C49

After Dongfang Haotian left the Peace Garden, Die Fei began to rage. She picked up the teacup beside her and slammed it onto the ground. Her eyes seemed as if they were about to burst into flames. It's one thing for the emperor not to raise our position, but what right do you have to make that woman your Imperial Consort? "

Rong Fei also looked very dissatisfied, but she said rationally, "After all, he gave the Emperor a son, so we can only blame ourselves for not being able to live up to his expectations."

Die Fei suddenly shifted her gaze to Yu Fei and said, "The rumors say that little sister Yu Fei is the most promising one. It's a pity that she couldn't save the dragon embryo. Otherwise, the imperial concubine would be you, little sister."

Yu Fei's face turned pale as she forced out a smile and said, "It's little sister's fortune. Thank you for your concern, big sister."

The rest of them saw that the three concubines had unfriendly expressions and each of them found an excuse to leave the temple.

The three concubines in the hall looked at each other in dismay as each of them harbored their own thoughts. Finally, they left in silence.

On the other side, Dongfang Haotian stood in front of the Emerald Bamboo Palace and sneered for a long time before entering. No one knew what he was laughing about. The little Gui Zi who served him was already drenched in sweat, and even he himself had no idea what he was afraid of.

As soon as Dongfang Haotian entered the inner room, he saw Leng Qiyue sitting by the bed, playing with the child. The little prince could already sit up and grab things to play with. At this moment, he was holding something that looked like a mouse and swinging it around. Occasionally, he would laugh out loud, revealing two small white teeth.

Leng Qiyue already knew that Dongfang Haotian had arrived, but she still ignored him, her eyes filled with the smile of a monarch.

Dongfang Haotian couldn't help but ask, "What is his name?"

Leng Qiyue didn't even raise her head as she lightly said, "Niu Jun."

"Oh?" Dongfang Haotian coldly snorted and said: "Niu Jun. Do you miss Bai Lan? Let me tell you, it is impossible for you to leave this Imperial Palace in your entire life. Even if you die, you must be buried in the Imperial Tomb Garden. In the future, this child will be called Sheng, Dongfang Cheng. "

Leng Qiyue finally raised her head. She faintly glanced at Dongfang Haotian and said, "Do whatever you want. In any case, you are the father of this child, so you have the right to be the champion."

"Champion rights?" Dongfang Haotian was a bit at a loss. He had never heard of this word before.

Leng Qiyue held the child in her arms and said, "Your palace won't be able to hold me."

Dongfang Haotian pinched Leng Qiyue's chin and coldly said: "Then why don't you give it a try for me. I want to see whether you can fly into the sky or escape into the ground. "Since you have some looks, why don't you serve me well, I might be able to make you an empress."

"Not at all." There was no wave in Leng Qiyue's eyes as she spat out these two words.

Dongfang Haotian gave a charming smile and lowered his head to kiss her red lips. However, she tightly clenched her teeth, completely not allowing him to enter, so Dongfang Haotian had no choice but to let her go.

Leng Qiyue indifferently said, "I don't love you anymore, so you don't need to be like this. You have so many concubines, so you can go find them to vent your anger."

Dongfang Haotian was furious and said coldly: "I don't believe that as the Son of Heaven, I am the man that all women want to marry. I will make you admit that you still love me, hmph. " With that, he flicked his sleeve and left. Han Liu, who had brought him some tea, frowned.

When Leng Qiyue saw that Han Liu was frowning on the side, she asked, "Han Liu, what's wrong?"

Han Liu came back to her senses. "To reply esteemed Empress, this servant only felt that Empress's attitude towards the Emperor was somewhat inappropriate."

Leng Qiyue faintly smiled, "There's nothing wrong with that. I won't be staying here for long." She meant that on the eighth of August she would be able to return to modern times.

However, the snowflakes that had just returned from outside misunderstood. "That's right, Empress. You will soon be conferred the title of imperial concubine, at that time you will definitely move out of here. "To be honest, this doesn't seem like a place where the Empress lives at. It's more accurate to say that it's a cold palace."

Leng Qiyue did not explain, only asking, "What Imperial Consort?"

Xue Hua smiled and said, "The people outside all said that today, the emperor is announcing to the garden palace that he wants to make the Empress as his Imperial Concubine."

"Oh? "Is that so?" Leng Qiyue's reaction was somewhat cold.

