Selling wife for fame? Kick out the scumbag and marry the new emperor to enjoy the harem of favors

Chapter 47: There's no point in retreating
In the end, the reward that Concubine Yi sent to Xie Jiu was just according to the rules.

It was even worse than what Concubine Zhuang sent.

Xie Jiu looked at the gift boxes placed in the room, counted them carefully, and found that everyone except Concubine Wei had received a gift.

"It's obvious that I'm not on good terms with you. I'm quite straightforward." Chunrong looked helpless.

Qingfang said as she packed up, "It doesn't matter. She doesn't like us, so we just don't provoke her. After all, Concubine Wei always shows her intentions openly and isn't the type to try to trip us up in secret."

After experiencing the last Sun Baolin incident, the two maids understood the truth that a biting dog doesn't bark.

They may appear to be harmonious on the surface, but you never know what they are doing behind the scenes. It is actually the easiest to deal with someone who is sincere in what he says and does.

For example, Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Wei.

Of course, Concubine Zhuang is a level inferior to Concubine Wei. She is the type who would like to bully others in a roundabout way whenever she has the chance.

"Good, bad, monsters and demons, you will meet them all in the future, just be careful." Xie Jiu smiled.

The master and servant were just talking when footsteps were heard in the yard outside.

The little palace maid assigned to serve Xie Jiu hurried in and announced, "Jieyu, Eunuch Yang, who is with the Emperor, is here."

"I understand." Xie Jiu nodded, mentally prepared.

Today she has been given a status, and according to the rules, she should go to Chengming Palace to serve the emperor in bed.

I just don’t know if today will be the same as before.

After calming himself down, Xie Jiu walked out of the house and saw Yang Zhian. He smiled and nodded slightly, "Eunuch Yang, I wonder if you have any instructions from the Emperor?"

"You are so polite, Concubine." Yang Zhi'an quickly returned the greeting, his face beaming with joy. "I am here to tell you that the Emperor has summoned you to his bed tonight. Please make your preparations. A sedan chair will be arriving to take you in an hour."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jiu showed a hint of surprise and shyness on his face.

"Yes, thank you for taking this trip, Chunrong!"

"Please accept this, sir. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please have a cup of tea." Chunrong stepped forward immediately.

He took out a purse from his bosom and stuffed it into Yang Zhian's hand.

It was neither light nor heavy. Yang Zhian touched it and it didn't seem to be in the shape of gold or silver. He was suspicious for a moment.

But I still accepted it politely.

After leaving Ninghua Palace, Yang Zhian opened his purse, took a look, and immediately smiled.

He muttered to himself in a low voice.

"This Concubine Xie is truly generous."

Because the purse did not contain gold or silver, but a jade ring of good quality.

This is more valuable than gold and silver, and is more to Yang Zhian's liking.

He was a servant in the palace, but when he was not on duty, he was the master in his own house outside the palace. Wearing this jade ring made him look very stylish.

I thought to myself that it was no wonder that he was favored by the emperor, he was indeed a good person.

Anqing Hall.

After Yang Zhian left, the small courtyard became lively.

Being able to serve the emperor in bed means being favored. If the master is favored, the people under him will also have a good life. Therefore, those who are assigned to serve Xie Jiu are all happy.

He was busy running around, setting up dinner and helping Xie Jiu take a bath and change clothes. He wanted to wash him clean inside and out and send him to Chengming Palace.

An hour later, a sedan chair took the person away from Anqing Hall through the side door of Ninghua Palace.

Concubine Yi had not rested yet. She was standing at the door of the main hall. She heard the noise coming from Anqing Hall and vaguely saw the light of lanterns and candles over there. She felt even more uncomfortable.

She stood at the door for a long time, until the huge palace became quiet again, then she turned around and went back to the house without saying a word.

Qiuyan couldn't help but sigh.

