The Emperor, with more men than women, made me his mistress.

But when has the Emperor ever served anyone?

Other men, knowing from the outset that they will be sharing a wife with another man, will even learn, under the arrangement of their families, how to serve their future wives in order to please them and gain their favor.

But the emperor had never learned how to serve others; from childhood to adulthood, it was always others who learned how to please and serve him.

Looking at Yue Li's loosely tied and crookedly dressed robe, the Emperor awkwardly touched his nose. It seemed he also needed to learn some ways to serve others.

say nothing else,

When Yue Li comes to the palace or to him, he must personally take care of everything for her!

He also didn't want Yue Li's personal affairs to be handled by others.

He absolutely could not lose to Yue Li's other husbands in this regard. Just like the complicated hairstyle on Yue Li's head just now, he didn't know how to comb it. In order to put the phoenix hairpin he had prepared on Yue Li's head, he had to remove the hairpin that Shao Qi had put on Yue Li when they came today before putting it on. He didn't dare to touch the hairstyle at all.

Having decided on his next move, the Emperor lay down on the bed, holding Yue Li in his arms, and closed his eyes to rest.

Yes, he was resting with his eyes closed, while Yue Li was truly asleep.

Even now, he still feels a bit unreal!

You should know that he was the first person to marry Yue Li in a traditional wedding ceremony.

As for his uncle, whom he had always been jealous of, his wedding banquet with Yue Li wouldn't be held for another two days.

Even though only the three of them attended his wedding ceremony, it already made him very happy!

Yue Li's indulgence gave him the illusion that Yue Li had fallen in love with him.

Thinking about it, the usually wise and powerful emperor suddenly revealed a silly smile in this small space, where no one could see him.

That's why Yue Li is asleep now, otherwise she would definitely take a good look to see if the Emperor has been possessed.

While the emperor was still savoring what had just happened,

A faint, deliberately lowered voice came from Fuquan: “Your Majesty, it is already mid-You time. Would you like to serve the meal?”

Is it the hour of You (5-7 PM)?

How time flies!

Why does it feel like Li'er just arrived?

Carefully releasing Yue Li from his arms, the Emperor quietly stepped off the dragon bed, then closed the bright yellow bed curtains before lowering his voice to call for someone to come in, "Come in."

Fuquan, who was waiting outside the inner palace, heard the emperor's deliberately lowered voice and quickly whispered to the group of eunuchs behind him who were carrying washing utensils, "Be careful, don't make a sound. If you wake him up, you'll be in for a beating."

Upon hearing Fuquan's words, the young eunuchs didn't dare to respond and could only nod repeatedly.

Seeing how obedient they were, Fuquan nodded in satisfaction and then whispered, "Go in, all of you."

Upon hearing this, the group entered the inner hall one after another.

The first thing Fuquan did upon entering the inner palace was to help the Emperor tidy up his disheveled inner robe.

The emperor stretched out his arms, letting Fuquan adjust his robes. He had never paid attention to how others served him before, but today was the first time he had seriously observed Fuquan's way of serving people.

Noticing the Emperor's gaze, Fuquan served him even more attentively.

First, she helped the emperor tie the belt of his inner robe, and then she took the emperor's robe from a tray held by a young eunuch and put it on him.

However, unless it was court time, the emperor usually wore a casual robe embroidered with dragon patterns, rather than a heavy and solemn dragon robe, followed by a belt, jade pendant, sachet, and other items.

Once the Emperor had finished making everything clear, no one made a sound.

After waving his hand to signal all the eunuchs to leave, Fuquan respectfully asked, "Your Majesty, would you like to dine now, or wait a moment?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, not daring to even glance at the dragon bed that was completely covered up beside him.

The Emperor twirled the emerald green thumb ring on his thumb and said without hesitation, "When your master wakes up, we will have a meal together. Go and have the imperial kitchen prepare some of your master's favorite dishes."

Upon hearing this, Fuquan immediately bowed and said, "Yes, this servant will arrange it right away."

With that, he withdrew.

After everyone left, the Emperor turned around and returned to the bedside. He lifted the bright yellow bed curtains, sat sideways on the bed, and looked at Yue Li, who was sleeping soundly on his bright yellow dragon bed. The Emperor felt that his heart was full at this moment, filled with the person sleeping soundly in front of him.

The Emperor leaned down and kissed Yue Li on the corner of her lips before getting up, covering the bed curtains again, and stepping into the outer hall.

On the desk in the outer hall were countless memorials that he had to review every day. Moreover, since today was the day he was supposed to bring Yue Li to the palace, he had no mood to review the memorials after court.

This caused the memorials to pile up even more.

After Fuquan and the others left, during the long period when they didn't bring Yue Li over, he was always uneasy.

I was wondering if Yue Li would not come.

He wondered how he should behave when Yue Li arrived.

Then he wondered if Yue Li would agree to hold a private wedding ceremony with him.

Fortunately, today passed peacefully. Sitting at the desk reviewing memorials, I thought of Yue Li, who was still sleeping in the inner palace.

She must be satisfied with my performance today, right?

After all, the Emperor touched the slightly sore spot on his shoulder; Li'er had left her mark on him!

The stinging pain in his shoulder did not cause the emperor to show any displeasure; instead, a satisfied smile slowly crept onto his lips.

With that smile, the emperor picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and began to review the mountain of memorials on his desk.

The emperor, who was usually quite annoyed by the lengthy memorials written by his ministers, suddenly found their writing endearing.

Fuquan made a trip to the imperial kitchen and asked the imperial chefs to prepare some dishes that the emperor liked. When they returned, he saw the emperor smiling as he reviewed the memorials that he had previously disliked.

Fuquan paused for a moment as he stepped forward to grind the ink, then immediately understood the key to it.

Immediately, Fuquan stepped forward with a smile, picked up the ink stick, and began grinding ink.

Yue Li didn't sleep for long in the inner palace either, not only because of the soreness in a certain part of her body, which made her grimac when she moved her legs, but also because she was hungry.

You have to understand that she has only eaten lunch once today, from morning until now, and she has done so much physical work in between. It would be strange if she wasn't hungry.

Rubbing her empty stomach, Yue Li looked at her crookedly dressed bedclothes and was speechless.

It's one thing that the belt is tied loosely, but how did the first belt get tied to the second belt?

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Yue Li first took out the jade bowl from her spatial storage, drank a few mouthfuls of spiritual spring water, and after the spiritual spring water in the jade bowl filled up again, she put the jade bowl back into her spatial storage.

He took out a repair pill from his spatial storage and swallowed it. He then channeled his spiritual energy into his body. With higher spiritual energy, his speed indeed increased, and the marks on his body and the soreness in a certain part of his body healed much faster than before.