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"Slap!"0

The moment Jiang Xinyue traveled to the Great Yan Dynasty, she was soundly slapped across the face.0

Before she could comprehend what had happened after being struck silly, her legs were kicked, causing her knees to hit the pebble path of the Imperial Garden with a "clack".0

Under the scorching sun, the beautifully adorned woman wearing an elaborate headdress had piercing phoenix-like eyes that made one's heart race. Her snow-white skin radiated a luminous glow, her nails encased in jewel-studded armor, the very picture of a top-ranking concubine.0

"How dare Noble Consort Jiang act so rashly? Our Concubine had set her sights on that hibiscus flower as a token of good fortune. You snatched it away, completely disregarding the hibiscus' auspicious meaning."0

Her face and knees burning with pain, Jiang Xinyue swayed and pressed her forehead to the ground. "Concubine Li, your servant was unaware that you had chosen that hibiscus flower. Had I known, your servant would never have dared to compete with you, Concubine. You are the moon in the sky; your servant is but dust at your feet. How could I dare?"0

Flattery gets one everywhere. Not knowing the full situation but finding herself in a disadvantageous position, the best option was to swallow her pride and submit.0

In short, she was in the wrong, gravely so.0

"Hmph!"0

"Since you acknowledge your mistake, then kneel here for two full hours to engrave this lesson in your mind. Layue, return to the palace by palanquin."0

The mocking laughter and strange looks from the surrounding consorts and palace maids did not faze Jiang Xinyue. Before transmigrating, she was the top psychological healing therapist at the prestigious Jing City noble private hospital.0

She had majored in psychology and perfected the art of understanding each VIP client's psyche, a lethal skill that led her to become the highest-paid director of the psychology department within a year.0

A few taunts were mere jokes to her ears.0

Under the blazing sun, Jiang Xinyue sweated profusely, her disheveled appearance like that of a stray mutt.0

Suddenly, memories not her own flooded her mind, and she realized she had transmigrated into the non-existent Great Yan Dynasty of history.0

Her original soul was a daughter of a minor noble family, the Ministry of Rites. Despite being the most beautiful among her sisters, she had been chosen, along with her older legitimate sister, to serve the Emperor in the palace.0

Originally, the Jiang family intended for her to support her dignified and graceful legitimate older sister in gaining the Emperor's favor. However, the original soul was a beautiful but empty vase, earning the Emperor's affection for just two days before becoming arrogant.0

Yet she dared to confront Concubine Li, the most favored concubine in the harem.0

Just yesterday, she was pushed into a lake by Concubine Li's palace maids for insolence and fell severely ill. Now, with a high fever, she was dragged to the Imperial Garden and publicly humiliated.0

Whether she died from illness or anger, her soul had departed, allowing Jiang Xinyue's otherworldly spirit to take over her body.0

Adopting a "when in Rome" attitude, Jiang Xinyue carefully considered her situation.0

There was no returning to her previous world. She had been in a terrible car accident while on duty, trying to save a strange old man, her body severed in two. Survival was impossible.0

So, transmigrated into this cutthroat harem where genuine affection invites death, how could she conquer the Emperor, preserve her life, and steadily rise in status?0

As the saying goes, a transmigrated woman who doesn't aspire to be a concubine is not a good employee.0

Since she was here, she couldn't leave without making her mark in history's annals.0

"How unsightly."0

After everyone had left, a fair-skinned woman in a pink-purple palace dress and an ornate hairpiece stood before Jiang Xinyue. "Father always said your beauty would help me rise effortlessly in the harem. But look at you now? The harem is filled with beautiful women, yet none are as foolish as you. You're digging your own grave, but don't drag me down with you."0

Her tone dripped with disdain and loathing, hardly befitting Jiang Xinyue's original body's sister, more like an enemy.1

Enduring the searing pain in her knees, Jiang Xinyue looked up.0

The original soul had relied on her beauty, acting willfully even in her family's estate, openly feuding with this hypocritical legitimate sister. Entering the palace only worsened their rift, each despising the other.0

"As if I need you, a mere Palace Lady, to drag me down? Look at your ordinary countenance; who would believe you're my sister?"0

The original soul was targeted for her exceptional beauty. This average-looking woman wasn't worth the effort.0

Jiang Yutong's face flushed red with anger. "You'll come begging me one day."0

"Why would I, a Noble Consort, beg you, a lowly Palace Lady?"0

The original soul had at least earned the Emperor's favor for two days and the title of Noble Consort.0

