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

"So, it seems like Wang Jinfang has the biggest issue now." the Emperor said. He had a bad feeling about Wang Jinfang from the moment he first laid eyes on him.


Cao De took another gulp of tea, he was dying of thirst and hadn't stopped for a moment, exhausted like a tirelessly grinding donkey.


After guzzling the tea to quench his thirst, he let out a comfortable sigh and returned to his insouciant demeanor, "It appears so at present. I have already sent people to search. It depends on when we'll receive news. If they can be found by today, the people from the Internal Guard Bureau are still of some use. I'd boldly ask His Majesty to bestow some reward silver on each of them. If it's after today, for every additional 'shichen', they should be punished with a beating, keep the account for now and settle it all once the matter is concluded. What do you think?"


As he spoke, he raised his foxy eyes, giving the Emperor a sly smile; the more you looked at him, the more cunning he seemed.


Chapter 173: The Reverse Scales