There was not always only Concubine Yi in Ninghua Palace. When Concubine Chen first entered the palace, she lived in Xiangyun Pavilion to the north of Ninghua Palace.

Whenever she was summoned to the emperor's bedchamber, Concubine Yi would listen to the noise at the door.

It was no use trying to persuade her; this time, Qiuyan didn't even open her mouth. Chengming Palace.

The sedan stopped, Chunrong helped Xie Jiu down, and saw Qingdong waiting at the door.

"Please go in, Concubine. The emperor is inside." Qingdong said respectfully.

This meant letting Xie Jiu go in alone. Although Chun Rong was worried, she didn't dare to act rashly and had to stay outside.

Xie Jiu entered the hall.

This was not the first time she appeared in Chengming Palace at this time.

It was around this time when I first met Zhao Xingjin.

The candlelight flickered in the hall, and the faint scent of benzoin made people feel a little more at ease. Xie Jiu suppressed his emotions, walked in slowly, walked around the screen, and entered the inner room.

Zhao Xingjin must have just finished bathing, and was now being helped by Yang Zhian to put on his pajamas.

Hearing the noise behind him, he turned around.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Xie Jiu lowered her eyes and bowed politely.

Zhao Xingjin's gaze fell on her, and he immediately waved his hand, signaling Yang Zhian to leave.

When there were only two people left in the room, he extended a hand to Xie Jiu, "Get up."

Xie Jiu raised his eyes slightly and carefully placed his hand in the man's palm, showing just the right amount of nervousness and shyness.

The candlelight shone on her face, and the hazy halo was like a layer of gauze, enveloping her. Xie Jiu half-lowered her eyebrows, and her eyelashes moved slightly, cutting out a small shadow under her eyes like butterfly wings. There was a faint blush on her cheeks, and her pink lips were slightly pursed, like a crabapple bud about to bloom.

She was wearing a lilac-colored chest-length skirt, with her long black hair tied up in a bun. Pearl flowers the size of rice grains dotted her hair like stars, and a pink rose on her temples. She also wore an amethyst butterfly hairpin, which made her look delicate and charming.

Especially the white and tender earlobes and the smooth and straight neck, which are both empty. Under the candlelight, the skin is shining with a lustrous luster, which makes people inexplicably want to take a big bite.

If Xie Jiu's outfit was dignified and beautiful during the day, then at this moment she was pure and charming, with an added touch of alluring coquettishness.

"Afraid?" There was a hint of ridicule in Zhao Xingjin's eyes.

He bent down slightly so that his eyes would meet Xie Jiu's.

Hearing this, Xie Jiu's hand on his palm loosened at first, as if he wanted to pull it away, but after a pause, he suddenly tightened it again.

She looked up at him, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Are you really not afraid?

The little action just now had already allowed Zhao Xingjin to see through her thoughts.

He immediately laughed out loud and picked the person up, "Don't be afraid, then let's put him down."

Xie Jiu nestled in his arms, his hands tightly grasping his collar, his eyes flickering, he bit his lips lightly, not daring to speak.

She just let him carry her into the gauze curtain.

Blocked out by the candlelight, the huge dragon couch was in darkness. Xie Jiu was put down and looked at the man in front of him, feeling a little panicked.

No matter how much mental preparation I have, it is of no use at this moment. At this moment, my mind is really a little confused and I don’t know how to deal with it. I slowly loosened my hand that was holding his collar.

Sensing her change, Zhao Xingjin loosened his grip on her waist, and no emotion could be seen in his deep eyes.

"Afraid?" Zhao Xingjin asked again.

After this question, Xie Jiu suddenly came to his senses.

At this point, there is really no point in retreating.

So the next moment, Xie Jiu suddenly reached out and hooked his neck, pressing his body against his chest.

The hot and soft body hugged him tightly, and Zhao Xingjin couldn't help but curl up his lips.

The candlelight flickered, the figures overlapped, and there was no conversation all night.

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