Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Jiang Qingyan tilted her head, and froze when she saw the person's face clearly...

Good heavens, it's Shen Yuan! How did he get here? And... what does it mean that he's also wearing wedding attire?

Yun Yuxuan respectfully bowed to Jiang Qingyan and said, "Yun Yuxuan of Xia Kingdom, accompanied by his attendant Shen Yuan, pays his respects to Your Majesty."

Jiang Qingyan blinked, somewhat unable to believe her ears. What? Attendants? Isn't that just a concubine who comes with you as part of your dowry?

Shen Yuan looked up at Jiang Qingyan and gave her a wicked smile, which made Jiang Qingyan shiver involuntarily.

That kid's really good-looking, especially his smile, it's so captivating. Too bad... his asshole might not be very clean...

Jiang Qingyan coughed lightly, "Alright, alright, your King Xia is so generous, even offering a buy-one-get-one-free deal for a marriage alliance..."

Yun Yuxuan was completely confused. "Didn't the Emperor specifically request that Shen Yuan marry into the family as well?"

Jiang Qingyan frowned. Damn... Shen Yuan actually told the King of Xia that it was her request? How can his handsome face be so thick?

Now that things had come to this, Jiang Qingyan was too lazy to explain. Since she was already here, she might as well just leave her there as a decoration.

Besides, Shen Yuan is extremely handsome; even if he were just a pretty face, he would be the most pleasing to the eye...

Jiang Qingyan waved his hand: "Fine, let's just say it was my request."

A moment later, as usual, Eunuch Wang read out the imperial edict of investiture. Yun Yuxuan was conferred the title of Consort Yun, while Shen Yuan, as an attendant, could not be of too high a rank and was instead conferred the title of Beauty.

However, when Shen Yuan heard that he had been given such a low rank, he glared fiercely at Jiang Qingyan.

Sensing a chill emanating from below the stage, Jiang Qingyan tightened her dragon robe and turned her head away, resolutely refusing to meet Shen Yuan's gaze.

After the ceremony, Yun Yuxuan and Shen Yuan were arranged to stay at Zhanghua Hall, which was not far from Chaoyang Hall.

With the help of eunuchs, the two took a thorough bath and sat in their own bedchamber, waiting for Jiang Qingyan to summon them that evening.

After the morning court session, Jiang Qingyan held Lu Nian's hand and walked back. On the way back to Chaoyang Palace, she unexpectedly saw that familiar figure again...

Seeing that familiar red gauze dress, Jiang Qingyan recognized the person from afar as Gulimi. She had actually come to wait for her after court.

Remembering that she had wronged Gulimi last time and hadn't had a chance to apologize to her yet, Jiang Qingyan said to Lu Nian beside her, "Lu Nian, go back to Chaoyang Palace and wait for me. I have something to say to Consort Shun."

Lu Nian nodded, glanced at Gulimi standing in the corner, and then returned to Chaoyang Palace alone.

Jiang Qingyan walked up to Gulimi, intending to comfort her, but to her surprise, Gulimi spoke first: "I didn't poison Lady Xia. I know who did; the poison was in her sachet..."

Jiang Qingyan smiled, "I know everything. I misunderstood you..."

Gulimee lowered her eyes and said, "Then why haven't you come to see me lately..."

A flicker of surprise crossed Jiang Qingyan's eyes. Gulimi had come today because of this… She said softly, “I’ve just been a bit busy lately…”

Gulimi pursed her lips, as if gathering her courage, and raised her eyes to look into Jiang Qingyan's eyes, saying, "Can you sleep in my palace tonight?"

Jiang Qingyan was completely dumbfounded. Didn't Gulimi think that it was too dirty for her to sleep with men? Why did she come to her and ask to serve her in bed?

