The Female Psychology PHD Got Time Travelled To The Royal Harem

Chapter 56

Consort Shu grasped the Emperor's warm, large hand, feeling a warmth in her heart. She shook her head, "This concubine is fine. Perhaps it's because I haven't had breakfast, so I'm feeling a bit weak and dizzy."

This was indeed a good excuse.

Though the Xuanwu Emperor's eyes were on the rice seedlings below, his peripheral vision was filled with Consort Shu's figure. Jiang Xinyue, taking advantage of walking at the back of the group, used the crowd as cover to observe them.

From a psychological perspective, the Emperor's subtle expressions, glances, and movements had already betrayed him.

He hid it well, but who could fool Jiang Xinyue, a professional in these matters?

The intimacy between people can be deduced from the way they look at each other.

Unable to resist caring, wanting to get closer, yet afraid of others noticing, he could only secretly make small gestures, deluding himself that no one would notice.

Others might not notice, but Jiang Xinyue wasn't just anyone. She was herself, a different kind of firework.

Her gaze fell on Consort Shu's face again, noticing that although she didn't resist the Emperor's touch, her eyes were disconnected from her actions, filled with pain and torment.

There was still time. It seemed Consort Shu hadn't opened her heart to the Emperor yet. The Emperor's efforts were one-sided!

Well done, Consort Shu. It would be best to torture him.

This dog of an Emperor pretended to be affectionate in front of her, acted as if he only favored Concubine Li, but in reality, the person he truly cared about was Consort Shu, his childhood sweetheart and cousin.

The Wu family was detestable, but he hadn't taken out his anger on the Wu daughters. Both of the Wu family's legitimate daughters had entered the palace as consorts.

Jiang Xinyue didn't feel discouraged. In this world, childhood sweethearts often couldn't compete with destined lovers. She, as the destined one, would push Consort Shu out of the Xuanwu Emperor's heart.

After all, since Consort Shu refused to accept the Emperor, she shouldn't mind if Jiang Xinyue picked up what she discarded, right?

Even if she did mind, it didn't matter. They were all the Emperor's women, each using their own abilities to achieve their goals. Jiang Xinyue could accept this kind of healthy competition in the workplace.

As long as she didn't love the Emperor and treated him like her boss, Jiang Xinyue didn't care who he loved or cared for.

The only thing she feared was that the Xuanwu Emperor might not play fair. In the future, when she and Consort Shu crossed paths, he might favor Consort Shu.

Then when it came time for her promotion... no, advancement in rank, she would have a formidable opponent.

Was Consort Shu a good person?

Uncertain. She'd have to observe more.

"Ah!"

Just as Jiang Xinyue was lost in thought about Consort Shu, Empress Zhu suddenly cried out and fell into the mud.

The Emperor's hand was hidden in his wide sleeve, holding Consort Shu's, so he couldn't catch Empress Zhu in time. He could only watch helplessly as she fell.

The two intertwined sleeves separated, and Empress Zhu thought she had imagined it, not paying much attention. She looked down at the small, blood-red worm wriggling on her calf and nearly fainted.