"You...!"0

Jiang Yutong, infuriated, stormed off with the help of her maids.0

The maid behind Jiang Xinyue sighed, "Mistress, you've only been in the palace for a few days, yet you've offended most of the powers that be. This won't end well."0

"Indeed, it won't."0

Jiang Xinyue had no intention of taking the gentle, demure path, but she wouldn't openly provoke everyone either.0

The original soul must have been a dog, barking at everyone with two snide remarks.0

She had offended Concubine Li. Nothing in the harem escaped the Emperor's notice, so she would likely lose his favor soon.0

That wouldn't do. She couldn't sit idly and await her demise.0

The Cooling Heart Palace housed over a dozen ice tubs, keeping the interior refreshingly cool, not a hint of stuffiness.0

The young, formidable Emperor set down his brush. "Wang Dequan, did anything of note occur in the harem today?"0

"Nothing significant."0

Wang Dequan presented a cup of perfectly tempered West Well green spiral tea and calmly recounted Concubine Li's punishment of Noble Consort Jiang's kneeling.0

"Noble Consort Jiang?"0

Likely an exceptionally beautiful woman, but after enjoying her company for two days, he had forgotten her, indistinguishable from the harem's many women.0

"She dared defy protocol and clash with the Concubine. She deserves to kneel as punishment. Convey my edict: have her transcribe the palace rules twice as penance to Concubine Li."0

"Yes, Your Majesty. I shall have someone relay the edict to Xihuo Palace immediately."0

Everyone in the palace knew that Concubine Li was the Emperor's dearest. They would sooner offend the Empress than Concubine Li!0

This newly arrived Noble Consort Jiang was truly a reckless calf unafraid of the tiger, actively courting death.0

After this, there would be no such person as Noble Consort Jiang in the harem!0

Jiang Xinyue had just been helped back to Xihuo Palace, her bottom not yet warm, when the Emperor sent a eunuch to berate her, adding insult to her already severe injuries.0

Over a thousand palace rules, and she had to transcribe them twice!0

The feudal society's hierarchical system was deadly.0

She silently thought to herself, "Dog Emperor, wait until I conquer you, and I'll make you transcribe two thousand rules for beloved concubines."0

For now, she could only have her maids apply medicine to her bruises while transcribing those damned palace rules.0

Changxin Palace—0

Layue was combing the long, jet-black hair of her master, letting out a low chuckle: "I thought she was quite formidable, but it turns out she has such little ability. Compared to my master, she pales in comparison. The Emperor cherishes my master, and even punished her by making her copy the palace regulations!"0

A blurred, beautiful face in the copper mirror said: "How dare anyone compare themselves to me?"0

Beauty, what of it?0

Are there not beautiful women entering this palace year after year?0

Yet has any of them surpassed her?0

Beauty is the least noteworthy asset for a consort in this imperial harem. She should make it her weapon.0

The next day, the heavens were not kind, pouring down torrential rain.0

Concubines of the seventh rank and above from the imperial harem had to go to the Yikun Palace of the Empress to pay respects.0

Fortunately, Jiang Xinyue was just granted the rank of a seventh-grade noble lady, so she didn't have to endure the sarcastic insults from those women.0

Otherwise, she would have become a laughingstock, first being punished by Concubine Li, and then by the Emperor, losing all favor.0

After copying the palace rules all night without finishing, she rubbed her aching wrists. "Xi Que, let's go appreciate the lotuses! Viewing lotuses in the rain must present a unique sight."0

Xi Que trembled with fear, "Ah? Young Miss, we should... better not go out!"0

Mainly because her young mistress always caused trouble whenever she went out!0

"If you don't go, I'll take Shuang Jiang."0

With that, she had already pulled Shuang Jiang, who was holding an umbrella, and rushed into the rain.0

Xi Que was a maid Jiang Xinyue brought from her mansion, wholeheartedly serving only her young mistress. Shuang Jiang was a palace maid assigned by the palace. Not feeling reassured, Xi Que hurriedly grabbed an umbrella and followed.0

It was August, and the lotus flowers in the pond were in full bloom. Raindrops pressed on the emerald-green lotus leaves, creating a sound like pearls falling on a jade plate.0

