Whistling Autumn Wind

In the first episode, Little Palace Maid Lian Hua, holding tea leaves, thought to curry favor with Zhaoyi. The Emperor intercepted her halfway, and before she could react, he hijacked her tea leaves, leaving her bewildered.
In the second episode, she wanted to curry favor with the Noble Consort. During the Noble Consort's birthday feast, she hadn't even presented the meticulously prepared tea leaves before the Emperor seized them, leaving her aggrieved.
In the third episode, she had just sneaked out with the Palace Maids to pick bamboo shoots, planning to go back and cook something delicious when the Emperor burst out of nowhere wanting to freeload a meal. If it wasn't tasty, he would punish her, she managed to barely pass muster by exerting all her energy. Before she could feel relieved, the Emperor told her he was also staying to sleep!
This time, he was thoroughly taking advantage of her, enjoying free food and lodging without the slightest intention of rewarding her.
At night, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. All the silver she had saved up in earlier years had been used to sustain the Emperor. Now that the money was gone, she feared being punished for not being able to support him in the future. The more she thought, the sadder she got, her tears plopping down, which woke the Emperor sleeping beside her.
In a flurry, the Emperor consoled her, "There, there, don't cry, don't cry. I haven't even had time to reward you, how could I punish you!"
After much consoling, and finally with his promise to provide for her sustenance, she turned her tears into laughter.
The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. This Little Concubine would need to be favored properly from now on—he dared not make her cry again.
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Palace Fighting: Naive Concubines' Ascent to Power

She wasn't sure when it started, but she had begun looking forward to seeing His Majesty. Reflecting on how kind His Majesty was to others, she felt deeply hurt and aggrieved by his unique manner towards her.


In a fit of anger, she had retorted using the matter of the reward he mentioned the night before to confront him; she wasn't truly desiring to covet his gifts.


She just wanted to know whether she was just a casual amusement for His Majesty, a mere pastime when he was idle and needed amusement.


The distance between her and His Majesty became apparent during the flower-viewing banquet: he, the elevated Son of Heaven, and she, a lowly Daying struggling in the dust. Surrounded by a crowd, she could only sit at the very back, unable to even get close to him, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't reach him on her own merit.


Chapter 64 Serenity