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The Emperor finally arrived, and she had no intention of competing for favor to take revenge on the Consort, unless—no way could it be this coincidental!
Yun Zhi Yue glanced at Fang Pin's belly. If that were true, she needed to leave as soon as possible; otherwise, the Qionghua Palace would become a target, and she would undoubtedly be caught in the crossfire.
The Emperor was already pleased with Yun Zhi Yue's body, and naturally, the night was filled with fervent passion. Unfortunately for her, her throat was sore from calling out at the door for an entire hour, while the Emperor lay wrapped in blankets, ceasing his movements.
Jian felt helpless; every time the Emperor came, she had to change the bedding from top to bottom. It was such a waste. But it wasn't all in vain; her strategy points began to fluctuate again. Someone outside was clearly not as calm as before.
When the Emperor awakened from his stupor, he found Yun Zhi Yue covered in red marks again, though this time they were lighter than last. It shouldn't affect their activities tomorrow.
Yun Zhi Yue pretended to muster her strength and sat up. "Your Majesty is truly impressive. I see you haven't had enough yet. Would you like to continue?"
Flattered by her praise, the Emperor swallowed hard and lunged at her once more. This time, they tumbled across the floor in various positions.
It felt like returning to his youth, with endless energy that excited him immensely. Only with Yun Liangyuan did he experience such a refreshing sensation.
Yun Zhi Yue watched as the Emperor was surrounded by greenery, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes. In this illusion, there was indeed boundless energy; however, that invigorating spirit came at the cost of one's lifespan.
Oh dear, she inadvertently caused harm.
But it didn't matter; she was no longer the Thirty-Six Heavens' righteous female immortal. She was Meng Po of Ming Di—how could there be any kindness in hell?
From this day forth, Yun Liangyuan was promoted to Yun Pin and granted a position in Yao Xian Palace.
After a night of indulgence, the Emperor was in high spirits and generously elevated her status by bestowing upon her a palace.
From then on, among this batch of Xiu Nu, her favored status would certainly draw attention from those in the previous dynasty.
Lin Wanyi and Xu Liangyuan were both daughters of noble families with prominent standings; it was only natural for them to rank high.
Yet she came from humble beginnings but still surpassed Xu Liangyuan in rank—this was entirely due to favoritism.
In the past, she had been afraid to stand out for fear of being targeted; now with the Empress helping her fend off some threats, she felt capable of handling what remained on her own.
On the day she moved out of Qionghua Palace, Fang Pin came to see her off.
Though separated from Qiong Hua, the Palace hopes that she will not forget the time spent together. It is said that when one person achieves enlightenment, all around them rise in fortune. Unfortunately, whether that person can truly attain the Dao remains uncertain; she is but a grass plant, not a chicken or dog.
Yao Xian Palace may be somewhat remote, but its environment is truly beautiful, with a garden full of White Pear Blossoms in full bloom, resembling winter snow.
The number of palace maids has increased, yet the initially inconspicuous maid, Cui Ling, has always stayed by her side. It is strange; even now, she cannot discern where this person comes from.
Every palace has its own secrets, and though they remain undiscovered, they are well concealed. She does not need to be overly concerned about everything; for now, she will let it be.
As night fell and the maids settled down to sleep, she lay alone on a rocking chair beneath the pear tree, leisurely admiring the petals dancing in the moonlight—a scene utterly enchanting.
Chong Zi's figure descended amidst the flurry of pear blossoms, her back turned to Yuan Yue. Although her features were shrouded in the shadows of night, she somehow made this captivating scenery seem like mere background.
The fragrance of Qing Xue seemed to bring her even more joy than that of the pear blossoms.
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