Empress is forced to be the favorite concubine every day

Chapter 13 Verbal praise, I am not satisfied
Liu Meiren was dragged out.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Liu Meiren had completely disgusted His Majesty.

A chrysanthemum appreciation banquet is over.

Yuan Shi stood up, ready to leave.

Song Lieyin twitched the small hand wrapped in that big evil palm, but Yuan Shi clenched it even tighter.

Everyone bowed down and saluted, "Respectfully send off Your Majesty."

Song Lieyin could only reluctantly follow Yuan Shi away.

When they walked away, the expressions of all the women in Qianqiu Pavilion changed, and the atmosphere instantly became oppressive.

Beauty Lu curled her lips, and said sourly: "This beauty Song is really lucky, His Majesty dotes on her so much."

"It's poor for those of us who advanced into the palace, we haven't even touched the corner of His Majesty's clothes. She got on the dragon couch as soon as she came."

Yu Meiren lowered her eyelashes to cover up the unwillingness in her eyes, "I'm tired, so I'll go back first, sisters, chat slowly."

She supported the hand of her personal servant and quickly left Qianqiu Pavilion.

Beauty Lu shook her veil, and said disdainfully: "See how long she can pretend, she's so jealous that she's going to die, but she's putting on an air of indifference, hypocrisy!"

Xu Meiren sighed, "No matter how open your mouth is, something will happen sooner or later! Let's go, let's go back too!"

Song Lieyin followed Yuan Shi back to the Wuji Hall, and was summoned to study ink.

Eunuch He backed out with a wink.

Yuan Shi spread out a piece of good rice paper, and said with a smile: "My concubine, why not write down the poem about chrysanthemum yourself, and I will ask someone to frame it and hang it in the Imperial Garden."

Song Lieyin shook her hand. She is a space human who has lived for two lifetimes. Although she has a lot of inventory in her head, her calligraphy skills... are really not on the table.

"Your Majesty, wouldn't it be better if you personally gave the imperial pen?"

Yuan Shi smiled, "Alright, this is the cooperation between me and my concubine."

Song Lieyin nodded hypocritically.

In a short time, a flying cursive script was completed.

Song Lieyin couldn't help but praise, "Your Majesty's pen is powerful, windy and spirited, and magnificent, really good words!"

Yuan Shi turned around unexpectedly, encircling her between his chest and the dragon chair.

Song Lieyin could even feel his hot breath spraying on the side of her face.

"I'm not satisfied with just verbal praise..."

Song Lieyin: ...

Dog man, what else do you want?

"Today, I helped my concubine hold the stage, shouldn't my concubine thank me well?"

Song Lieyin: ...

Take a look, take a look, it's cheap and good-looking!
"Your Majesty, don't you feel used to the Duke's Mansion for a long time?"

Don't think that she doesn't know about the relationship between you and those old aristocratic families in Dingguo Mansion!

Yuan Shi raised his eyebrows, "What's the meaning of Aifei's words?"

Song Lieyin rolled his eyes, "Your Majesty, although the Southern Kingdom is weak, there is not only one force in the court. Therefore, my concubine boldly guessed that in order to protect their own interests, those old families in the court hindered the implementation of your new policy. Are you very troubled?"

Yuan Shi narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I will punish you for your concubine's reckless discussion of government affairs?"

Song Lieyin showed a dog-legged smile, "Your Majesty, this concubine is on your side. Besides, this concubine is the most suitable person to be a 'favorite concubine', isn't she?"

If Yuan Shi wants to eliminate the opposition forces in the court, it is naturally impossible for those women in the harem to be favored.

And she is a princess of the Southern Kingdom, and has nothing to do with any faction in the court, so isn't she the best candidate for a favorite concubine?
(End of this chapter)