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

Emperor watched carefully and at last understood that his Little Concubine was brewing wine and making Peach Wood Swords.


Indeed, both activities pleased him greatly.


Once the wine was ready, it would be buried in the yard for a year or so, until Nannan was born and could drink, then they would enjoy it together under the moonlight—how splendid that would be.


He had a thing or two to know about swordplay, and a Peach Wood Sword suited him well.


A sword made and given by the Little Concubine was incomparable, for even if made poorly, as long as she was the maker, he would be delighted.


Lian Hua had indeed been busy these days, occupied with brewing wine, preparing for the Peach Wood Sword, and designing its patterns.


When she first saw the small peach tree she had planted, the idea of crafting a Peach Wood Sword for Xu Zhaoyi sprung to her mind.


Xu Zhaoyi with her gallant charisma suited a precious sword, and she also seemed to be someone who favored bladed weapons.


Chapter 212 Emperor Jealous (Part One)