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Chapter 43, Chun Shuyuan wants to become a monk?!

Yue Wangshu had a good sleep this time.

From the middle of the night, I slept until noon!

Yue Wangshu was not too surprised by this. Last time, she fell asleep for twelve hours, and this time it was only four or five hours, which was not too long.

Emperor Yan Zheng walked in casually with a warm smile on his face, "Now that you're awake, freshen up quickly. Lunch is already prepared."

Although Hu Zhihai had a late-night snack last night, Yue Wangshu still felt his stomach was empty and couldn't help but lament his own digestion ability.

However, the emperor only served royal meals, and Yue Wangshu was always satisfied.

The lunch was placed in the most spacious open room of the back hall. Two huge long tables were put together, which were four meters long. They were filled with all kinds of delicacies. It was estimated that there were at least fifty or sixty dishes!

Although it was not as good as the Empress Dowager who had more than 200 dishes per meal, in Yue Wangshu's opinion, it was already very luxurious.

Needless to say, the emperor sat facing south. Yue Wangshu looked at the table full of delicacies and resisted the urge to drool.

Yan Zheng saw this and smiled secretly in his heart, then raised his hand and said: "Sit down and use it with me."

Yue Wangshu waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, I am serving the emperor's meal."

In the past, when she was sleeping in bed, although she would have breakfast in Yan Qing Hall, she did not eat with the emperor, but had an exquisite breakfast alone in the side hall.

Compared with breakfast, lunch and dinner are undoubtedly more sumptuous and grand.

Yan Zheng said with gentle eyes: "Sit down, you saved Concubine Rong, it can be considered a great achievement."

Yue Wangshu thought, did Concubine Rong give birth to a little prince last night? The emperor seemed very happy.

Yue Wangshu was really hungry, so he didn't refuse any more. He sat on the emperor's right side and enjoyed the royal meal with the emperor. Yue Wangshu still restrained his eating speed, so he actually ate for half an hour.

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Alas, there is too much food, so it is necessary to have a special palace servant to pick up and serve the dishes. In this way, half an hour is already considered fast.

After lunch, Yue Wangshu felt that it was time for him to have a good talk with the emperor.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yan Zheng spoke first: "I have issued a decree early this morning to promote you to the position of Shuyuan. From today on, you can also be regarded as a woman of the world. You can ride on the shoulder carriage every day and you will not be exempted from the disease."

Running around is tiring."

Yue Wangshu thought about his wild running last night, which was indeed a bit unruly. Under these noble concubines were Jieyu, Suo'e, and Shuyuan, each of whom were the twenty-seventh wife. Shuyuan was considered to be the middle-level concubine in the harem.

Although she is not very noble, she has been promoted from a sixth-grade lady to a third-grade Shuyuan in less than half a year after entering the palace. This is simply the speed of a rocket!

And this time she was promoted to a higher level again, surpassing the fourth-level beauty, and jumped directly from the husband to the rank of worldly wife!

However, she saved Concubine Rong's life, which can be regarded as a big contribution. This promotion is justified.

To take a step back, granting titles to the harem is the emperor's internal affairs. As long as the emperor is happy and talks about granting a minor wife, even if she is granted the title of noble concubine, no one else can care about it. Of course, whether the queen is established or deposed is a different matter.

She smiled awkwardly: "I was impatient for a moment, so I was really rude. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Yan Zheng sighed quietly: "How can I bear to blame you?"

Seeing this, Yue Wangshu whispered: "Actually, the concubine has a request that she has never dared to say..."

Yan Zheng smiled warmly, "What do you want? Just tell me."

Yue Wangshu glanced at the palace people around him who were looking down and down.

Yan Zheng understood immediately, raised his hand and said: "Everyone, stand down!"

"Yes!" Zhang Ji quickly led a group of palace maids and eunuchs to bow and retreat.

The inner hall fell silent for a moment, but Yue Wangshu didn't know how to speak. After all, she wanted to leave the palace and get rid of her status as the emperor's concubine. This was simply a divorce!

Seeing the embarrassment on Yue Wangshu's face, Yan Zheng's expression became gentler: "Do you want to see your family?"

Yue Wangshu was stunned and quickly shook his head: "No."

Yan Zheng was also stunned for a moment, what does Wan Wan want? If it were gold, silver, pearls, jade, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, he wouldn't be so coy. Suddenly Yan Zheng felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Yue Wangshu grabbed the lapel of his clothes and whispered: "To put it bluntly, the relationship between the concubine and the emperor is not that of husband and wife..." Is this fake relationship interesting?

Yan Zheng said sternly: "Don't worry, I won't force you. I'm willing to wait for you to accept it slowly."

Yue Wangshu whispered: "What if I still can't accept you?"

Yan Zheng felt a chill in his heart. Could it be that what Wan Wan wanted was to leave me?

Yue Wangshu mustered up the courage and said: "Your Majesty, don't you think this is boring and unnecessary? There is no need for you to waste your time on concubines." - So, can you please give up gracefully?

There was a hint of imperceptible gloom in Yan Zheng's eyes, but his tone was as gentle as ever: "My old illness cannot be cured by medicine or stone. Only if you stay by my side can it be cured."

Yue Wangshu said hurriedly: "But now, you have also seen my great trick. I can use it once every four months. This is more effective than getting along day and night. So, just think of me as a doctor. You just need

Regular follow-up visits, there is no need to tie the doctor to your side."

Yan Zheng suddenly asked: "Wanwan, do you hate me so much?"

Those eyes were extremely deep, with sadness in their depth.

Yue Wangshu:...Nonsense!

But she can't tell her true feelings, right? Yue Wangshu said softly: "The emperor treats me very well, and I have no reason to hate you. But I don't have much obsession with glory and wealth. As long as my life is a little more comfortable, I will be happy."

That's enough." - This means, you are nice to me, but I don't need it.

Yue Wangshu hurriedly raised three fingers: "Your Majesty, please don't get me wrong. I have no intention of being unfaithful to you. I just want to leave the palace. Of course, I won't leave too far. What needs does the Emperor need?

If you want to treat me, I will be here at your call." - Of course, I would rather you, a sick patient, go to my place for follow-up consultation!

Yue Wangshu saw that the emperor was silent, like a statue, with no reaction at all, so he mustered up the courage to step forward and said: "So, can the emperor let the concubine die of illness?"

That's right, death escape!

This is an idea she has had for a long time!

She doesn't want to be a pure good man, pure Shuyuan!

"No!" Emperor Yan Zheng, who had been pretending to be a statue, suddenly spoke abruptly. His tone was no longer as gentle as before, and he categorically rejected her.

Looking at the emperor's unusually sharp eyes, Yue Wangshu couldn't help being frightened, and took two steps back. Her request, no matter how nice it was, to put it bluntly, was "divorce"!

She also knew that the emperor would not agree easily.

But this time, who told her to have a trump card?

Moreover, the trump card is rich enough to buy her the precious freedom in the feudal era. How can she not fight for it according to reason?

Yue Wangshu thought for a while and then said: "If the emperor is not worried, the concubine can become a Taoist nun." - It seems that there is a kind of Taoist priest who can eat meat...

These words made Yan Zheng very hurt. He immediately clenched his fists and said, "You would rather become a monk than be my concubine?!"

Yue Wangshu: Ah...why does it feel like it has the opposite effect?!
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