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

Thinking it over, it couldn't be that simple. Lian Hua lowered her head to look at the tea cup and then raised her head to look at the hairpin atop the Noble Consort's head. She suddenly understood and nodded her head brightly. It dawned on her, and she conveyed an "I understand" look to the Noble Consort.


Everyone was puzzled. Could it be that this Beauty Lian could guess what was on the Noble Consort's mind?


The Noble Consort saw her look and felt a sense of dread before she could react. Sure enough, she heard her ask:


"Consort, are you running short of silver?" The tea was so weak, and no pastries were served, only a single hairpin was worn—each sign suggested that the Noble Consort must indeed be running out of money.


The Noble Consort felt like spitting up blood—in fact, when Beauty Lian first sat down, her gaze was just like one who saw a fallen household!


Chapter 232 Provocation