If one's heart was at peace, the sound would be soothing.0

"Xi Que, Shuang Jiang, hold me, I want to pick a few flowers to put in a vase."0

"No, Young Miss, let us servants pick them! Please be careful."0

On this side, the noisy rain drowned out the approaching sounds of the Emperor's entourage.0

The bright yellow imperial carriage stopped not far away, and the Emperor parted the curtains. "Why have we stopped?"0

Wang Dequan looked troubled. "Your Majesty, it seems there is a lady picking lotus flowers ahead, blocking the way."0

It must be one of the newly arrived palace ladies; the experienced palace servants were used to such sights and wouldn't brave the rain to appreciate lotuses.0

The Emperor's brow furrowed slightly. "These new palace ladies have no manners? How dare they act so recklessly one after another?"0

Girlish laughter came from the lotus pond. "You don't understand, one must pick the flowers themselves to fully appreciate their beauty."0

The Emperor jumped down from the carriage, and Wang Dequan hurried to hold an umbrella for him, feeling pity for the young lady picking lotuses.0

Whether it was a breach of rules, intruding on the Emperor's procession, or simply picking flowers innocently, it would still incur the Emperor's disdain.0

She would likely be disfavored like Concubine Jiang from the Xihuo Palace.0

"What are you doing?"0

Xi Que and Shuang Jiang were startled by the voice and turned to see it was the Emperor. Terrified, they quickly knelt to pay respects.0

But their reflexive kneeling doomed Jiang Xinyue, who cried out and fell into the lotus pond.0

"Young Miss!"0

Xi Que lay on the railing, trying to pull her up, but couldn't reach.0

The Emperor didn't expect these two maids to be so timid either, and the splash startled him, making him take two steps back. He quickly recovered and ordered the attendants to rescue her from the water.0

"Splash!"0

Before they could enter the water, a stunning beauty emerged from between the lotus leaves and pink lotuses.0

She was like a fresh lotus blossom, without makeup yet charming and alluring. Water droplets trickled down her forehead, beautiful eyes, jade-like nose, and cherry lips, each feature more exquisite than the last, utterly captivating.0

The wet palace attire clung to her body, tracing her bewitching, voluptuous curves.0

Truly embodying the phrase: "Emerging from the mud unstained, bathing in the clear stream untainted."0

If Wang Dequan didn't recognize Jiang Xinyue, he would have thought this beauty was the Lotus Fairy herself.0

The beautiful woman's heavy breathing amid the rain had a unique sensuality, adding a contradictory sultriness to her pure, youthful demeanor.0

The Emperor's gaze darkened as he reached out to the obliviously seductive Jiang Xinyue in the water. "What is my consort doing? Quick, come up before you catch a chill and lose your beauty."0

Jiang Xinyue was like a startled little rabbit, blushing as she shyly took the Emperor's hand.0

"Ah!"0

But the Emperor was still quite virile, giving just a light tug to pull her into his embrace, eliciting a shy cry from Jiang Xinyue. "Your Majesty!"0

Wang Dequan was astonished, seeing that the Emperor seemed to have forgotten who the beauty in his arms was. He quickly stepped forward. "Your Majesty, you and Consort Jiang are drenched. The Xihuo Palace is just ahead; why not go there to bathe and change clothes? I'll inform Concubine Chu."0

"Mm! Go ahead!"0

Consort Jiang?0

This woman was so different from the one he favored a few days ago. He didn't even recognize her at first.0

Was she usually this... lively in private?0

Jiang Xinyue didn't care what others thought of her. Today, she had put in so much effort to intercept the Emperor at the Xihuo Palace. If nothing unspeakable happened, she wouldn't let him leave.0

Although it was summer, the rain brought a chill to the air. After emerging from the lotus pond, Jiang Xinyue was shivering from the cold.0

Xi Que and Shuang Jiang hurried back to the palace to have the servants quickly prepare hot water for the Emperor and their young mistress to bathe.0

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, it's my fault... I've implicated you. You... Achoo~"0

Nestled in the Emperor's embrace, the beauty covered her mouth, her dewy eyes looking at him with shy innocence.0

Too adorably pure.0

The Emperor set her down, unable to resist pinching her soft cheeks. "Let's see if you dare do something so dangerous again."0

Jiang Xinyue shyly covered herself as Xi Que undressed her, then swiftly entered the water, peering over the edge of the bathtub with her large eyes. "It wasn't dangerous, I know how to swim."0

Her blinking eyes seemed to silently invite him.0

The Emperor would never disappoint his beloved consort. As his throat moved, he had already dismissed the serving maids and joined her in the bathtub.0

