Compared with the palaces I saw before, this time the palace was a bit crude and lacked a bit of vitality.
Everyone in the palace has an aura of decadence.
The fat emperor, who was almost fifty years old, arrived belatedly, and with him came a young woman in gorgeous clothes.
The wrinkled emperor saw that the people who came were all very young, and the smile on his face suddenly faded.
His eyes lingered on Mo Qin and Yao Yao for a moment before he half-hugged the woman beside him and sat down on the main seat.
"Are these little friends the Taoist priests sent by the Jingming Sect?"
Jiang Yisheng glanced at Song Tan. Seeing that Song Tan had no intention of replying, he stepped forward and cupped his hands and said:
"Jiang Yisheng, this is my senior uncle Song Tan and junior sister Mo Qin."
As Taoists who practice evil spirits, they naturally refused to kneel down and worship the emperor. Although the emperor was dissatisfied with this, he could not say anything.
Upon hearing the title Uncle Master, the emperor's eyes fell on Song Tan again.
It wasn't obvious how high his abilities were, but he had no respect for him at all, and he felt resentful.
"A few of you have come a long way, and there must have been many delays on the way. I have been in the palace for a long time, and I am quite interested in what you have seen and heard along the way. I am hosting a banquet for you today. Can you tell me what happened? Anecdotes?”
Jiang Yisheng was not deeply involved in the world and had not come into contact with many people, so he did not understand the implication of these words.
The rest of the people more or less heard that the emperor was secretly blaming their Jingming Sect for not being active in doing things and not paying enough attention to him as the emperor.
Jiang Yisheng: "Since the Emperor is interested, I will not refuse."
"..."
The emperor breathed heavily in his chest and could hardly hold on to his smile.
How capable can a little kid who can't even understand a nice guy say?
Good on you Jingmingzong!
The emperor's purpose for finding them was actually very simple. In recent years, there had been fierce fighting in his harem. No matter how hard he tried to sow seeds, no children could survive.
There are even sensational rumors about supernatural beings, and there are even rumors about evil spirits at work.
He originally suppressed and treated her coldly, but now his beloved concubine Xiangfei was pregnant, so he sent a letter to the Jingming Sect, hoping to ensure that the child was born safely.
After listening to this, Jiang Yisheng felt ridiculous.
"You mean to let us protect Concubine Xiang's child?"
They are good at exorcising evil spirits, but what is this about protecting pregnant women?
Besides... Concubine Xian's belly is only slightly protruding, and she is probably less than five months old.
Mo Qin's eyes fell on Concubine Xian's belly, and then moved to her face.
Concubine Xiang looks to be about the same age as them, and her appearance has a cold temperament, like frost and snow falling from the sky. The most important thing is that she is 50 or 60% similar to Xue Xi.
When the emperor heard this question, he could no longer suppress his anger:
"Why, do you think my prince is not worthy of your protection?"
The other people had no intention of defending. Instead, Yao Yao tugged on Jiang Yisheng's sleeve and said, "Brother Jiang!"
Yao Yao's admonition instantly dissipated most of Jiang Yisheng's anger, and he said warmly:
"I don't mean that."
Yao Yao smiled at the emperor, feeling proud that he had resolved an upcoming conflict.
The peach blossom imprint she planted on Jiang Yisheng already has four petals, and with only the last one left, Jiang Yisheng will be completely at her disposal.
But with Mo Qin and Song Tan as foils, Jiang Yisheng seemed a little useless.
The emperor patted Concubine Xiang's little hand, his eyes lingering on several people.
"In order to better protect my beloved concubine, it is better for the two girls to live in Concubine Xian's palace, eat and live together, so that I can rest assured."
Song Tan's originally careless eyes fell on the emperor's old face, his mocking expression not concealed.
Old pervert.
Mo Qin then spoke, with a calm tone:
"Your Majesty, as you said in your letter, there is a suspected monster causing trouble in the palace. All we need to do is find the monster and eradicate it. As for preserving the fetus..."
Mo Qin paused for a moment, and Wubo's words were clearly filled with sarcasm:
"As an emperor, it must not be difficult for you to protect an unborn child."
The palace guests present could not help but lower their heads lower.
In recent years, not a single child in the palace has been saved. Isn't saying this a slap in the emperor's face?
Concubine Xiang leaned towards the emperor and complained softly:
"Your Majesty has the power of a true dragon to control your body. How can there be evil spirits in this harem? I don't need their protection. You are enough."
The emperor was delighted after hearing this. He used his fingers to tickle Concubine Xian's nose, "Sweet sweetmeat, your little mouth is so sweet. I didn't go to your palace one night?"
Everyone couldn't help but shudder, feeling uncomfortable because of the oil.
After all the flirting, the emperor still hadn't given up on letting Mo Qin and Yao Yao live in the harem.
Feng Jun couldn't bear it anymore. He sneered, "In that case, why don't we move in together? Wouldn't it be better to find out the truth?"
The emperor angrily rebuked: "How can you! How can my foreign husband live with my concubine?"
Feng Jun asked back: "If a foreigner can't do it, then an innocent woman can live wherever she wants?"
Jiang Yisheng also echoed: "This is indeed inappropriate!"
Song Tan was completely aloof from the incident, as if he was just a passerby. At this time, his eyes fell on Feng Jun.
Feng Jun was of the same color and wore eye-catching clothes. He was standing not far from Mo Qin, and the reason for the two sentences he just said couldn't be more clear.
The reason for following them is still unclear, and he also has an unclear relationship with Mo Qin.
Song Tan traveled all over the country and met countless people, so naturally he couldn't help but doubt Feng Jun's purpose and his identity.
In the end, the emperor had no choice but to give up his idea and let people arrange accommodation for them.
The palace servants took them to their residence and said that they would have a banquet for them in the evening.
On the way, Yao Yao ran up to Feng Jun and thanked him with a smile as bright as a flower:
"Thank you, Mr. Feng."
Feng Jun was a little confused: "Huh?"
"Thank you just now for speaking for me."
Feng Jun reacted, "...Ah, you're welcome, I don't want to help you."
He glanced at Mo Qin and said unceremoniously: "I just want to go to the harem to see the concubines of the old emperor. The beauty of Concubine Xian is extraordinary, and the others must be good too."
Yao Yao's eyes widened slightly, a little embarrassed, "This...is like this."
Mo Qin didn't react at all, but was carefully observing the environment in the palace.
No matter how fierce the harem fighting is, not a single child is left. Is this normal?
Also, is there any connection between Concubine Xiang and Prime Minister Xue Xi?
You need to find someone to ask.
Several people live in the same place, and their rooms are not far apart.
Mo Qin stopped the palace maid who took her to the room.
The palace maid didn't dare to say anything more. It wasn't until Mo Qin took out the money that she was willing to reveal more.
"Concubine Xiang is the biological sister of Prime Minister Xue Xi. Four years ago, by chance, the emperor met Concubine Xiang. He was so shocked that he directly ordered her to be admitted into the palace."
