The gifts came to the ground in a trickle. They were all pure virgins, in their prime years, sad, touching, and pitiful.
All men are good at this.
Li Fei was proficient in playing, playing and singing. Because of her good voice, she made a sensation in the harem when she first arrived. She was said to have a lingering sound that lasted for three days.
The unusually melodious sound of the piano is sad and touching, just like Chen Ajiao, who fell out of favor, was to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
If you spend thousands of gold to buy a woman like a gift, who can complain about this?
Shui Lian heard clearly from outside. Look, Concubine Li, who had fallen out of favor, was trying her best to regain her former favor with the sound of the piano. She was born with a good voice, and as she played and sang, the man's heart softened.
She didn't know if His Majesty's heart had softened. However, when she heard about the batch of pure virgins sent up, she could no longer calm down - women's palace fighting, after all, there were just a few tricks.
Shameless and ridiculous.
Among them, bribing one's husband with sex is one of them.
Many famous concubines in history have done this - Zhao Feiyan recommended her own sister to the emperor; the virtuous Empress Changsun once personally arranged a marriage between her sister-in-law and His Majesty...
However, this is the method that Shui Lian hates the most.
She really couldn't bear it anymore.
That night, His Majesty returned to Shangshan Palace. Shuilian was not angry at all - she knew that His Majesty could not completely ignore Chun'er - but if this trend continued, would it become more and more dangerous?
She thought about it for a long time.
Instead of sulking, take the initiative.
The autumn flowers are brilliant, the women in the harem are very happy, and the imperial garden is bustling with people all day long.
Little Yunna loves to catch butterflies here most, and when she gets excited, she can run far away by herself.
On this day, Shui Lian played with her for a while, but couldn't stop the child from running around, so she sat down to rest and let the child run around. As soon as she rested on the chair for a while, she heard a burst of laughter and play. A child was like a wind.
He ran over, thick and strong. In front of him were two eunuchs running away with their heads in their arms. The child held up a soft whip and kept chasing: "Slave dog...beat you to death, beat you to death..."
The palace maids and eunuchs behind were panting: "Little prince... prince... slow down..."
But the child didn't listen and chased after him as fast as he could. This was one of his daily programs.