It's almost time to wear it. The soft beauty relies on the child-bearing system to favor her

Xiao Huaihe was handsome and elegant. He stood up with elegant manners and extraordinary bearing, attracting the attention of people around him.

After he saluted the emperor, he said respectfully: "Your servant Xiao Huaihe wishes the emperor good health and longevity, and a prosperous and peaceful Dongli Kingdom. Taking advantage of this Mid-Autumn Festival, I dare to ask the emperor for a reward."

"Well, what kind of reward do you want?" Emperor Xiao Ping's eyes darkened, no longer as calm as before.

He didn't realize it before, but now that he knows about Xiao Huaihe's family affairs, he always feels a little unpleasant when looking at him.

Su Wanti lowered her head and covered the corners of her mouth with a silk handkerchief to hide the sneer on her face.

It was the same in his previous life. Xiao Huaihe was afraid of wronging Su Ruohua, so he directly asked the emperor for a title at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet. The emperor was a kind-hearted man, and as long as the request made by his minister was not excessive, he would agree.

Therefore, after the palace banquet, Su Ruohua was conferred the title of sixth-rank Anren, and surpassed her original owner in the Marquis' Mansion.

Xiao Huaihe knew the emperor's temperament, so he dared to make a request at the palace banquet. He was very confident and continued, "My concubine Su Ruohua is the second daughter of the Earl of Yongning. I want to ask the emperor for a reward for her."

In his previous life, the emperor did not ask much. He did not care about these family trivialities and disputes in the harem, and he was too lazy to understand the whole story. He just asked Su Wanti for her opinion and directly conferred the title of Sixth-Rank Anren on Su Ruohua.

This life——

Emperor Xiao Ping's expression did not change, but there was a chill in his eyes.

Different from the past——

His eyes fell heavily on Su Wanti, and he opened his thin lips slightly, "My dear Xiao, does your wife have any objection to this matter?"

Xiao Huaihe turned his head and glared at Su Wanti.

Su Wanti stood up and kowtowed to the emperor with full etiquette, then bowed her head and said, "As long as my husband and my concubine are happy, I have no objection."

Her posture was elegant and her voice was melodious, but Emperor Xiao Ping still felt that she was pretending to be strong and suppressing her sadness.

Just a few days ago, she said shyly, "I want to have a loving couple and be together for the rest of my life."

And now, she sees her husband and her half-sister acting like a married couple and loving each other deeply. How sad she must be!

Emperor Xiao Ping felt even more distressed for her.

He became angry when he looked at Xiao Huaihe and didn't want to agree. However, suddenly, a crazy idea came to his mind -

"My dear Xiao, you are a man of deep affection. I will agree to your request and confer the title of Sixth Rank An Ren on your concubine."

Xiao Huaihe and Su Ruohua were overjoyed and quickly knelt down to thank the emperor for his grace.

The emperor waved his hand and asked the two men to leave.

He looked at the lost woman over there, his eyes were deep and revealed a sharp light.

The light fell directly on Su Wanti. She looked up and met Emperor Xiao Ping's gaze.

"Hmm..." Su Wanti saw the emperor's appearance clearly, her eyes widened, and her face was full of surprise.

She was afraid that she would scream out loud, so she quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief and lowered her eyes.

Emperor Xiao Ping could only see her red little face and the red tips of her ears.

He recalled the day he applied medicine to her. She was extremely shy after waking up. Her face was red all the way to her toes. Her porcelain-white skin was pink and beautiful like clouds.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened a little, and he felt a little depressed, so he drank a few more glasses of wine, and felt a heat rising up his body.

"Xiao Dezi, accompany me for a walk outside." His voice was not as clear as usual.

Behind the palace where the banquet was held was a pool and pavilion.

The cold moon shines in the sky, the palace lanterns flicker on the ground, and the shadows are hazy, as if it is a fairyland.

