Quick Transmigration: Leisure

early morning,

The chirping of birds awakened the big tree in the yard. The tree was not growing well; its base had been stripped clean, while the leaves at the top were messy and disorganized, clearly indicating that it had not been taken care of.

In the eyes of those in the palace, whether the trees were beautiful or not, or whether they could provide shade, were not matters to consider in this area, and they were not worthy of meticulous care.

in this way,

Only the birds still care about the big tree.

However, Xia Youmi's courtyard was also frequently visited by a nimble kitten, which became her good partner, leaping onto the palace walls at night. After receiving Niannian's suggestions for improvement, Xia Youmi decided to slightly modify the layout of the clutter in the courtyard, using the trees as a base. After getting up, she began to pat the tree trunks, startling the birds in all directions.

The palace servants who were peeking through the crack in the door were so frightened by the commotion that they dared not linger, dropped the baskets of food, and walked away.

"Seriously, what a madman... trying to fight a tree."

The news quickly spread to the ears of people who were still paying attention to Xia Youmi, causing them to frown and feel a sense of habitual rejection.

Inside the magnificent palace, people were discussing the matter.

"Well, should we find a royal physician to take a look? Who knows if the madwoman is real or not? What if she causes some unsightly scene and His Majesty scolds me again!" The bright and beautiful woman complained aggrievedly. She stared intently at the noble girl who was being carefully dressed by the palace maid with a blank expression, hoping that the other party would give the instructions she wanted to hear.

The person in charge waved his hand, and the palace maids bowed and withdrew, leaving only the two masters.

"Queen!"

"Auntie, what's the rush?"

"But, Ninth Prince..."

"This matter and these people are not for us to handle for the time being." The young voice spoke with a heavier tone, leaving no room for argument.

"Yes."

In a space shared only by the aunt and niece, the terms of address are not overly formal.

The young girl sitting on the throne is the Empress, who sits below her, and below her is her aunt, who is of a higher generation and seems to hold real power in the harem. This complex ethical situation is quite rare.

The undisguised intimacy in their words prevented anyone with ulterior motives from interfering, so there was no need to worry about the harmony between the aunt and niece.

As the time for paying respects approached, they didn't have much energy left, so they could only temporarily change the subject and continue as usual.

......

In a remote corner of the harem,

After the palace servants who had been investigating and delivering food had dispersed, Xia Youmi practiced a set of Tai Chi under the tree, mainly to relax and soothe her body. She was not in a hurry to become a martial arts master.

Every year, it would stretch lazily on the tree, planning what it could "use" from various parts of the palace.

Last night, Mi was in a hurry to wash her hair, so she only had time to explore the room of her "enemy" in the Cold Palace. Even if the people living here have connections and receive help from various channels, they dare not use too many nice things.

It also needs to think of a way to find good things for Youmi from outside the Cold Palace area.

just,

There were simply too many people who had bullied them. Even if they were ranked according to their wealth and viciousness, they still couldn't repay everyone. So, they could only exclude the palace maids and eunuchs from the list and not take their things. It wasn't that they were forgiving those people's actions, but rather that they were repaying them in another way, which would truly strike at the heart of the problem.

After greeting Youmi, Niannian quickly found her first target and nimbly disappeared into the tree branch.

They moved quickly; Xia Youmi had just finished boxing and wiped his sweat with well water and a cloth when Niannian returned.

"call--"

A soft bun, probably just out of the oven, with only the brief coolness of the wind on the outside, but warm to the touch.

Every year, they only pick up a small corner, which doesn't affect the rest of the area and keeps it intact. This is already much better than the pot scum outside the door.

"There is rice."

Before Nian Nian could even offer to be polite, Xia Youmi cut the bun in half, filling it with dried bamboo shoots and lean meat.

She opened her mouth and took a bite. She couldn't taste any saltiness, but it was very fragrant. Xia Youmi fed it to her without worry. It was Niannian's half.