"Your Majesty..."0

Finally able to seduce a man, Jiang Xinyue was a little excited.0

In the novels, the emperor was said to be vigorous, coupling seven times a night, leaving his favored consorts unable to get out of bed.1

This Xuanwu Emperor looked fierce with his sharp brows and starry eyes, his imposing figure suggesting he must be quite skilled in that aspect too!0

As he approached, the maiden trembled, her snow-white skin flushing pink through the steamy mist, appearing bashfully alluring.0

But when the majestic Emperor drew near, though shy, the maiden resolutely wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her head to kiss his lips.0

Their bodies pressed tightly together in a passionate embrace.0

After the bathwater cooled, the Emperor carried the pliant, spring-water-like Jiang Xinyue to the bed, fiercely taking her several more times.0

The woman's voice, body, and the bedroom utterances she let out while doing that act, her daring frankness, all deeply stimulated his senses.0

This feeling was too marvelous.0

In the harem, there were women who adhered to rules, elegant and graceful ones, lively and charming ones...0

But absolutely none like her... one so... so perfectly in sync with his body, making his very soul tremble.0

By the time the Emperor finished, it was time for the noon meal.0

Chapter 3

Jiang Xinyue was utterly exhausted. She had stayed up all night copying palace rules and now felt too tired to even move a finger after all her exertions.0

The Emperor called for another tub of water and bathed the limp Jiang Xinyue, washing her body.0

The woman's skin was as fair as snow, smooth and delicate. As he washed her, the Emperor could not resist his desires.0

The Emperor's hands rested on Jiang Xinyue's sides as he moved closer, but she pushed against his chest, softly protesting: "Your Majesty, no more, this concubine cannot bear it..."0

What could be more arousing for a man than those words?0

Jiang Xinyue, the noble concubine, still did not understand men very well.0

But it was precisely her innocence and naivety that made her so alluring, provoking the Emperor into further intimate activities with her.0

Only when Jiang Xinyue was nearly fainting did the Emperor dry her body, dress her, and carry her back to the bed to rest.0

The woman's steady breathing showed she was soundly asleep. Wang Dequan did not dare look around carelessly when summoned by the Emperor.0

"Do not record today's events in the books. I will overturn Jiang Xinyue's token tonight before making any record."0

Wang Dequan glanced up, unable to avoid admiring Jiang Xinyue.0

"Yes, is Your Majesty leaving now?"0

"Yes, to dine at Concubine Li's Palace."0

Glancing at the sleeping Jiang Xinyue, the Emperor's gaze fell on the palace rules laid out on the small table beside the bed.0

He paused in his step. "This handwriting of Jiang Xinyue's..."0

Wang Dequan looked and nearly wished to gouge out his own eyes.0

He wished for eyes that had never seen Jiang Xinyue's writing.0

The Emperor laughed. To the kneeling Xi Que, he said: "Half of these palace rules have already been copied. I will take them to appease Concubine Li, so your mistress need not copy any more."0

No need to waste such fine paper and ink.0

Even a dog writes better calligraphy than her.0

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration. This servant conveys the mistress's gratitude."0

"Wang Dequan, go to my storage and fetch two jars of premium healing ointment. Jiang Xinyue's knees are quite injured."0

"Yes, your humble servant obeys."0

Their Emperor was a willful master who loved and hated clearly. Those he loved, he let live. Those he hated, he wished dead.0

Just yesterday, he felt Jiang Xinyue was uncultured and had offended Concubine Li, planning to send her to the Cold Palace. Yet today, his attitude was completely different.0

No other concubine had regained favor as swiftly as Jiang Xinyue after the Emperor's disfavor.0

Jiang Xinyue could be considered the first to be restored to grace in this harem.0

After the Emperor left, Jiang Xinyue immediately opened her eyes and sat up in bed.0

All at the Xihuo Palace were delighted - when the mistress gained favor, her servants benefited.0

In the palace, servants were loyal to one mistress only. Other palace mistresses did not want used goods, so yesterday they had worried that if their young mistress lost imperial favor, they might be sent to toil at the Laundry Bureau.0

Who could have foreseen this reversal of fortunes?0

One could never be sure of rise and fall, glory or disgrace in the palace until the very last moment.0

"Young Mistress..."0

After closing the door, Xi Que could not help but ask: "How did you know the Emperor would pass by the Lotus Pond today?"0

