Chapter 42
Consort Shu had nothing much to do in the palace each day, so it took only a short while before […]
Consort Shu had nothing much to do in the palace each day, so it took only a short while before […]
Xue Yan suddenly became unhappy, leaving Jun Huailang somewhat baffled. They had only been halfway through taking his measurements, and
Jinbao ran off at full speed, and in an instant, only Jun Huailang and Xue Yan remained in the western
When Jinbao went to the western side hall to report back, his legs were still weak. “Reporting to Your Highness,
Zheng Guangde forcibly snatched the sachet from her hands, then nervously went over to Xue Yan. After comparing the scent
Regardless of the dynasty or era, this was an enormous taboo. Any consort who used such things to harm others,
As the twelfth lunar month arrived, the palace gradually began to take on the atmosphere of the New Year. Every
With just over a month left until the end of the year, the small vassal states surrounding Dayong began arriving
When Xue Yan returned to the western side hall, it was already deep into the night. He sat alone beneath
By the time the Winter Solstice arrived, it had grown dark early. For a minor festival like this, the consorts
When Jun Huailang walked out of Consort Shu’s chambers, he happened to see Jinbao carrying a large box of things
It was the first time Jun Huailang had ever seen Xue Yan like this. He slightly raised his brows and
By that afternoon, it was time for the princes to practice martial arts. Behind Wenhua Hall was a training ground
Two days later, the princes would have to resume their studies at Wenhua Hall. Xue Yunhuan, who had slept in
Jun Huailang accompanied Xue Yan as he knelt in the Buddhist hall for the entire night. By the latter half
The sound of the water clock rang out again. Kneeling before the Buddha, Xue Yan was bored out of his
Kneel in the Buddhist hall for the entire night, until dawn. A bold idea suddenly arose in Jun Huailang’s heart.
He dreamed that he had been sitting alone at the banquet for a long time, and afterward, he planned to
Jun Linghuan froze. “Huh?” She did not know why Xue Yan had suddenly asked her this. Did she want it?
Jun Huailang hated himself from the bottom of his heart. He hated himself for being softhearted. He hated it until