The little concubine with many children and good fortune wins the harem by doing nothing

Only after they finally returned to Cuizhuxuan did Su Qianqian finally feel relieved.

But when she saw Zi Yan's red and swollen cheeks, she immediately turned calm and said, "Zi Yan, what happened to your face? Who did that to you?"

Zi Yan knew that her mistress would definitely be worried about her with this face, but she didn't intend to hide it from her.

After all, there are only three of them here, master and servant, so they can't hide it.

So she told her what happened in the imperial kitchen just now. Seeing that her mistress was still very angry, Zi Yan quickly said, "Don't worry, young lady, I didn't suffer any loss. I have already fought back fiercely."

"Yes, my lady, you don't know how hard Zi Yan slapped her just now. Shuang'er's mouth is bleeding." Xiao Shunzi also joined in.

"That's right, my lady, you said that we must not suffer any loss, so I must fight back."

When saying this, Zi Yan looked very proud.

Looking at her high spirits and her slightly swollen cheeks, she looked both pitiful and a little funny.

"It's good that you fight back. I can't bear to touch my people, so no one else can touch you either."

When she thought of the weapons and poisons in her space, she didn't mind destroying them herself if necessary. Although she just wanted to stay alive, it didn't mean that anyone could bully her.

The rabbit is in a hurry and even bites!

Knowing that they had not suffered any loss, she invited them to come and have dinner together with peace of mind.

In Cuizhuxuan, they had been eating at the same table these past few days, without distinction between master and servant. This was also what Su Qianqian had insisted on after she woke up. No one would come over anyway, so there was no need to be so particular about the rules. They could just do whatever was comfortable for them.

Different from the "loving family" here, Lady Gong is interrogating Shuang'er.

"You'd better think it over before you speak. If you dare to tell a lie, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless!"

When she came back with the lunch box just now, she noticed that she was deliberately lowering her head and dodging, which clearly showed that something was wrong.

It was not until she raised her head that I noticed her red and swollen cheeks, which were obviously caused by being beaten.

What she cared about was not Shuang'er's life or death, but what happened. She didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark.

Especially since this person was her personal maid, she was worried that she would ruin her plans.

"My lady, I really didn't lie to you. I just didn't like Concubine Su's maid Zi Yan, so I deliberately picked a fight with her and took the opportunity to slap her in the face. Then she slapped me in the face as well. That's the truth."

Of course, she didn't dare to say the bullying words she had just said in the imperial kitchen.

Although she wanted to exaggerate and say that it was the other party's fault, she could not forget the warnings those two people had given her.

Because she knew her mistress's temper too well. If this matter got out of hand, her mistress might benefit if handled properly. But if things did not develop in the direction she wanted, there was no doubt that her mistress would let her take the blame.

So after thinking it over, she told the truth, because she really didn't dare to gamble and she didn't want to die yet.

Hearing her words, Gong Qiqi couldn't help but smash the teacup in her hand and roared, "You useless bastard, you can't even beat a maid, you really bring shame to this young master."

Shuang'er immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "My lord, please forgive me. I know I was wrong, and I will never do it again."

Seeing her useless appearance, Gong Qiqi's face became darker and darker.

However, when she thought about the fact that she would still be needed for her next plan, she could only swallow her anger for the time being.

"Get up! I'll let you off this time, but if you do it again next time, I will never forgive you!"

Hearing her words, Shuang'er immediately said, "Thank you for your grace, Madam."

Even after she stood up and stepped aside, she didn't even dare to breathe, let alone raise her head.

Gong Qiqi looked at her newly dyed nail polish and thought about her next plan. "Go tell my family and ask my mother to find me some fertility medicine. I must get pregnant with the emperor's child."

"Yes, slave, go right away."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shuang'er quickly left the hall and went to find the spy her master had planted in the palace.

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"Qingzhu, whose card did the emperor turn over tonight?"

As the Emperor has stopped entering the harem recently, although this is what she wanted, she couldn't help but feel upset when she thought of the Empress Dowager's criticism of her.

Qingzhu saw her own queen frowning, and quickly replied: "Reporting to the queen, the emperor did not turn over the cards tonight."

"Well, I don't have any favors anyway, so if you don't want to turn it over, then don't turn it over!"

Ning Wan'er thought to herself that at worst she would be reprimanded by the Empress Dowager again next time. She had no way of influencing the Emperor's decision anyway, so she just let the mother and son fight!

What she needs to focus on now is Yu Zhaoyi's pregnancy.

Since the emperor will never touch him, no matter if it is a legitimate son, the eldest son, or the legitimate and eldest son, forget about giving birth to them.

Qingzhu knew that her queen was feeling bitter, but she also knew that this was the emperor's revenge against the Ning family.

Now that things have come to this, this is the only way!

So she should just continue to keep watch over the Empress quietly!

As the candles in the harem gradually went out, the secret guards responsible for monitoring the concubines in each palace left one after another to report to Chu Junze.

When it was Yin Shi's turn, he only said, "Your Majesty, Miss Su has disappeared again!" and there was no need to say anything else.

Hearing this, Chu Junze put down the brush in his hand, stood up, walked back and forth a few steps, and then said to the void: "Long Yi, bring me a nightgown."

For two consecutive nights, he was very curious about how his little concubine disappeared and how she came back.

Long Yi is the leader of the secret guards, so there is no need to worry about his speed.

In just a flash, he placed the nightgown on the dragon table and then hid it quietly.

Then, under the service of Eunuch Xi, Chu Junze quickly changed his clothes, and then slipped out of the side door of the imperial study and went onto the roof.

Soon he disappeared into the night, flew over one roof after another, and then gently landed on the roof of Cuizhuxuan.

When he slipped into Su Qianqian's bedroom, he found that there was indeed no one on her bed.

So he hid in the position where Yin Shi was guarding before and waited, hiding his breath at the same time.

As time passed, just when Chu Junze's patience was about to run out, Su Qianqian suddenly appeared on her bed.

The stunning glimpse he got during the previous palace selection now appeared before his eyes again.

He had to admit that he had excellent taste. When he saw her face up close, he realized that it was hard not to be moved by such a stunningly beautiful face.

He stared intently at the beautiful person on the bed, and gradually found that the beautiful woman's breathing became steady, thinking that she must have fallen asleep.

So he waited for a while, until he was sure that she was asleep, then he flew to her bedside and looked at her carefully in the faint candlelight in the room.

I don’t know how long it was, until the beauty on the bed turned over, he quietly left.

When he leaped onto the roof again, he couldn't help thinking in his heart, "Looks like I can now arrange a real bedtime with you!"

Although he was not sure of his feelings yet, this little concubine of his was growing on his mind the more he looked at her, and he even wanted to slowly get closer to her, closer and closer.

Is this the "heart-pounding feeling" that my mother once talked about? !