The cold emperor reigns supreme, the arrogant empress begs for a truce.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Queen of Gossip

They only knew that Leng Yuling was the divine physician that Mo Xuan brought back from the Northern Desert Kingdom to save Mo Zhen. Today was the first time they had met her, and they did not know her temperament, so they dared not offend her easily.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Leng Yuling couldn't help but laugh at the unusually quiet atmosphere.

"You came to my palace just to stare at each other?"

Although I know this is the rule in the palace, if the empress has not been established, the concubines in the harem do not need to pay their respects to anyone every day, but if the empress has been established, then they must come to pay their respects to the empress every morning, just like the emperor goes to the morning court every day.

The thought of this made Leng Yuling feel terrible. Didn't this mean that she would have to get up as early as Mo Zhen every day?

At least Mo Zhen was discussing matters of national importance, while she was only talking about family matters. Why did it have to be like a routine meeting every day?

Leng Yuling picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and pondered how to resolve this troublesome matter.

Seeing the scheming look in her eyes, Ziyan guessed that she might be up to something again, but because there were too many concubines present, she couldn't ask suddenly. She could only watch and think that if Leng Yuling did anything excessive, she would have to stop her in time.

"Have you been waiting outside for a long time?" Leng Yuling put down her teacup and asked casually.

But no one dared to tell the truth; they all said, "No, no."

Leng Yuling chuckled softly, "I didn't want to keep you waiting either, but I just really like to sleep, and I was just too tired yesterday."

She was referring to sitting there all day, grinning, wearing that incredibly heavy wedding dress, but after she finished speaking and saw their expressions, Leng Yuling realized that they might have misunderstood something.

She couldn't help but rub her forehead and sigh silently. She knew that even if she explained, probably no one present, except Ziyan, would believe her, so she simply didn't explain.

“Serving the Emperor is what we should do, Your Majesty, don’t you agree?” said the concubine sitting closest to Leng Yuling.

Before Leng Yuling could even reply, the person next to the speaker said, "Everyone in the palace knows that you've been in the palace for half a year, but the Emperor has never stayed overnight in your palace. Forget about serving him, you need to have that opportunity."

Her words stunned Leng Yuling. She had thought that these concubines wouldn't cause any trouble without their leader, Consort Ma, but she hadn't expected that she could still watch a good palace intrigue drama.

Leng Yuling listened to their conversation with a sense of detachment, as if watching a show.

"You're talking nonsense, the Emperor..."

Before she could finish speaking, Leng Yuling, curious and impatient, interrupted her, "How is the Emperor? He actually stayed overnight at your place, didn't he?"

After Leng Yuling finished speaking, everyone looked at her with curiosity, but her real purpose was just to find out if this drama could get any more intense.

But fate never grants her wishes.

No sooner had she finished speaking than a faint voice drifted from the palace entrance: "I didn't expect the Empress to be so curious about where I usually stay."

Before Leng Yuling and the others could react, Mo Zhen continued, "Don't worry, starting today, I will also dedicate half a month to you within the next month, is that alright? Hmm?"

As he said this, Mo Zhen had already walked to Leng Yuling's side, gently placing his hands on her shoulders, his tone full of doting affection.

Everyone knelt down, but Leng Yuling looked up at him, completely bewildered.