Seeing that Leng Qiyue had no reaction, Xue Hua and Han Liu said no more and went back to their own business. They really did not understand what their master was thinking. The third concubine had been fighting over the title of Imperial Consort for a long time, but now that such a great fortune had fallen upon their master, it was as if a stone had sunk into the ocean.

On the second night, Dongfang Haotian announced that Leng Qiyue was going to be the saint of the Joy Palace. The Music Hall was a place where emperors and subjects held a grand banquet. If there were any foreign envoys entertaining them, could it be that today, the matter of bestowing the title of imperial concubine would be announced?

Han Liu and Xue Hua were very happy inside, but they stubbornly resisted Leng Qiyue's intention, sending her beautifully dressed up to the palanquin to pick her up.

Little Jiao stopped in front of the door of the Joy Joy Palace. Xiao Gui lifted up the sedan chair's curtain and said, "Empress, please get down from the sedan."

Leng Qiyue nodded her head and slowly got off the palanquin. She then walked towards the Music Palace.

The music from the Music Temple had originally been loud, but the moment Leng Qiyue stepped into the hall, it became absolutely silent. Everyone's gazes were focused on her body.

Leng Qiyue was wearing a flowing Liao dress which was tightly wrapped in silk, revealing an exquisite and seductive figure. Her white skin was covered with a blue dress. Beside Zhou, there were blue stripes. Upon closer inspection, there was a faint blue glow. The crystal clear earrings hung down, swaying. Her loose black hair was tied up with a five-tailed phoenix hairpin and inserted diagonally into her cloud-like black hair. Thin makeup, delicate eyebrows like willow. Her forehead was plastered with pearls.

A trace of amazement flashed through Dongfang Haotian's eyes. He smiled and said: "Come, come to my side."

Leng Qiyue looked around. There were no ministers nor concubines, only a group of musicians and eight dancers. She looked at Dongfang Haotian's outstretched hand and walked over, but didn't grab it. Instead, she leaned towards the seat under his feet.

Dongfang Haotian's eyes turned cold. He grabbed Leng Qiyue's arm and pulled her to sit beside him. Then, he raised his wine cup and said, "What's wrong? "You're just that unwilling to sit by my side?"

Leng Qiyue did not speak, but lowered her head.

"Drink it." Dongfang Haotian put the wine cup in her hand.

Leng Qiyue looked at the amber liquid and said, "Chenqie still needs to feed the young prince, so I can't drink it."

He poured the wine into his mouth, wrenched her face away, sealed her mouth with his lips, and poured the strong liquid into her mouth until he was sure she had swallowed it. If she still loved him, she would reveal the bashfulness of a girl.

"What are you doing?" Leng Qiyue wiped her lips in annoyance, wanting to wipe the wine off her face.

"I'm just treating you to a drink." Not only was this woman not shy, but she also detested their contact. Thinking of her act of wiping her lips, Dongfang Haotian knew that the first step of probing had failed.

"I'll let you go back after I play a song for you." Dongfang Haotian knew that what Leng Qiyue wanted to do the most right now was to return to the Emerald Bamboo Palace, so he made a request.

"Alright!" In order to return as soon as possible to take care of the child, Leng Qiyue accepted this condition.

Leng Qiyue stood up and walked towards her zither. The music official immediately stood up to give her a seat. She tried out the sound and her fingers began to move along the strings of her zither.

"All of you, come up." Dongfang Haotian ordered the dancers.

Upon receiving the order, the dancers immediately dashed up the steps, tightly clinging to Dongfang Haotian's body. Everyone did their best to tease him, hoping that he would get a chance to sleep, and then rise step by step.

On the surface, Dongfang Haotian was enjoying the beauty to his heart's content, but his eyes were staring at Leng Qiyue, trying to see all of her expression.

However, after he waited for a long time, Leng Qiyue was so focused on playing the zither that she didn't notice him at all.

Damn it! He didn't give up on flirting with the dancers and raised his voice, hoping that she would be able to hear him.

Still, his hopes failed, and she did not notice him or the women.

It was only when Leng Qiyue finished her song and looked towards Dongfang Haotian that she discovered that there were a lot of beauties glued to his side. They were too focused on laughing and playing that they didn't hear her play at all. She instantly frowned in displeasure. She didn't expect that Dongfang Haotian was actually an emperor who coveted pleasure.

Seeing Leng Qiyue frown, Dongfang Haotian was secretly happy that his scheme had succeeded. It had finally touched her emotions and made her jealous for him.