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

Bai Weiwei covered her chest tightly, gasping in pain, and seemed unable to utter a word.

"Pass on the Imperial Physician!"

"Quickly call the imperial physician..."

Bai Weiwei stretched out a fair and slender hand to hold Lan Xin, shook her head, and said with difficulty: "No... no need..."

"I know my own body very well..."

"For now... I won't die..."

As she spoke, she took a few deep breaths, and Lan Xin immediately stepped forward to help her calm down.

After a long while, Bai Weiwei finally recovered a little and continued, "Calling the imperial physician at this time will only make His Majesty suspicious and think that I am deliberately using my illness to win favor."

Lan Xin knelt on the ground sadly, tears rolling down her face like beads from a broken string. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her voice choked with sobs: "My Lady..."

"Why are you doing this?"

"His Majesty stayed until midnight that day, and only left when your condition stabilized. He also sent all kinds of precious supplements to our palace."

"Your Majesty...he still cares about you."

"He cares..." Bai Weiwei repeated these two words softly, then smiled self-deprecatingly, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "He only cares about my life."

"If one day I make him dislike me, he won't even care about his own life..."

"At that time, I was truly not far from death..."

Lan Xin stood there in a daze, so shocked that she forgot to cry.

She looked at Bai Weiwei in front of her, feeling anxious and apprehensive: "Your Majesty, His Majesty..."

Bai Weiwei smiled sadly: "He is still an emperor after all, and emperors are ruthless."

"He could even kill his own father, and he wouldn't let go of his beloved's nine clans, let alone me."

As she spoke, Bai Weiwei's eyes flickered with a cold smile. "Forget it, let her be proud for a while. When she falls in love with Your Majesty, she'll be just like me..."

"When the time comes, it will depend on whether she or I will have the last laugh."

"The harem is full of wolves, and being a favorite concubine is not that easy..."

It goes without saying who this "she" is.

Seeing her distorted face, Lan Xin beside her couldn't help but feel frightened and said worriedly, "Madam..."

Bai Weiwei closed his eyes and said, "I'm fine."

She kept telling herself: Wait a little longer, wait a little longer...

She is not the only one who can't sit still in this harem.

In the Cining Palace, the aroma of Buddhist incense wafts through the air.

Empress Dowager Qi knelt on the cushion in the small Buddhist hall, her eyes slightly closed, twirling Buddhist beads in her hands, and muttering something in a low voice.

Nanny Sun stepped forward and whispered a few words in her ear. Empress Dowager Qi suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes dark and deep.

"You mean, he directly promoted Concubine Jiang to Concubine Shu?"

Nanny Sun nodded: "It is absolutely true, Your Majesty the Queen Mother."

"The imperial decree for the canonization has been issued."

Empress Dowager Qi smiled, but her eyes were filled with endless sarcasm: "Looking at it this way, he is very much like his cold-hearted father."

"Perhaps it is God's will..."

Nanny Sun continued, "Are we just going to let her rise through the ranks of the harem?"

Empress Dowager Qi sneered: "Don't worry, she won't be so proud for long."

"The higher you climb, the harder you fall."

"I want to see her torn to pieces."

There was cruelty in Empress Dowager Qi's deep eyes.

……

The whole Changle Palace was filled with joy. The eunuchs and palace maids all congratulated Jiang Wantang. Jiang Wantang sat upright on a chair with a bright smile. With a wave of his hand, everyone in the palace received a generous reward.

The joy on Yunshang and Xiuzhu's faces could not be concealed.

When Ji Wuyuan came over, he saw such a joyful scene.

Especially the smile on Jiang Wantang's lips, which he couldn't suppress.

When everyone saw Ji Wuyuan coming, they all bowed. Yun Shang tactfully led the palace maids to retreat.

At this time, Ji Wuyuan and Jiang Wantang were the only two people left in the huge courtyard.

Seeing Jiang Wantang looking at him in a daze, Ji Wuyuan smiled and walked over to hug her gently, his voice lazy and seductive: "Do you like it?"

How could I not like it?

Jiang Wantang's eyes were clearly bright. He nodded politely and said, "I like it."

Ji Wuyuan kissed her cheek tenderly: "As long as you like it."

Ji Wuyuan said it simply and calmly, as if it was just an ordinary matter.

But Jiang Wantang knew that this was rare.

Whether it is the peach forest in the Imperial Garden or the crabapple flower wall in Changle Palace.

The flowers that were about to wither now appeared in front of him in full bloom.

Ji Wuyuan is an emperor, and he is busy with all kinds of affairs. As long as he waves his fingers, countless women will come to him, and he doesn't need to go through all the trouble to do these things.

Jiang Wantang wanted an answer and wanted to hear it from him personally.

So, she asked curiously, "Why is Your Majesty suddenly so kind to me?"

Ji Wuyuan paused, looking at her with a straightforward and eager gaze, and spoke each word with emphasis: "Because I like you, it's what my heart desires."

Jiang Wantang looked at him with wide eyes. Although she had already made up her mind, she didn't expect him to speak so directly and without leaving any room for negotiation.

She stared at him blankly, her palms slightly wet, and did not respond.

Ji Wuyuan was not annoyed. A faint smile appeared on his face. "Why, you don't believe it?"

His slender fingertips passed through Jiang Wantang's fingers, and their fingers were interlocked. His palm was warm and dry.

"Jiang Wantang, I want to tell you that I can find anything you like and bring it to you."

"I can give you the preference you want."

As he spoke, Ji Wuyuan chuckled, as if mocking himself, and also as if sighing: "Whether you believe it or not, you are the first woman that I want to cherish and protect."

"Jiang Wantang, you are special here."

He said the last sentence seriously and carefully.

The emperor’s promise is as heavy as Mount Tai.

Jiang Wantang was suddenly speechless, his thoughts becoming complicated.

She never thought that the things she had to compromise and try to get in her previous life, she could get them easily from Ji Wuyuan without doing anything.

For a moment, I had mixed feelings in my heart.

But, so what?

She is no longer the Jiang Wantang of her previous life, and the warmth before her can no longer move her.

No matter how much you pledge your love to someone, it cannot withstand the fickleness of human nature.

She didn't believe a single word of a man's sweet talk.

It was the beginning of a story of hypocrisy and deception, so how could the ending be any better?

So, Jiang Wantang smiled, a charming and attractive smile.

She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around Ji Wuyuan's neck, and took the initiative to raise her lips and kiss him.

Ji Wuyuan responded to her kiss while hugging her waist tightly, lifting her up by the waist and carrying her to sit on the stone table beside him.

Jiang Wantang sat on the stone table. Ji Wuyuan leaned over, placed his hands on both sides of her waist, and trapped her between the stone table and his chest.

His kiss was delicate and gentle, with a sense of caution and seriousness.

……