Emperor Xiao Ping had always been used to a quiet life, and didn't like having anyone serving him. He trusted Xiao Dezi the most, so he let Xiao Dezi follow him, and the two of them walked slowly on the corridor.

There are lotus ponds on both sides of the corridor. The lotus flowers have long since withered, leaving only some lotus leaves and stems, standing dry and yellow.

The cool breeze from the lotus pond made Emperor Xiao Ping more sober and relieved some of the stuffiness in his heart.

"Humph! I'm being polite by calling you Young Madam. Don't really think of yourself as Young Madam!"

A rude voice sounded from the pavilion in front. Emperor Xiao Ping frowned and stopped.

The voice said unceremoniously: "Although my mistress is a concubine, she is favored by the young marquis. Now she has been conferred the title of Sixth Rank An Ren by the emperor. She is the real young lady of the marquis's mansion."

"Our master said that since she has been awarded by the Emperor, the young lady must give her a generous gift to avoid being impolite. Our master doesn't want anything, just the pearl, gem and red coral head ornaments in your dowry!"

A sweet voice sounded softly, "But, those are the dowry my mother gave me—"

"Humph! You have to give it to me even if you don't want to! Think it over carefully. If you don't give it to me, our master will tell the young marquis and let him teach you a lesson!"

After the man finished speaking, he snorted coldly and left. Only a frail figure was left in the pavilion. She had her head down, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she was covering her face and crying.

After listening to the conversation, Emperor Xiao Ping guessed that the person in the pavilion was her.

Hearing the crying that was being held back, he felt anxious and a little hurt. He walked quickly into the pavilion and stood in front of the slightly trembling woman.

"Is it you?" He opened his thin lips slightly, and there was indescribable tenderness in his voice.

The woman looked up, her almond-shaped eyes were misty, full of sadness and confusion, her nose was red from crying, and there was a faint trace of blood on her cherry lips.

Seeing the woman so sad, Emperor Xiao Ping felt a little regretful for a moment.

At this moment, he thought, maybe he could force Xiao Huaihe to send away the concubine, so that Xiao Huaihe would have only her as his wife. Would she be happier this way?

"Your Majesty..." The woman's voice was soft and seductive with a hint of tears in it.

This voice was so charming that it immediately shattered the regret that Emperor Xiao Ping had just felt.

She had a slender figure and bowed her head to salute Emperor Xiao Ping, revealing her neck as white as jade.

When the wind blew, the soft fabric stuck to her body, outlining her exquisite curves perfectly. The cut at the waist made her slender waist look even more delicate and soft, making people want to hold it to see if it could be held in their hands.

The heat in Emperor Xiao Ping's heart that had been extinguished by the cold wind suddenly rose up again.

His eyes darkened, his voice a little hoarse, and he said: "If only I had met you earlier--"

The extra drinks he had just drunk were aroused by this lingering heat. He was a little tipsy as he looked at the woman's rapidly red face, ear tips, and neck.

His eyes moved downwards and fell on the woman's slender waist.

He grasped the woman's waist with both hands and pulled hard, pressing her slender waist tightly against his hot body.

"Your Majesty, you can't do that..." The woman was weak, and naturally she was no match for Emperor Xiao Ping. She was unable to dodge and could only cry out softly.

The cry was full of panic, but to Emperor Xiao Ping's ears, it sounded sweet and soft, as if an invitation.

The desire and the alcohol intertwined together, making Emperor Xiao Ping feel hot and uncomfortable all over.

The woman's jade-like skin was slightly cool, which attracted him to get closer and closer. He wanted to rub the woman into his body to relieve the heat.

At this moment, the petite girl was held in the arms of Emperor Xiao Ping. He looked at her bright red earlobe and found it adorable. He leaned down and kissed that drop of red.

"Hmm" The woman had obviously never experienced this before. She suddenly widened her eyes, covered her lips tightly with a handkerchief, and her body trembled.

Emperor Xiao Ping sensed her discomfort and was startled.

Then, he whispered in her ear, "He didn't want you?"