Seeing that Jiang Qingyan was just staring blankly at her, Gulimi continued, "I know today is the day the Third Prince of Xia enters the palace, and according to custom, he should be the one to serve me tonight. But... the former king of Xia sent someone to kill my father, and I don't want the son of my father's killer to serve me before me..."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingyan sighed softly, reached out and patted Gulimi's head, and said gently, "The Third Prince is different from his father. He is very kind. Don't project your hatred for the former Xia King onto him, or you'll live a very tiring life in the future..."

Upon hearing Jiang Qingyan's words, Gulimi's expression instantly darkened, and she sneered, "Heh... so you still don't want me to serve you in bed... if you don't like me, then why bother provoking me?"

Her eyes began to redden slightly, and after taking a deep breath, she turned and jogged away.

Watching Gulimi's retreating figure, Jiang Qingyan shook her head helplessly. Look at her damned charm... she'd hurt another beauty's heart...

However, she couldn't actually let Gulimi serve her in bed. With Gulimi's fiery nature, how could she be as obedient as Ning Ruyu, simply covering herself with a quilt and sleeping?

Back at Chaoyang Palace, Jiang Qingyan saw Mo Ting and Lu Nian sitting at the table, staring intently at the door. She found it amusing and asked, "Are you two like waiting-for-husband stones?"

Mo Ting quickly got up and helped Jiang Qingyan take off her court robes, then asked softly, "I heard from the Imperial Concubine that Gulimi went to see her husband. Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Qingyan chuckled and said, "She comes from the Recommended Pillow Bed."

Mo Ting frowned and said, "But my husband is a woman..."

Jiang Qingyan picked up a steamed bun with her chopsticks and casually said, "Yeah, that's why I refused..."

Mo Ting ladled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Jiang Qingyan, then pursed his lips and said, "Husband, are you going to Consort Yun's place tonight...?"

Jiang Qingyan took a big bite of the steamed bun and mumbled, "Yeah, I have to go to his place."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ting and Lu Nian both lowered their heads and remained silent, sipping their porridge in small mouthfuls.

After having breakfast, Jiang Qingyan lay on the bed with her legs crossed, thinking about how to bring up the matter of helping Yun Yuxuan ascend the throne that evening.

Mo Ting lay down next to Jiang Qingyan, turning to his side and staring blankly at her, seemingly lost in thought.

Jiang Qingyan tilted her head to look at Mo Ting, gave him a light kiss on the lips, and teased, "What's wrong with my darling? Has he really turned into a statue waiting for his husband?"

Mo Ting pulled Jiang Qingyan into his arms and whispered, "That Consort Yun has only recently entered the palace. We don't yet know her character or whether she harbors any ill intentions. Your husband shouldn't let her know you're a woman so soon..."

Jiang Qingyan raised an eyebrow. "I didn't plan to tell him I'm a woman..."

Mo Ting asked doubtfully, "But didn't he know when he was serving the emperor..."

Jiang Qingyan chuckled. "Who said I was having him serve me tonight? I'm planning to go and discuss a deal with him..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ting's heart finally relaxed completely. Although he was indeed worried about his husband's identity being exposed, there was also an element of jealousy involved...

Originally, Yi Luo was supposed to enter the palace in half a month, but now with the addition of Consort Yun and Consort Shen, the number of days he can spend serving the emperor is getting smaller and smaller...

Fortunately, her husband didn't intend to have Consort Yun serve him in bed... He was so depressed that he didn't even eat breakfast properly...

Jiang Qingyan saw through Mo Ting's little scheme at a glance. She curled her lips into a smile, wrapped her arms around Mo Ting's neck, and said with a mischievous grin, "Don't worry... no matter how many men join the harem, my darling won't get bored..."

As she spoke, she flipped over and straddled him, capturing Mo Ting's lips in her mouth...

After a long and tender time, Mo Ting finally fell asleep peacefully in Jiang Qingyan's arms...

As night deepened, Jiang Qingyan went to Zhanghua Palace after having dinner.

Seeing that familiar, handsome face sitting upright on the bed, Jiang Qingyan couldn't help but recall that night in the Xia King's Palace... and her heart couldn't help but beat a little faster...