantang was really bored, so she asked Ji Wuyuan to bring Xiuzhu and Yunshang over as well.

On this day, Jiang Wantang and Yun Shang were sitting in Taiji Palace playing chess. Ji Wuyuan rarely let her stay by his side in the imperial study.

Yun Shang looked at Jiang Wantang, whose complexion was now rosy, and said with a smile, "Sister, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have become a little rounder."

Jiang Wantang looked listless: "Eating all sorts of nourishing foods every day, and not being allowed to move, how can I not be round?"

Yun Shang chuckled softly, "I actually think Sister looks better with a rounder figure, and a better complexion. It seems His Majesty treats Sister very well, even better than the rumors in the palace."

"Everyone in the palace is discussing who is more favored, my sister or the virtuous concubine. I wasn't sure before, but now that I've come to Taiji Palace, I can see that His Majesty treats my sister differently."

"I can see that there is affection in His Majesty's eyes when he looks at my sister."

"It's the kind that men do to women."

Jiang Wantang smiled calmly, thinking back to when she first entered the palace, she was still a neglected little beauty, while Concubine Xian was the only one favored in the harem. Now, in the eyes of the palace people, she could actually compete with her...

From the looks of it now, things are indeed going more smoothly than she had imagined.

Jiang Wantang looked at Yun Shang and said in a rare serious tone, "Yun Shang, a man's love comes quickly and goes quickly."

"Even if you show mercy to someone, you will still be decisive when you turn away, especially the emperor."

"Beauty leaves the mirror, flowers leave the trees, they are the most unretainable in the world, and so is the emperor's favor."

She said this to Yun Shang as well as to herself.

Yun Shang nodded with understanding and asked, "Sister, when will we return to Changle Palace?"

Jiang Wantang said calmly, "It will be soon, probably in a day or two."

Although this Taiji Palace is good in every way, it is not my place after all, and I don’t feel comfortable living here.

The two of them chatted while playing chess.

In the imperial study, Ji Wuyuan took out a bright yellow blank imperial edict and placed it on the imperial desk. He picked up the imperial brush, dipped it in ink and began to write.

Wang Fuhai, who was serving tea on the side, took a few curious glances and found that it was no different from the previous imperial edict to confer the title of consort.

Hadn't the imperial edict to confer the title of consort on the concubine been written a long time ago? He remembered that it was stamped and put away.

Could it be that Your Majesty was too busy and forgot?

Wang Fuhai subconsciously asked, "Your Majesty, didn't you write this imperial edict a long time ago?"

"This is different." Ji Wuyuan paused and repeated, "This time is different."

Having said that, continue writing.

When Wang Fuhai was still wondering what was different, he saw that he wrote a sentence after the title: "You are granted the title of Yu."

Wang Fuhai's pupils suddenly shrank.

Not only was Jiang Jieyu granted the title of Consort Shu, she was also given the title of "Yu"

Jade, also known as beautiful jade, symbolizes preciousness and beauty, and symbolizes that women are as pure, flawless and radiant as beautiful jade.

Isn't this different?

She is the only concubine in the harem with a title, and her favoritism is obvious.