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

But in a moment of inattention, without watching carefully, his Little Concubine ate a bite before he could stop her, and now his heart ached.


This dish was so terrible, how could he let his Little Concubine eat it? She shouldn't even touch it.


He wrapped his left arm around her and with his right hand held up the teacup, "Darling, did you spit it out completely? Rinse your mouth again."


Lian Hua shook her head; she didn't want to rinse her mouth anymore. She marveled that His Majesty could eat it, pretending it wasn't bad and even teasing her with it.


The dish was both salty and bitter, terribly nasty, so bitter that she felt like crying.


She felt warmth around her eyes and more stuffiness in her chest. She had been outmaneuvered, frustration unvented, and ended up ensnared by her own trap. She cursed her foolishness, believing she truly deserved it.


Chapter 132: Fail to Vent Anger (Seven Updates)