Stretching languidly as she rose from bed, Jiang Xinyue yawned with a confused look. "I did not know the Emperor would come. I only wished to pick a few lotus flowers to put in a vase."0

As soon as the words left her mouth, a eunuch's voice came from outside: "Noble Concubine Jiang, this servant delivers fresh lotus flowers as instructed by His Majesty."0

Shuang Jiang welcomed him in, found an empty vase for the lotus flowers, and rewarded the eunuch with a purse of silver pieces before sending him away. She then carried the vase over. "Mistress, look at these beautiful flowers."0

Jiang Xinyue had gone to great lengths to obtain them - how could they not be beautiful?0

She truly did not know if the Emperor would come to the Lotus Pond. But that morning, a palace maid from the Changchun Palace passed by the Xihuo Palace and said that Concubine Chu was ill and wished to see the Emperor. She went to request the Emperor to visit on her mistress's behalf.0

Concubine Chu was a beauty prone to illness. She would summon the Emperor seven or eight times a month, and in eight summons, the Emperor would answer one.0

From the Changchun Palace to the Heart-Nurturing Hall, or from the Heart-Nurturing Hall to the Changchun Palace, one had to pass the Lotus Pond in front of the Xihuo Palace.0

Jiang Xinyue gambled on that one-in-eight chance, and luckily her wager paid off.0

Could she be said to have made her mark in history for seducing a chaste Emperor in broad daylight?0

Probably not.0

The Emperor did not even allow the Palace Eunuch Office to record the incident.0

It was fortunate they did not record it, or the entire harem, even the dogmatic ministers of the previous dynasty, would have condemned her as a calamitous consort ruining the nation.0

They say serving beside an Emperor is like keeping a tiger, but Jiang Xinyue found the Emperor easier to please than the VVIPs she had known in modern times.0

As long as she indulged his whims and satisfied him in bed, was he not quite considerate?0

Outside, the rain pattered on the banana leaves. She could only pray that Concubine Chu did not truly fall severely ill and come to make trouble for her.0

"Young Mistress, Concubine Chu from the Changchun Palace has arrived, saying she took shelter here from the rain while out viewing the lotus flowers."0

Well, there it was - speak of the devil!0

"Welcome Concubine Chu and I will join you once I am dressed."0

In the main hall of the Xihuo Palace —0

Concubine Chu's maid Hong Xi pouted: "Your Ladyship, this Concubine Jiang is too much. She knew the Emperor was coming to see you at the Changchun Palace but still dared to intercept him halfway. We must give her a taste of her own medicine, or else..."0

The beauty in crimson palace robes raised her hand to silence her. "Thunder and rain are both Heaven's gifts. Who the Emperor wishes to see or favor is the Emperor's business, not for a lowly maid like you to comment on."0

Hong Xi's face turned deathly pale as she knelt. "This servant knows her error."0

This was the scene that greeted Jiang Xinyue as she entered - she could not tell if Concubine Chu was disciplining her maid or issuing a warning to her.0

But Jiang Xinyue still paid her respects properly. However, as Concubine Chu was occupied with her maid, she did not acknowledge her at first.0

Jiang Xinyue's already injured knees suffered further strain from the prolonged kneeling. She could feel her legs trembling and feared she might collapse if Concubine Chu did not allow her to rise soon.0

"Since you know your mistake, rise then!"0

Concubine Chu gave Hong Xi an indifferent glance, then seemed to remember Jiang Xinyue. "Noble Concubine Jiang, why are you still kneeling? I was disciplining my maid, not you. How pitiful, quickly take a seat."0

Jiang Xinyue rolled her eyes inwardly but replied with humility: "It is my fortune to receive guidance from Her Ladyship Concubine Chu."0

"Ah yes, she was well-trained by the Imperial Noble Consort."0

Concubine Chu smiled and said to her, "I see that you've become much more composed these days. That's good, but you must maintain this composure. Don't let down Concubine Li, who has guided you."0

To cut her off abruptly like that would be too unrestrained!0

Within the depths of the palace, women must carry themselves with grace. Even insults are delivered without vulgarity.0

Those palace drama shows on TV where the consorts constantly bicker and fight are totally unrealistic.0

Every one of them is a lady of decorum.0

Jiang Xinyue smiled softly, "You're right, Concubine Chu."0

After all, if you scold me, you must be justified. That way, I can't find any reason to punish you!