The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

Just saying.

Suddenly, they heard a low sound of footsteps coming towards the room where they were.

The footsteps were so light that Lu Weiyuan was reminded of the group of cat slaves he kept in Chonghua Palace. The cat slaves also walked so lightly, yet they could suddenly pounce on their prey, hold it tightly with their claws, and then bite off the prey's neck.

Hu Ziyi's face changed. She was about to untie the soft sword wrapped around her waist to ambush the footsteps when Lu Weiyuan held her hand and pushed her behind the screen. "Don't make a sound. This is the first time that a man from outside has avoided other people's sight to see me alone. I've heard from my second sister how those young men from outside were competing with each other when she was choosing a son-in-law. Tsk tsk, now it's finally my turn to have some fun."

"What?" Hu Ziyi reacted instantly, "Which actor is it?!"

"Yes, yes, he is quite handsome." Lu Weiyuan pushed his friend behind the screen and leisurely found a chair and sat down.

After a few breaths, there was a gentle knock on the door of the room: "Your Highness."

"Come in." Lu Weiyuan looked at the opened door with an innocent question on his face. When the figure of the man behind the door gradually appeared, he showed a surprised expression at the right time, "It's you, how did you get here?"

The Illusionary Opera Actor bowed his head and saluted: "Your humble servant Yan Xun pays homage to His Highness Yuyi."

"No need to be polite." Lu Weiyuan looked at Yan Xun innocently without any defensiveness, and asked curiously, "How do you know my identity? How do you know I'm here? Why did you come here alone to look for me?"

Yan Xun stood up as he was told, and with half-closed eyes, he secretly observed the other party while trying not to offend the proud daughter of the royal family: "Your Highness, it is the Princess who asked the servant to come and serve."

"Oh, really?" Lu Weiyuan smiled and said that his aunt was really hospitable. He stopped asking about Yan Xun's background and instead asked about the previous performance.

Seeing that she changed the topic so quickly, Yan Xun felt a little uncomfortable, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, in another house.

Princess Rong Le stopped smiling as usual and leaned back on the couch with her eyes closed, looking a little tired. The chief secretary stood behind her, gently pressing the acupuncture points on the back of her head with his hands: "After all, they are blood-related aunt and niece. Your Majesty and the Queen have already intended to let Your Highness Yu Yi go out more often. You two will meet many times in the future. Why did Your Highness take such a risky move?"

Princess Rong Le opened her eyes: "You must be careful to get rich and famous. Although I am the emperor's biological sister, you also know that my status depends entirely on the temporary likes and dislikes of those people in the palace. Yuyi... anyone with a discerning eye knows that her future will definitely be good, but there are too many people around her who need her help."

“Even if she is not the Empress, she is still… Lim Guan Eng is the literary one, Jun Yuexin is the military one, and there is also Xie Jinchao and the inner court ladies she brought with her. Needless to say, our Majesty and the Empress have all been taken care of by her, and there is also the Marquis of Anguo Mansion who is now completely devoted to the Xie family…”

As she spoke, Princess Rong Le could not help but sigh: "Not to mention those upright officials who are basically hanging on the big tree of Queen Xie. Alas - even among us blood relatives and royal family members, Yongtai (the second princess) is the one closest to Yuyi and his daughter!"

"Our current queen is such a good person. I can now plan things that I never dared to think about in the past." Princess Rong Le smiled tiredly, "It's a pity that she did too good a job. It aroused my greed, but it was really hard for me to start. After all, there has never been a better plan than investing in the next monarch in the struggle for power. But I really can't find a place to start with this merit of following the dragon."

The most important positions around Lu Weiyuan have already been occupied by others.

Of course, if this princess really succeeds to the throne in the future, Princess Rong Le, as her aunt - and an aunt with whom she has a not-too-bad relationship - will naturally be able to continue living the comfortable life she is now.

But Princess Rong Le wanted more.

She wanted to gain more for herself, but it was too difficult to start from the places that Empress Xie had arranged long ago, so she could only focus on Lu Weiyuan.

"There have been many examples in the past dynasties of princesses sending beauties to the emperor to seek profit and consolidate his favor. This can be considered as returning to my old ways." Princess Rong Le didn't know if her method of sending beauties would work. She suddenly remembered another thing. "I heard that Cheng An wanted to marry the eldest daughter of the Prince of Jinxiang for her son, but was rejected by the princess. Both sides were very unhappy?"

"That's true. The Princess has only one daughter, who is much younger than His Highness Cheng'an's eldest son..."

After Princess Cheng'an's marriage to the Marquis of Anguo was aborted, she quickly found a marquisate to marry into. The following year, she gave birth to her eldest son, who is exactly twelve years old this year.

The wife of Prince Jinxiang had a bad relationship with her husband, and Prince Jinxiang was a playboy and often neglected his wife. As a result, after several years of marriage, the couple only had one daughter, the little county princess, who was only two years old this year.

"Although most of the daughters of our Lu family marry late, it's not a bad thing for these cousins ​​to get engaged early." Princess Rong Le showed a hint of amusement on her face, "I think it's because my brother is getting more and more disobedient as he grows up. Cheng An is worried, but what's the use of her worrying?"

"Her mother passed away early, and her adoptive mother, for some reason, offended His Majesty and the Empress. If that were the case, she wouldn't have lived such a mess with the upbringing of the previous virtuous concubine. But unfortunately, her adoptive mother left her with a big burden. This poor niece, when you have some free time in the future, please ask her to come to my house to talk."

"After all, she is your Majesty's eldest daughter. How can it be so embarrassing for her to be hanging around her useless brother all day long?"

Another place.

Lu Weiyuan has already started chatting with Yan Xun.

He also learned that Yan Xun was already seventeen years old this year, and the female actor who was good at judo and performed on the stage with him was his sister, not his biological sister, but a junior sister who studied the same art with him. However, the two of them had been raised together since childhood, so they were no different from real siblings.

Although Yan Xun was not too old, he spoke and acted very appropriately and was very humorous. In addition, he was handsome, so he could always easily please the audience and dignitaries.

Hu Ziyi stood stiffly behind the screen, suppressing her breathing to a level that was almost inaudible, and kept her hand on the secret button on her waist, ready to pull out the soft sword at any time. She listened to the two people outside chatting more and more speculatively, and Lu Weiyuan was amused by Yan Xun from time to time, asking questions that only a naive girl who was ignorant of the world could ask. Her hand on the secret button never relaxed, but her heart was speechless.

Her Highness was pretending again, but she didn't know whether this actor named Yan Xun was really just following orders to serve and please the princess, or whether he had other intentions.

If it's the former, that's fine, but if it's the latter...

Tsk.