The Female Psychology PHD Got Time Travelled To The Royal Harem

Chapter 19

The previous good mood had completely vanished.

The Xuanwu Emperor's smile faded, instructing Wang Dequan, "There's an odd smell about me. Go and prepare bath water."

The roasted dish from Consort Zhen was, in his 28 years of life, the most delicious food he'd ever eaten.

He was the Emperor, the first to possess all the best things under heaven. He'd never tasted such a delicacy, and hardly anyone else had.

It seems he wasn't indifferent to gastronomic indulgences; he just hadn't encountered a dish that truly tantalized his taste buds.

Thinking about how he had eaten most of Consort Zhen's roast today, and how she was so upset she didn't even pay him any mind when he left, brought a light chuckle to his lips.

Noble Consort Su, looking at the handsome Emperor laughing, couldn't help but blush and snuggle into the Xuanwu Emperor's arms, "Is Your Majesty laughing at your concubine's love for weeping?"

The Xuanwu Emperor lowered his head, "Did my beloved use osmanthus hair oil today?"

Noble Consort Su, dressed up from head to toe, twirled her hair, "Does Your Majesty like it?"

He even noticed she had changed her hair oil; surely he held her in his heart.

If it wasn't so, with so many women in the harem, how could he single out her changes?

The Xuanwu Emperor laid her down on the bed, "Beloved, you are naturally beautiful. Even without those things, you could captivate me."

Noble Consort Su shyly smiled, "Your concubine just wants to show you her best side, lest Your Majesty forget me when you find someone new."

The extinguished candle brought silence, Wang Dequan shook his head and closed the palace doors.

This Noble Consort Su really had no perception. The Emperor wasn't praising her at all!

He disliked the scent of hair oil, and disliked even more the taste of rouge and powder!

If anyone truly understood the Emperor, it was undoubtedly Consort Zhen. Even Concubine Li sometimes couldn't grasp the Emperor's intentions, but Consort Zhen understood him with just a glance.

Perhaps this was the difference between sincerity and pretense!

Poor Consort Zhen, so deeply in love with the Emperor. Who knows how long she can hold his affection?

Hopefully, it will be for a long time. Otherwise, it would be too pitiful.

The next day, the imperial edict promoting Noble Consort Su to the rank of Consort arrived. However, the usually ecstatic Consort Su was not as elated when she visited Yikun Palace to pay respects to the Empress. Another edict from the Emperor had promoted Consort Zhen to the rank of Concubine Zhenji.

Consort Su was promoted because she had served the Emperor in his bed. What merit did Jiang Xinyue have?

Once the edict was announced, the envious glances at Consort Su diminished greatly.

Wang Dequan almost doubted if the Emperor's real intention wasn't to promote Consort Su, but to elevate Concubine Zhenji's rank. He feared promoting her alone would draw too much attention and lead to schemes against her, hence he included Consort Su as well.

This dangerous thought made Wang Dequan shake his head.

How could that be?

He had served the Emperor for over twenty years, and he had never seen him so invested in a woman before.