"Awoo." Niannian didn't refuse anymore.

They have developed a very deep understanding.

Just as she doesn't need to ask about her tastes every year, Xia Youmi won't dislike the parts bitten by the kitten, and she doesn't judge the value of even a fraction of her affections based on species.

After eating half a steamed bun, they started talking about the wonders of that little kitchen.

A concubine who was not particularly favored had a palace very close to this cold palace. Unfortunately, she was newly pregnant, so the Imperial Concubine arranged a small kitchen in her palace so that she could satisfy her cravings.

This was also used to promote a benevolent policy, with the harem valuing offspring. All pregnant women were treated equally, receiving not only rewards but also a small kitchen and a favorite chef as a basic requirement. It was also a rare opportunity to be allowed to eat only dishes that suited their tastes.

This concubine didn't like salty or spicy food; her taste was almost extreme, so the palace servants who served her weren't very willing to help her finish the leftover expensive dishes.

But I can't bear to part with it, yet I can't have it either.

If you don't help the important people use up their surplus food, no one will care about your normal diet.

in this way,

Xia Youmi and Niannian took some money, which was not likely to arouse suspicion.

At most, they would exchange a few jokes. Some people, however, were so used to eating with their masters that they would come uninvited, simply because they couldn't bring themselves to do it.

They are cautious in their actions year after year, and they have a sense of proportion; they don't intend to eat their fill all at once.

Around noon, another bag of snacks was brought back.

Xia Youmi hugged Niannian as they sunbathed under the tree, stroking its fur as she said, "Don't neglect your own nutrition. Do whatever you need."

The cat doesn't necessarily eat all the food that Xia Youmi is brought back every year. Besides its daily meals, as a healthy adult cat, it needs to exercise regularly to maintain its agility.

"Meow," Niannian replied, "Don't worry! I, the invincible Xia Youmiao, won't let you down!"

"Ha ha!"

Xia Youmi smiled and lifted Niannian up to coax her.

That's wonderful; she was able to wait for the physical body to return to her in such a dilapidated environment.

They sat leaning against each other.

Even though the surroundings were desolate and the outside world was full of dangers, they could still prioritize each other's needs for pleasure.

Anyway,

Just like the deposed concubine who was almost powerless to fight against the world, since she can't die and no one can do anything about her, why not go crazy?

Her recklessness and purity attracted the kitten with the aura of helplessness emanating from her.

Faced with all sorts of malice that were too complicated, the black cat that had just been chosen from the cattery decisively chose to be deposed, and even made the instigator suffer a big fall. From then on, although there was a shortage of food, it would only be applauded and cheered for its domineering and unrestrained nature.

The choice between the black cat and the deposed concubine is a two-way street.

just,

The life, barely six months old, couldn't withstand the harsh changes in food and the fatigue.

The moment Xia Youmi landed, she sensed its weak aura. Before they could discuss a solution, Niannian rushed in and held on, which led to a relatively successful outcome.

They need time to sort out their current lives and adjust their mindset before they have the extra energy to interpret the main storyline of the original text.

Under imperial power, the world changes in an instant.

External struggles raged on, with factions vying for power and the court becoming increasingly divided, and the inner palace, where she resided, was even more interconnected.

Their lives and fortunes were tied to the power struggle.

Xia Youmi lives in a world where she has no father or mother, no family, and the few scattered branches are all ordinary people.

She is nineteen years old this year, and her looks have long since faded due to the influence of her environment.

They have neither savings nor influence whatsoever.

In the most unpopular and complicated part of the imperial harem, the only way to survive was by relying on a promise that the current emperor had long forgotten or regretted.

"Ninth Brother! Just hand her over to me. Putting everything else aside, she'll be fine as long as she's alive... Haha!"

"Seventh Brother, deal!"

Amidst the witnessing and teasing of the princes, a spur-of-the-moment change of concubine was completed. No one could have imagined that the upheaval would be so fierce, and that this act would change the fate of so many people.