Transformed into a vicious concubine? Being led by the eldest sister is annoying

In the Royal Study Room of the Imperial Palace.

The bright candlelight dispelled the darkness of the night, but it could not dispel the resentment on the handsome face of Emperor Xie Yixuan.

He had just finished reviewing today's memorials and was exhausted both physically and mentally. He was looking forward to returning to his bedroom as soon as possible to have a good rest.

But who knew that just when he was about to get up, the Dust King Xie Mochen came in a hurry.

This made him unable to help but secretly complain that the emperor uncle came at a really bad time. Could it be that he wouldn't let people get a good night's sleep?

Prince Chen didn't notice the emperor's little emotion. With a serious expression, he placed the thick list and a stack of portraits in his hands on the table in the imperial study, and then sat down on the chair next to him.

The uncle and nephew have a close relationship, and there are no outsiders present at the moment, so there is naturally no need to go through all those red tape.

"Take a look, these are all problematic concubines. Show them to your father, the emperor, and mother tomorrow, and make sure these women are eliminated."

As King Chen spoke, he poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it.

When the emperor heard that it was about the concubines, he instantly became excited and hurriedly picked up the list to examine it carefully.

His eyes swept over the names one by one, and his brows furrowed slightly. There were so many hidden dangers behind these people.

After reading the list, he picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully.

The women in the portraits were either pretty or gentle, but in the emperor's eyes, they all looked like dangerous people in disguise.

The names on each portrait are clearly marked, corresponding to the names on the list.

Such a detailed arrangement is to avoid confusion where the name and appearance do not match.

After the emperor read all the contents carefully, he sorted out the list and portraits and put them away with a serious expression.

The young emperor frowned and bowed solemnly to King Chen, "Thank you, uncle. I feel relieved now!"

Seeing this, King Chen smiled, put down the tea in his hand, stood up and said to the emperor: "The things have been delivered, I will go back first."

Emperor Xie Yixuan had a gentle smile on his face and said quickly, "I'll see you off!"

Having said that, he accompanied King Chen out of the imperial study.

Outside the palace, the snow was still falling and the cold wind was howling.

The emperor stood at the palace gate and watched Prince Chen get on the carriage.

The carriage moved slowly forward in the snow, its wheels crushing the snow, making a creaking sound, and gradually disappeared into the night.

Only when the carriage was completely out of sight did the emperor turn around and walk towards the bedroom with Eunuch Xi beside him.

Snowflakes fell on his shoulders, but he was unaware of them, as his mind was still thinking about the problematic lists and portraits of the beauties.

I was secretly thankful that my uncle's careful investigation had allowed the crisis of this talent show to be resolved.

Prince Chen rode in a carriage in the cold night's snow and wind, rushing all the way back to Prince Chen's Palace.

As he entered the palace, he didn't even bother to brush the falling snow off his shoulders, and walked straight towards Bai Qianqian's yard.

It was late at night, and the entire palace was exceptionally quiet under the cover of snow. Only his hurried footsteps echoed in the empty corridors.

When he saw from afar that the dim light was still on in Bai Qianqian's room in the yard, his brows instantly furrowed.

He was filled with self-blame, blaming himself for having to go out so late, causing Qianqian to not be able to rest well and have to stay up late for him.

He pushed the door open quietly and was greeted by a wave of warmth, in stark contrast to the cold outside.

He first took off his cloak which was soaked by the snow and hung it on the hanger beside him.

However, he did not walk towards Bai Qianqian immediately, but stood there and stomped his frozen feet.

He picked up a hot water bottle from the table, held it tightly in his hand, and felt the warmth spreading through his body. Then he slowly walked to the bed and sat down.

He raised his eyes to look at the woman who was half-sitting on the bed, his eyes full of heartache.

Bai Qianqian was wearing a light-colored nightgown. Under the candlelight, her face looked even softer, but the hint of worry in her eyes did not escape King Chen's eyes.

"Qianqian, you don't have to wait for me in the future, go to sleep first!" King Chen said softly, with a hint of guilt in his voice.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qianqian rolled her eyes at Xie Mochen in annoyance, as if telling him that he was overthinking.

She snorted and said, "I wasn't waiting for you. Xiao'er went out after you without taking anyone with him. I asked the white cat to follow him."

King Chen was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face became a little embarrassed.

The original feelings of gratitude and self-blame in my heart disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by complaints about my son.

He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: "I can't have this son anymore. What is he doing out at night? I thought Qianqian was waiting for me."

He frowned slightly, his expression full of helplessness. This evening was really full of problems.

But King Chen still advised: "Go to sleep first. We don't know when Xiao'er will come back. That kid is very smart. You don't have to worry. Besides, there is a white cat following you."

King Chen has full confidence in his eldest son's ability.

In his opinion, this child has great kung fu skills.

Unless he or Qianqian takes action personally, there are very few people in this world who can defeat him.

Moreover, Xiao'er also has his own way of dealing with poisons. Although his talent in this area is not as good as that of his younger brothers and sisters, ordinary poisons have no effect on him at all.

Bai Qianqian listened to King Chen's words, glared at him fiercely, and said unhappily: "You go to sleep, I have to wait for Bai Mao to come back. How can I sleep without hearing any news about Xiao'er?"

King Chen had a resentful look on his face. He stood up helplessly, called Mo Si outside, and told him to bring in some hot water.

He soaked his feet in the basin of steaming hot water, feeling the warmth spreading from the soles of his feet to his whole body. After dispelling some of the cold, he slowly walked to the bed.

As soon as he got on the bed, he reached out and hugged Bai Qianqian in his arms, like a child asking for candy.

He leaned his head pitifully on Bai Qianqian's shoulder, mumbling, "Qianqian, don't you feel sorry for me? It's so cold, and I've been running around outside for so long."

Seeing this, Bai Qianqian felt really angry and amused, and she couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

His son is about to get married, but this guy still has this childish expression from time to time.

But I have to say, this trick really worked for her, and her heart softened a little.

Prince Chen hugged his soft wife and gradually felt sleepy. Before falling asleep, he cursed his eldest son in his heart.

In the private room of Tongfu Restaurant, Xie Yixiao sneezed for no reason.

Nangong Yi, who was standing opposite, saw this and showed concern on his face. He hurriedly said, "Hurry up and drink some hot tea. You said you are not afraid of the cold when you meet in the middle of the night!"

Nangong Yi tightened her cloak as she spoke. She was not as cold-resistant as Xie Yixiao.

At this moment, he was holding a hot water bottle in his hand, blowing air from it to his mouth from time to time, trying to warm himself up.

The flickering candlelight in the box illuminated the figures of two people, and no one knew what this late-night appointment was about.