The Female Psychology PHD Got Time Travelled To The Royal Harem

Chapter 65

Readers! This is the last chapter of mass chapters, I will update other chapters when I am free asap. Pray for my health too as I got diagnose with a small lump of thyroid! I need all the prayers especially if you're my muslim sisters <3!

~~~~~~~~

So he couldn't help but pity her, cherish her, and want to make up for the harm she had suffered.

He had never felt such uncontrollable emotions for a woman before, but Consort Zhen repeatedly broke his rules, making him make exceptions for her.

Could this be what people called "liking" someone?

Did he truly like Consort Zhen?

This thought flashed through his mind, startling the Xuanwu Emperor into sitting up in bed.

Impossible!

He loved his empire, his people, and even the ministers he employed, but it was impossible for him to give his true heart to a consort in the harem.

The person beside him turned over, nestling closer to the Xuanwu Emperor with great affection. Her face, glowing with a pink hue, was turned up without any guard.

In the lamplight, even the fine hairs along her hairline were clearly visible.

His heart, which had just hardened, softened again when faced with Consort Zhen's face.

Never mind, never mind...

She was utterly devoted to him, so what harm was there in showing her some favor?

The Jiang family was ordinary, not a great clan. Consort Zhen's father, Jiang Yankun, was from a branch of the Jiang family in Yizhou. The Jiang ancestors had been the wealthiest merchants in Yizhou, and they were still well-off today.

But Jiang Yankun was not from the main family line, so before he entered officialdom in Yizhou, his life was not comfortable.

The main family line had used all their resources on their legitimate sons, hoping to cultivate several important court officials from among them.

Unfortunately, these expensively trained legitimate sons only managed to secure minor official positions. The most successful turned out to be the collateral relatives they had once neglected.

Jiang Yankun now held the highest official position in the Jiang clan.

But the main family line in Yizhou still clung to their status, refusing to acknowledge Jiang Yankun's excellence. It was precisely because he had no family support that he had set his sights on his illegitimate daughter.

However, the Xuanwu Emperor was unaware of this last point.

Jiang Xinyue secretly opened one eye a slit, observing the emperor's expression at this moment.

Only now did she confirm that she had managed to chip open a crack in the Xuanwu Emperor's heart, and her image had found a place within.

But this was far from enough.

The Xuanwu Emperor's heart was like his harem, a sieve full of holes. One hole housed Concubine Li, another Consort Shu, and it wouldn't be surprising if others lived elsewhere. She had merely occupied one corner.

To become the most favored consort in the harem, she needed the three characters of her name, Jiang Xinyue, to occupy at least half of the Xuanwu Emperor's heart. Others like Concubine Li or Consort Shu should be squeezed into some obscure corner to play in the mud.

Entering the emperor's heart wasn't difficult for Jiang Xinyue; the challenge was to remain there, to become like a bowl of white rice on the emperor's table – indispensable.