After Yu Ying'er's rebirth, she became addicted to teasing Concubine Hua

As Yu Ying'er shook her, Nian Shilan's long eyelashes trembled slightly for a few times, and then she slowly opened her eyes, but her eyes were misty, like a fairy who had just entered the mortal world, curious and confused about everything around her.

This is not fully awake yet!

Yu Ying'er was worried that Nian Shilan would be able to sleep at night after sleeping all afternoon. Would this reversal of day and night hurt her body?

After adapting to the light, Nian Shilan slowly came to her senses. There was a confused yet complacent look in her eyes, and her face returned to the look of the arrogant young lady she used to be.

"Why is Concubine Rou still here? Are you worried about me?" There was pride in Nian Shilan's tone, like a princess who needed to be coaxed and pampered all the time. She didn't notice at all that she had just withdrawn her hand from Yu Ying'er's arm.

Yu Ying'er smiled helplessly and dotingly, following Nian Shilan's words and said, "Yes, I was worried about you, so I stayed here to watch you sleep. Now that you have woken up, please allow me to go back to the palace for dinner. I am so hungry that I am almost sticking to my back."

"Hmph, how can my Yikun Palace be without your food? You can dine in my Yikun Palace. The chef in the small kitchen of Yikun Palace was found for me by my brother at a great price. The food he cooks is innovative but not worse than that in the imperial kitchen. You will be lucky today." After saying that, Nian Shilan asked Songzhi to make preparations quickly and asked the small kitchen to serve some side dishes.

Yu Ying'er quickly grasped Nian Shilan's slender, soft and smooth little hand, and took advantage of her before saying, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has specifically requested me to sleep with him today, so I have to go back early to prepare. Therefore, I am afraid I will not be able to eat with you. Please forgive me! I will wash myself clean tomorrow and come to apologize to you. Please forgive me."

Upon hearing the news that Yu Ying'er was going to sleep with him, Nian Shilan was stunned at first, then her face fell, she was very unhappy, and couldn't help but say: "The emperor selected the beauties in the first year, and now it is the ninth year of Yongzheng. As people who help the emperor manage the harem now, we should remind the emperor to select the beauties."

Nian Shilan gritted her teeth and said this. She even thought about going to discuss this matter with the empress dowager tomorrow, who had been bedridden but was gradually getting better because of the reconciliation between the emperor and the fourteenth master and their brotherly love.

Presumably, the Queen Mother also hopes that the Emperor and the Fourteenth Prince will have many children.

"Go back, go back. But remember don't go back. After you acted out a scene with that stinky man, you forgot about me!" Nian Shilan pushed him away, looking as if to say, "Go away, I won't keep you here."

Yu Ying'er had no choice but to bow and take her leave, and promised to greet her tomorrow and stay with her in Yikun Palace for the whole day, which finally appeased her.

When they returned to Chuxiu Palace, the emperor had not arrived yet. Yu Ying'er was very hungry, so she hurriedly asked Chunxi to bring up a plate of pastries, as she was really starving.

After eating a plate of pastries and a cup of milk tea, Yu Ying'er felt that she was saved. Her stomach felt warm and she didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

"The Emperor has arrived."

The emperor of the Qing Dynasty should have been carried to the Yangxin Palace to sleep after turning over the name card, but our emperor would occasionally go to the palace of his favorite concubine to pamper her.

Yu Ying'er quickly stood up and bowed to greet the emperor. The emperor quickly helped her up, but when he saw the pastry crumbs at the corner of her mouth, he laughed.

"You little greedy cat, what did you just eat?" The emperor wiped the crumbs from the corner of Yu Ying'er's mouth with his hand and asked in a doting tone.

This action was extremely ambiguous and made Yu Ying'er blush, but it was not because of shyness, it was purely because of embarrassment. This little red face couldn't be more real.

But the emperor thought Yu Ying'er's blushing was because she was shy, and he couldn't help but move closer to tease her: "What's the matter? Ying'er was afraid that you would be hungry while I was teaching you etiquette, so you ate something early to fill your stomach?"

Yu Ying'er's eyes widened. No... I was about to vomit. No, I finally ate some pastries to fill my stomach. Don't waste it.

Yu Ying'er couldn't respond to this and could only punch the emperor's chest like a spoiled child and call him "Your Majesty" in a tender voice.

"You." The emperor tapped Yu Ying'er's nose lightly, pulled her into the inner room, and ordered Su Peisheng to boil hot water and get the largest wooden barrel so that they could take a bath and change clothes.

It is always easiest to catch a cold in winter, so the two of them took a quick bath and changed into their pajamas. Yu Ying'er's pajamas were even thinner, and her looming figure swaying in front of the emperor was really too seductive.

The emperor secretly swallowed his saliva, held Yu Ying'er in his arms, leaned close to her ear and said in a low and suppressed voice: "Ying'er, I will teach you etiquette now."

After saying this, he dismissed everyone and directly pressed down Yu Ying'er, saying, "This first move is to teach Ying'er to obey the emperor and obey her husband."

The red waves rolled, and the thin shirt-like clothes were lifted up, leaving only the white and tender skin as tender as jade tofu, which made the emperor impatient. The voices continued until the second half of the night before they stopped.

The two of them lay on the bed, Yu Ying'er snuggled in the emperor's arms, and earnestly acted like a little woman who only loved the husband beside her.

"Ying'er."

"Your Majesty, I am here, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." The emperor stared at Yu Ying'er in a trance, and after a long time, he hurriedly shook his head in an attempt to get rid of the image in his mind. He didn't know why, but he hadn't confused Yu Ying'er with Rouze for a long time. He even couldn't think of Rouze at all when looking at Yu Ying'er, but he could frequently find Rouze's shadow in Zhen Huan. But when he thought that Zhen Huan was really cultivated, he felt uncomfortable, so he chose to throw her aside every time he was done with her.

He found that he seemed to really like Yu Ying'er, just like how crazy he was for Rouze back then. But... when did it start?

Was it the time when she sewed clothes for me with her hands covered in lacerations? Or was it the time when Hongli, the unfilial son, was taken advantage of in the Old Summer Palace and served a bowl of poisoned lotus seed soup, and Ying'er blocked the poison for me, leaving me infertile from then on? Or was it...

He and Ying'er had so many precious memories that they seemed to overshadow Rouze's glory.

The emperor quietly looked at Yu Ying'er lying in his arms, thinking about how she once said that she was willing to do everything for him, even at the cost of her life. His heart felt warm, so much so that he hugged Yu Ying'er even tighter.

I am the only Ying'er I have, so I should protect and pamper her a little.

"Ying'er, go to sleep. I will take a day off tomorrow. I will ask you to get up and accompany you to Yime Garden to appreciate the plum blossoms. Don't you love plum blossoms the most? I will talk to Shilan. You don't have to pay your respects. Sleep more tomorrow." The emperor felt sorry for Yu Ying'er and let her sleep more, but he didn't know that Yu Ying'er's body was stiff.

What?! No need to pay respects?! Still want to stroll around the garden with this old man? It's over, it's over. I finally managed to coax the imperial concubine into submission today, but the emperor ruined it with just a few words.

Wuuwuwu, help! Yu Ying'er said that she wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry loudly.

Oh my god, Yu Ying'er suffered from insomnia, but the emperor was sleeping soundly beside her. Yu Ying'er wanted to smother him to death.

On the second day, the emperor looked at the bruises at the corners of Yu Ying'er's eyes and thought that it was because he had been too busy yesterday that Yu Ying'er couldn't sleep well. He felt very distressed.

From then on, a beautiful misunderstanding began.