Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

Even after the New Year, Prince Shen was unable to rest at home.

Because of the cases in Jiangnan, he was running to the palace almost every day without a break.

Moreover, the Prince's residence saw an increase in visitors. When Prince Shen was at home, he welcomed all who came, but Xie Qingyu did not look relaxed as those people left.

"Won't this cause...?" Xie Qingyu pointed upwards, "...that person's displeasure?"

It is never a good thing for a prince to be on good terms with a minister, especially since the current emperor is already very suspicious of Prince Shen.

“These are what he instructed.” Prince Shen put down what he was holding and pulled Xie Qingyu to sit down over there.

Xie Qingyu was not given an official status; in public, she could only be a maid and could not sit. Prince Shen secretly wanted to speed up the process.

"You're becoming more and more trusted now," Xie Qingyu remarked.

This shows that they knew King Shen was capable, but they had only suppressed him before, or even wanted to make him a target.

Now, just because of this hidden ailment, the relationship has returned to one of fatherly love and filial piety, and those matters can be entrusted to him with peace of mind.

Prince Shen smiled noncommittally, not forgetting that two days ago, after he finished discussing things with the Emperor in the Imperial Study, the Emperor looked at him for a long time before sighing, "It would be best if he could be cured."

The emperor's behavior at the time seemed to genuinely want him to recover, and even regret that his talents were wasted because of this hidden ailment.

King Shen felt no emotional reaction at the time, only a cold laugh.

If he were truly cured, he wouldn't be summoned to the Imperial Study even once every ten days or half a month.

“He has no one he can trust anymore,” Prince Shen said sarcastically.

In all respects, the current emperor can be considered a wise ruler.

However, as he grew older and his son grew up, the common ailments of emperors in their later years became fully apparent in him.

suspicious.

The prince, who had been pampered since childhood, became the person who wanted him dead the most. Ministers in the court began to take sides and place their bets, hoping to gain merit in the process of supporting the emperor.

Of all the officials in the court, there was none he could truly trust.

They dared not relinquish military power, nor could they trust civil officials.

King Shen could sense the torment in his heart, but could only say that this was probably the only negative thing that position brought.

Prince Shen's words were by no means casual remarks. In the past few days, he had discovered that the emperor no longer trusted even the chief eunuch by his side.

This chief eunuch had been by the emperor's side since he was still a prince, accompanying him through the struggle for the throne, yet now he was no longer trusted.

"So, that position isn't so easy to hold." Xie Qingyu placed her hand on Shen Wang's chest; her hands were always icy cold in winter.

King Shen skillfully grasped one of the two and placed it inside his robe, while he held the other in his hand and caressed it.

“Every position is difficult. If you don’t get to sit in that position, and just remain a prince, you will live in constant fear for the rest of your life.” Born into an imperial family, Prince Shen understood early on that there was only one path he could take, otherwise he would entrust his life and fortune to others and let them decide his fate at their whim.

"Just do it," Xie Qingyu said, without trying to dissuade her.

“I have you, which makes me different from him.”

“In the current emperor’s harem, the empress entered the palace because of her family’s power. She and the emperor have always treated each other with respect. After losing the eldest prince, the empress’s relationship with the emperor is now just a facade,” Prince Shen analyzed to Xie Qingyu.

"After the Imperial Concubine entered the palace, she enjoyed undiminished favor, and her two sons also received great favor..." Prince Shen paused, as if it had nothing to do with him, "In fact, she already had someone she loved before entering the palace, and even after all these years, she still couldn't forget him, and she had no heart-to-heart talk with His Majesty at all."

The Emperor truly loved the Consort; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to keep both of her sons safe in the harem. Moreover, despite the constant influx of new concubines into the harem, she remained his favorite for so many years.

Unfortunately, the moment he broke up a loving couple, he was destined not to get the true love he wanted.

"The rest of the concubines... let's not talk about them." What does it matter if they are sincere or not? His Majesty will not give them his true heart.

"With three thousand beauties in the harem, is there not a single confidant among them?" Xie Qingyu seemed puzzled, but her eyes held a hint of indifference.

“He wasn’t as lucky as me.” King Shen understood her meaning perfectly well.

"He has three thousand beauties."

"I only want you." The promise that King Shen blurted out stunned even himself.

He always thinks he knows everything but only says five parts, never revealing his true thoughts and preferences.

So when he said this, he was even more shocked than Xie Qingyu.

Xie Qingyu laughed when she saw his stunned expression. "I mean what I say."

Most definitely.

King Shen answered silently in his heart this time.

He seems to be getting impatient all of a sudden; we can probably bring it up tomorrow.

"Have Xinping make you a few thinner, more practical clothes these next few days," Prince Shen suddenly said.

"For ease of movement?" Xie Qingyu was about to speak when she heard this, since the clothes issued to the first-class maids in the manor were all for ease of movement.

But as she looked up, she suddenly remembered something, stopped herself from speaking, and instead asked, "Are you going out again?"

Prince Shen adored the soft, boneless hands in his hands, and after carefully examining them, he said, "Not just recently, but for a while longer. It will be enough to make several riding and archery outfits. Arrange for the embroiderers in the manor to make some as well, and make several more."

Xie Qingyu nodded. There was nothing else to do anyway, and the embroiderers in the embroidery room were also idle.

But as she stepped outside, Xie Qingyu suddenly wondered, "Are we going on a spring hunt?"

Spring hunting was a major event at this time, not only for the emperor's relaxation, but also because the quantity of prey was seen as a measure of whether the country would have a good harvest in the coming year.

It also holds a different meaning in the hearts of ordinary people.

Therefore, the spring hunt every year should not be underestimated.

In previous years, Prince Shen was always the one who received the most attention, but this year is probably a little different.

“The first person to catch the prey each year is considered the winner of the grand prize, and that person is also seen as having been blessed with good fortune, regardless of who that person is. People at the hunting grounds, and even the concubines in the harem, will join in the fierce competition for the grand prize. This year, let them see your skills.” Prince Shen smiled confidently, as if he could already see the wonderful expressions on everyone’s faces when Xie Qingyu won the grand prize.

Xie Qingyu comes from the Prince Shen's mansion.

"Then we'll have to thank Your Highness for this." Xie Qingyu thought that Prince Shen's arrangement was to ensure that the jackpot this year would come from Prince Shen's residence.

It is unclear whether his true purpose in doing so was this.