CH 57.1

Consort Liang asked, “Her Highness, the Empress, has moved in with His Majesty?”

“Yes,” the palace maid replied.

“She moved today?” Consort Liang asked again.

“Yes,” the palace maid responded with her head lowered.

“Has she finished moving?” Consort Liang asked, undeterred.

“Yes.”

“The Empress is now living in Zhengqian Palace?”

“Yes.”

“All right. Bengong[1] understands. You can leave.”

The palace maid left.

Consort Liang suddenly felt as if her strength had been drained. She plopped down onto the yoke back chair. All she could think about was Liao Qing Qing’s move into Zhengqian Palace.

Zhengqian Palace!

It’s Zhengqian Palace!

That is the palace of the Emperor!

Emperor Jing Li actually brought Liao Qing Qing into Zhengqian Palace.

I could never imagine this.

I really didn’t expect that Emperor Jing Li would value Liao Qing Qing to such an extent.

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It is just being pregnant.

Emperor Jing Li actually brought Liao Qing Qing into the Emperor’s palace as if he was afraid that Liao Qing Qing would be harmed in some way.

Hold on!

A thought suddenly flashed through her brain—Emperor Jing Li and Liao Qing Qing are guarding against her.

That’s right!

Emperor Jing Li and Liao Qing Qing are indeed guarding against her!

She just went to Lisheng Pavilion in the morning, and in the evening, Liao Qing Qing moved into Zhengqian Palace.

Yes, she is going to do something bad!

Liao Qing Qing had snatched her position as Empress away. She had to teach Liao Qing Qing a lesson.

She knew Lisheng Pavilion Palace too well. She already had an idea and was waiting to take action to make Liao Qing Qing regret sitting in the Empress’s position.

Who knew that Liao Qing Qing moved into Zhengqian Palace before she made a move?

She had been in the palace for several years and had been to Zhengqian Palace multiple times. However, all of her visits were inside the hall, and Emperor Jing drove her out in less than the time required to make a cup of tea (10/14.4 minutes).[2] She totally had no idea of Zhengqian Palace’s layout.

Moreover, there were all Emperor Jing Li’s trusted aides in Zhengqian Palace.

In other words, all her plans had gone down the drain!

She couldn’t even get close to Liao Qing Qing!

Suddenly, a sense of frustration struck her, turning into anger due to impotence. She stretched her arms out and smashed a teacup.

The palace came running in upon hearing the commotion.

Consort Liang bellowed, “Get lost!”

The palace maid hastily left the hall in fear.

However, Consort Liang slightly calmed herself down because of her bellow of rage as a way to vent her anger. She looked at the cold and humble palace in despair.

She was the granddaughter of Marquis Huaishan, a noble daughter who grew up with a golden spoon and had been praised by everyone since she was a child. When she entered the palace, she was Noble Consort Liang, whom everyone respected.

When has she ever been in such a desperate state?

The miserableness in her heart turned to anger. The flames of anger ignited a fighting spirit, a fighting spirit that was on the verge of madness.

It was impossible for her to fight the high and mighty Emperor Jing Li, so she directed this angry fighting spirit at Liao Qing Qing. She gritted her teeth as she thought, ‘Bengong will never let you have an easy time!’

The “you” was obviously referring to Liao Qing Qing.

Liao Qing Qing did not know that Consort Liang had such a rich mental activity.

She followed Emperor Jing Li to Zhengqian Palace and went straight into the main room, which consisted of a hall, an outer room, a bedroom and a bathroom. It was more spacious than Lisheng Pavilion. There wasn’t much furniture, but each one was uniquely crafted.

Liao Qing Qing had been here several times before and proficiently ordered the palace maid to place her belongings. The monotonous and cold main room became warm and pleasant in a short while. Liao Qing Qing turned her head and asked, “How is it?”

Emperor Jing Li looked at Liao Qing Qing and nodded with a smile. He said, “I will just leave it to Qing Qing.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty. Then this concubine will live here from now on?” Liao Qing Qing suddenly asked playfully, looking adorable and spirited.

She is still so mischievous even when she’s pregnant. Emperor Jing Li was pleased to see that she was being playful, even when she was pregnant. He extended his arms and put his arms around Liao Qing Qing and said, “Yes, just stay here. Let’s go. Accompany me to sleep.”

“Mm.” Liao Qing Qing nodded her head.

It was unknown what kind of material Emperor Jing Li’s bed was made of, but it was very comfortable to sleep on. As soon as Liao Qing QIng laid down, she let out a sigh comfortably. Soon, she realised that something was wrong. She turned her head to have a look and saw Emperor Jing Li nuzzling into her neck.

“Qing Qing,” Emperor Jing Li called out.

Hearing how his voice was hoarse, Liao Qing Qing immediately understood and said, “Your Majesty, you can’t.”

“I[3] know.”

“Then you still….”

“Qing Qing has hands.”

“???”

“Qing Qing can use your hands.”

“….”

Emperor Jing Li then took Liao Qing Qing’s hand and reached toward the indescribable place… Not long after, indistinct gasps sounded from the Emperor’s bed.

Early the next morning, Liao Qing Qing looked at her hands.

“Your Highness, what’s wrong with your hands?” He Xiang asked puzzledly.

Liao Qing Qing quickly withdrew her hand. Her face was slightly warm. She forced herself to calm down and said, “Nothing. Oh, right. Can breakfast be served?”

“Your Highness, do we have to wait for His Majesty to adjourn the imperial court?”

“Let’s wait.”

“Yes.”

Liao Qing Qing then took a walk around the courtyard.

She suddenly realised that she and Emperor Jing Li rarely ate breakfast together due to the distance between Zhengqian Palace and Lisheng Pavilion. They often ate their lunch or dinner together. Now they were going to eat three meals a day together.

Liao Qing Qing suddenly had a feeling of passing her days.

At this time, she heard the sounds of footsteps. She raised her eyes and saw Emperor Jing Li in his dragon robe. Before she could bow, Emperor Jing Li approached her and took her hand. He said, “There is no need to be so ceremonious. Let’s go. Let’s go inside.”

Liao Qing Qing lifted her eyes to look at Emperor Jing Li. She felt inexplicably warm.

[1] 本宮 (Běngōng) – I, the one who owns this palace. Such as the queen will call herself ‘the palace’, and the princess with the official title can also call herself ‘this palace’.

[2] 一盏茶(yī zhǎn chá)- The time required to make a cup of tea was a way to measure time in ancient times. It would refer to 10 or 14.4 minutes.

[3] 朕(zhèn)- I (imperial) or we (imperial use).