Fast Travel Strategy: Female Supporting Counterattack Manual

Chapter 242 A generation of evil concubines (16)

Dismissing the three thousand beauties from the harem and accompanying them, everyone thought that Emperor Ping was good enough for Gao Shurong, but the lower limit was set again.

Not only did Emperor Ping promote Gao Shurong to be an imperial concubine, but he also sent all the good things that he got that day to the luxuriant palace like flowing water.

One person attains enlightenment, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.Concubine Gao's mother's family also benefited.Mrs. Gao was granted the title of honorable first-class madam.

Qin Shuangshuang in the Chaoyang Palace immediately broke her favorite vase when she learned that Gao Shiyi had become an imperial concubine.

"Why, why does this little maid who entered the palace in her place have such a blessing?!"

She is very unwilling, especially unwilling!
Her status as the Princess of Zhaoyang can be said to be a bluff, but all those imperial wives can bully her.If she was still the daughter of the Gao family, if she honestly entered the harem, would Gao Shiyi have everything he should have?

The little servant girl was worried that she would be hurt, so she approached her boldly, but she was swung away by the maddened woman, and fell on the broken porcelain. She wanted to cry but couldn't, so she hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"You dare to beg for mercy and accuse me of breaking my favorite vase. You will never be able to pay for it in your life, you bitch." Qin Shuangshuang stood there coldly, but her eyes were like thorns piercing the kneeling maid.

Upon hearing the sound, King Zhaoyang came in and saw the fragments of the vase all over the floor, his bride with a grim look, and the maid who kept crying and begging for mercy.

Needless to say, he also knew that it was his bride who broke the vase.

Because no one in the entire Chaoyang Palace dared to touch her things.

In the past, he only thought that she was indulgent and willful, but in essence, she was pitiful and cute. But now that he spent more and more time with her, he realized that he might be wrong.

He is a martial artist at heart, so he doesn't care about the food and clothing in the courtyard, as long as he can afford it.But his new wife has to do everything to take care of the harem.The money budget in the house is limited. We have to support a bunch of idle people, and we also want to pursue the ultimate in food and clothing. How can we have enough?If it weren't for the support of Chaoyang Palace, the family's wealth would be ruined.Also, he has always been kind to his servants, but his wife beat and scolded them at every turn, as if she treated them like beasts.

King Zhaoyang left without listening to his bride's excuse. Feeling depressed, the first thing he thought of was Brother Shengping in the palace.

It was rare for Emperor Ping to see such depression on his face, so he asked Cai's father-in-law to dig out the apricot blossom wine from the cellar, hold a jar with him, lean under the pomegranate tree in the imperial garden, and chat.While chatting, King Zhaoyang became drunk and spit out the words in his heart like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

Emperor Ping shook the apricot blossom wine, which still had half a jar left in his hand, with long-distance eyes.He never expected Wei Zhao's wife to be such a "character".Fortunately, he didn't enter his harem, otherwise the drunk person wouldn't be Wei Zhao.

The apricot blossom wine was fragrant in the mouth, but it had a great aftertaste, King Zhaoyang didn't wake up until midnight.

He opened his eyes, but what he saw was not everything he was familiar with. Under the swaying candlelight, all the decorations he saw were decorated with dragon patterns.here... here...

"Are you awake?" The voice of Emperor Ping came from behind.

His brain was like being hit with a stick, and he suddenly woke up.

"Chendi...Chendi...I don't know how I fell asleep on the dragon bed..." King Zhaoyang was dripping with cold sweat, his mind was like fragments, he could only reflect the present, for fear that Emperor Ping would punish him.

It turned out that I was still afraid of myself.Emperor Ping sighed in his heart, but his movements were extremely natural. He patted King Zhaoyang on the shoulder and made him turn to look at himself.

"Weizhao, in your mind, brother Shengping is such a terrible person?"

King Zhaoyang knew that he was still sleeping on the dragon bed, but he gradually calmed down because of Emperor Ping's words, and he shook his head timidly.

He started to be afraid because of the difference between the emperor and his ministers, and besides, the emperor's side of the couch could not allow others to snore.But Emperor Ping's self-proclaimed "Brother Shengping" made him feel that they were still two children who were recuperating together when they were young.

"My dear Wei Zhao, isn't this dragon bed easier to sleep than the bed in your mansion?" Emperor Ping deliberately eased the atmosphere.

King Zhaoyang felt his body carefully, the cold and hard bed was not as good as the grass bed he had spread randomly when he was marching.Everyone wants to be an emperor, but the dragon bed where the emperor sleeps is not as comfortable as that of ordinary people.He wondered if it was sarcasm.

In order to answer Emperor Ping's question, he shook his head slightly.

"It's hard to sleep in the lonely dragon bed, and it's hard to take care of Wei Zhao's housework."

Emperor Ping's words finally cleared King Zhaoyang's mind.

He was placed on the dragon bed because he was depressed and came to brother Shengping to confide that he was drunk in the palace.

His brother Shengping had no defense against him at all.It's just that he wasn't frank enough.

The relaxed King Zhaoyang and Emperor Heping continued to chat under the moonlight, and the moon sank before they knew it, and neither of them felt sleepy.

For King Zhaoyang, this was the most comfortable night with Emperor Heping since he was ten years old.

Later, no matter how good people urged him to fight for that position, he would tell people seriously that the dragon bed was not easy to sleep on.

In fact, he felt that the reason why he could not fall asleep that night was really because the dragon bed was not easy to sleep.

Wei Zhao came to his palace because he was depressed about family matters. Emperor Ping naturally couldn't just sit back and ignore it, but he wanted to deliberately embarrass his beloved concubine, so he left the matter to her to handle.

When Shi thought that Mrs. Gao had handed over documents several times and wanted to visit her in the palace, it happened that she asked her to bring Qin Shuangshuang in this time.

Qin Shuangshuang followed Old Madam Gao and was led by the young eunuch to the gate of Weirui Palace, just in time to see Emperor Ping coming out of it.She boldly glanced at him, but she couldn't tell the expression on his face, like anger was suppressed and sick satisfaction was satisfied.Old Madam Gao was afraid that she would bump into Emperor Ping, so he pulled her to kneel on the ground, and stood up under the guidance of the little eunuch when Emperor Ping disappeared.

Madam Gao and Qin Shuangshuang walked into the main hall and found that there was not a single servant in the palace. They waited for a long time before they came to forcefully smile.

The three of them exchanged pleasantries, and Shi Yi thought about letting them leave.The imperial concubine who was pampered by Emperor Ping with so much kindness, shouldn't she show off in all kinds of ways when she saw them?How could his face be filled with uncontrollable tiredness and sadness?

Qin Shuangshuang felt something was wrong with her, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, until she saw her arm that was accidentally exposed, and the ferocious red mark on it made her scream in surprise.

"Shh, don't talk, don't talk." Shi Yi covered her mouth more nervously than her.

(End of this chapter)