Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

Shen Chumo was unaware of what these people were planning. If she had known, she would have just scoffed and said, "What kind of nobodies are they? Don't even bother with me."

Inside Kunning Palace, the lights were bright, and the bedchamber was decorated in a warm and elegant manner. The bed was covered with a soft brocade quilt with exquisite patterns, and next to the bed was an exquisite dressing table filled with various jewelry.

Several pots of exotic flowers and plants were placed on the windowsill, emitting a fragrant aroma. The flowers were delicate and beautiful, and the green leaves were lush and verdant, adding a touch of life and vitality to the palace.

Shen Chumo was bent over her desk, writing something intently, while Green Sleeve and Red Leaf were fanning themselves beside her.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, according to tradition, the emperor would invite his ministers and their wives to gather together and admire the moon at this time of year.

However, in the past few years, due to Xie Yanhuai's worsening condition and the lack of a person in charge of the harem, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet has been postponed.

However, the situation is different now. Shen Chumo is in charge of the six palaces, so she naturally has to prepare for this banquet carefully.

This was not just a simple banquet, but an important occasion to demonstrate royal majesty and enhance the relationship between the emperor and his subjects.

Halfway through writing, Shen Chumo suddenly put down her pen and asked, "Let's call An Nuannuan in." Shen Chumo hadn't forgotten her original intention of keeping An Nuannuan by her side.

An Nuannuan entered the room excitedly and bowed to Shen Chumo, "Greetings, Your Highness. What brings you here?"

Under the lamplight, Shen Chumo's face resembled that of a fairy, her exquisite features as if meticulously sculpted by the heavens.

An Nuannuan was even more amazed. She instantly understood Li Bai's poem: "Clouds yearn for her clothes, flowers yearn for her face; the spring breeze caresses the balustrade, the dew is heavy." Even the flowers would envy the beauty of the imperial concubine.

Shen Chumo said in a clear and gentle voice, "I am busy preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet today. This is the first banquet held since the Emperor ascended the throne, so it is of great importance. I think you are clever, so I would like to ask if you have any good ideas."

An Nuannuan quickly racked her brains; the proud college student never gives up. She began to recall the scene of the modern banquet.

Celebrities...that won't do. Singing and dancing...there were plenty of those in ancient times, nothing special. Magic...it's basically just trickery, not particularly amazing here.

An Nuannuan seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes suddenly lit up. "Your Majesty, we can use fireworks."

Shen Chumo's eyes flickered slightly, "Fireworks...what are they?"

An Nuannuan said with great interest, "Your Majesty, fireworks are something my hometown uses to add to the atmosphere during festivals and New Year's celebrations. They are launched into the sky at night, and after they explode, the night sky is filled with colorful and beautiful patterns, just like blooming flowers, hence the name fireworks."

Shen Chumo smiled. "Hearing you say that, I am quite interested. However, this is something from your hometown. It doesn't exist in Chang'an now. Can you make it?"

An Nuannuan confidently replied, "Your Majesty, this servant can make it." She majored in science in college, and the ingredient list for fireworks was still in her mind.

Shen Chumo nodded in satisfaction, "Then, effective immediately, I hereby appoint you as a female official in the Palace Construction Department, and entrust this matter to you."

You must do your utmost to ensure that the fireworks are successfully produced for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. If you accomplish this task well, I will reward you handsomely.

An Nuannuan was startled. A female official? She had just gone directly from a palace maid to a female official? An Nuannuan's eyes reddened, and endless emotion and excitement welled up in her heart.

An Nuannuan knelt and kowtowed, her voice trembling slightly: "Your Majesty's great kindness is something I will never forget. I will do my utmost to handle this matter well for Your Majesty, to repay Your Majesty's kindness." She raised her head, her eyes filled with determination and resolve.

Shen Chumo nodded slightly, her eyes revealing her expectations for An Nuannuan: "Get up. I believe you have the ability. Prepare well and don't let me down."

An Nuannuan stood up and respectfully withdrew.

Green Sleeves stood to the side, puzzled. "Why did Your Highness believe that An Nuannuan could actually create fireworks based on just a few words from her?"

Shen Chumo picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, paused, and said, "You don't understand."

An Nuannuan is the female lead, so how could she not achieve what she wants to do? Besides, by placing An Nuannuan in the Palace Construction Department, the department will have her manpower, and in the future, glass, soap, and gunpowder will all have names and be manufactured in a logical way.

After the Wang family fell from power, Xie Yanhuai was busy with state affairs. He didn't return to Kunning Palace until midnight under the moonlight. When he held Shen Chumo in his arms, Xie Yanhuai felt like he had come back to life.

It's strange. Before Shen Chumo came along, he didn't feel tired when he was hungry and cold, he didn't feel bitter when he was fighting on the battlefield, and he never cried out when he was in pain all over his body from the poison.

But now, whenever he is separated from Shen Chumo for a few hours, he feels unwell all over. It seems that his poison has not been completely cured, because only Shen Chumo is his antidote.

Looking at Shen Chumo's peaceful sleeping face, Xie Yanhuai pressed a kiss to her forehead, held her tightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

...

A few days later, when Madam Wu told Shen Chumo that Shen Han had actually come to her door to propose marriage, Shen Chumo doubted that she had heard correctly.

After Wu left the Shen residence, Shen Chumo paid for a larger and more luxurious house for her to live in. Fearing that Wu would be bored, he also bought her several shops so that she would have something to do.

In addition, Wu was given a waist token, allowing her to enter the palace to see Shen Chumo at any time.

With a house and money in hand, Ms. Wu felt more confident in her life. In just a few days, she became radiant and no longer showed any trace of her former timidity. She seemed to have been reborn, exuding confidence and composure.

Ms. Wu wore a light blue brocade dress with exquisite embroidery on the hem, and a white ribbon tied around her waist, which made her figure even more graceful.

With such looks, it's no wonder that Shen Han was able to choose her from among so many maids at a glance.

Could it be that Shen Han was lusting after her? But how could that petty Xu Shi possibly agree? Shen Chumo frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Madam Xu has always been jealous, and she is especially wary of the women around Shen Han. Now that Shen Han is going to take a concubine, Madam Xu would have already made a huge fuss, given her personality. Things are definitely not that simple.

Shen Chumo quickly realized that Shen Han was after her; she was now a Noble Consort, holding a prestigious position in the harem.

Shen Han may be trying to repair his relationship with Wu and get closer to her in order to gain more benefits for himself.

Shen Chumo sneered inwardly. This Shen Han was indeed a selfish and self-serving person who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Shen Chumo looked at Madam Wu and asked, "Mother, what do you think?"