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Chapter 125: Promise

Jiang Huaiyang unconsciously turned the teacup in his hand, chatting and laughing, "There is a woman, why did the concubine think of asking this?"

The concubine did not reveal Jiang Qi, but instead said, "Your Majesty, don't worry about how I found out. What mistake did that talent make that prevented Your Majesty from taking her into the palace?"

Qi'er told her about the matter and asked her to mediate. She had already expected that the new emperor would keep the girl by his side, and wondered if there was any unhappiness between the two.

But seeing this scene today, and the new emperor's expression when talking about her, it seemed far less than this.

She has always been more fond of the child named Yuyi, not for anything else, but because of the transparency in her eyes. But this child is still a bit soft-tempered and does not know how to fight, which gave the eldest princess an opportunity.

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After all, the concubine was someone who had experienced overt and covert struggles in the palace. It was obvious at a glance, "It is against the rules to raise someone outside after being given a status."

Throughout the dynasties, due to various complex reasons such as the jealousy of concubines or obstacles from the previous dynasty, there were not a few emperors who kept foreign consorts, and even the late emperors even kept foreign pets under the guise of being guests of the Qing Dynasty.

But like him, it was the first time that he was unwilling to live in the palace even though he was given a title, which showed that he was conflicted in his heart.

Jiang Huaiyang remained silent.

After a long while, he suddenly said, "What the concubine said is that I will bring her into the palace in a few days."

The concubine's words had come to this point, and he didn't feel like saying anything else, so he agreed. Even he himself didn't notice it, and his move was quite smooth.

In the house next door.

The water in the tub was a little colder, but Ruan Yuyi was severely cold. After sitting in, she still sighed softly. The warmth seemed to converge into a stream and poured into her body, instantly easing her chills.

After regaining her warmth, she thought about going to find the concubine. She was so anxious that she almost looked through the soft curtain hanging on the door.

She had no intention of taking a bath and wanted to call Muxiang in.

But today, the fragrance in the stove seemed to be particularly strong, filling the whole bathroom, making her feel drowsy. She poured water on her neck, and at some point, she fell asleep leaning on the barrel.

It wasn't until Mu Xiang came in to add water that she realized that when she was having trouble getting the young lady out, a man from behind said:

"Just step back."

When she saw it was Jiang Huaiyang, she felt relieved for some reason and lowered her hands in agreement.

The door was gently closed.

Jiang Huaiyang put one hand through the crook of her knees and the other around her waist, picked her up, wrapped her in a long scarf, and walked slowly towards the bed.

The water droplets on her body that had not yet been wiped dry dripped down her jade-like feet, dripping as she walked, and dark flowers bloomed along the way.

The fragrance was just a soporific effect, and Ruan Yuyi was easily awakened by the movement. Looking around, she saw chiseled copper hooks and gold pins, but they were nowhere to be found if they weren't on the bed.

She was still sleepy and very weak. Suddenly she felt the hairpin on the back of her head hurting her, and she reached out to pick it off.

When Jiang Huaiyang saw this, he took it off for her. The soap locust used on her hair had a very faint fragrance, and the ink spread out as soon as her hair was spread out.

"Jiang Qi asked the concubine to plead for you," he put the hairpin on the table aside and looked into her eyes with deep eyes, "Our Lingling is really pleasing to the people."

She noticed his aggressive aura, her heart tightened, and she became clearer, but she pursed her lips and remained silent.

He lifted up her temple hair and tucked it behind her ears, revealing her scorching face. "I agree." Wherever his fingertips touched, waves of numbness penetrated into her bones.

She opened her eyes slightly.

Although he was extremely resistant to entering the palace at first, after this incident, he became a little indifferent. What surprised her was that he would suddenly change his mind and allow her to move into the palace.

She turned away and said softly, "Your Majesty, are you going to make some conditions next?"

"That's smart," he sneered, "I just want you to stay alone and not worry about anything else, can you do that?"

When he spoke in a low voice, his voice seemed extremely gentle, but the strength of his pinch on her wrist was not strong at all, as if he wanted to break the slender wrist, causing her to lose the ability to hold chopsticks and play the piano for a lifetime.

Dragging his disabled body, he seemed to be guarding a palace.

She frowned in pain and could only nod slightly, hoping that he would let go of her after getting an answer.

He looked at her expression, finally let go of her wrist, bit her ear and said, "If I notice anything strange, I will tell you that Lingling took the initiative to have sex with a strange man before we separated."

The world."

He looked at the fear in her eyes with satisfaction, and then said, "At that time, let everyone in the world see what a dissolute woman my Lingling is."

As for colluding with foreign enemies, the days in the palace were long, and he had no shortage of time to get it back from her bit by bit.

She grabbed the hem of his clothes. Shame burned crimson from her cheeks to the back of her neck, and her snow-grey skin seemed to be covered with rouge, revealing an alluring color.

The next day, Mu Xiang opened the window, and the refreshing cool air was brought in, carrying the woody fragrance. She opened the bed curtains to stop them from fluttering like water waves.

"Miss," she said softly, "it's time to get up. The people in the palace are already waiting outside."

Ruan Yuyi sighed unconsciously, then opened her eyes and stood up slowly. She leaned on the bed and heard the sound of opening the door from outside. Immediately, water poured into the inner room, and the maids and maids all lowered their heads and closed their eyes.

, respectful and solemn.

After the leading maid saluted, she said to her, "Talent, my servants are here to groom you today." Several palace maids standing behind her all held gold-embedded trays in their hands.

Palace skirts, hairpins and other items.

She knew that she was too lazy to get up and her face was a little hot, so she didn't dare to delay any longer and got off the bed.

After that, everyone took care of me when I changed my clothes and makeup.

The nun took a look at her waist and began to flatter her, saying, "My master's figure is really excellent. It's no wonder that he pleases your majesty."

"Mommy," she lowered her eyes, trying not to let the palace people notice her careless thoughts, "If the ladies in the palace are not born to be graceful, delicate, and fragrant, then I am nothing."

The nanny smiled and said, "That's not the case. The secret rule in the palace is that being favored is the most important thing. If the emperor doesn't like it, even if you are the imperial concubine, you will be bullied."

Perhaps she was concerned about the rules, so after saying this, she stopped talking.

After everything was sorted out, Ruan Yuyi walked slowly to the mirror.

The little lady in the mirror is just as grandma said, with a graceful figure and a scorching complexion, unlike any ordinary person. She is dressed in a dark floral and brocade palace dress, with a cloud silk shawl on her shoulders, and a four-in-one Ruyi sash tied around her waist, pinching out her slender breasts.

Waist.

She looked slightly startled. If she were asked to think about it in the past, she would never have expected that she would actually enter the palace.

The nun frowned slightly, her eyes wandering around her body, and she felt strange in her heart. The palace clothes made according to the measurements your majesty said were indeed suitable for the person, but this uniform seemed to be a bit out of line.

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Normally, a young talented person would not have the nerve to wear clothes with such patterns. I don’t know whether His Majesty is very fond of this person or if he is hiding his thoughts.


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