GBP Chapter 100 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
Chapter 100 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
Le Yan liked her title very much. "Changzai" might not sound very good, but "Qian Changzai" sounded very nice.
Who doesn't want money to last forever?
Anyway, she really wanted to.
Moreover, the rank of a sixth-grade official was beyond her reach given her father's official rank. At most, she would be given the rank of a seventh-grade lady-in-waiting. The fact that she was one grade higher was clearly due to the influence of the Imperial Concubine.
At that moment, Leyan felt a sense of goodwill towards this Imperial Concubine.
This year's imperial concubine selection resulted in the entry of quite a few noble ladies into the palace, numbering around twenty. Among them, Jiang Qiao, the daughter of the Duke of Yingguo, held the highest rank, being a Jieyu of the third rank.
Apart from Guo Yuan, the daughter of the Vice Minister of Revenue, who was a fourth-rank noblewoman, none of the others had a higher rank than Le Yan. They were either lower than her or on equal footing with her.
Therefore, as long as the emperor doesn't go mad and kill people, with Consort Song Xue'an protecting her, no one in the palace can harm her.
Le Yan couldn't help but feel grateful to Song Xue'an. When Song Xue'an wanted to see her, she quickly took Hongdou to the main hall.
As night fell, Song Xue'an had shed the elaborate palace attire she wore during the day, now dressed only in a light robe, and sat in the center of the hall, with a meal laid out before her by her servants.
"Your Majesty, Consort Qian has arrived."
Upon hearing that the person she wanted to see had arrived, Song Xue'an immediately opened her eyes and saw, as if by coincidence, Le Yan, who was wearing the same color clothes as her.
"come over."
She waved to Leyan.
Le Yan stepped forward gracefully, curtsied, and said, "This humble servant greets you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Xuean pulled her up.
With her hand tightly gripped by Song Xue'an, Le Yan heard her say in an irresistible tone, "From now on, you don't need to be so polite when you see me."
“But—” Le Yan wanted to say that etiquette should not be disregarded, but when she met Song Xue’an’s unwavering phoenix eyes, she swallowed her words and nodded obediently, “Yes, Your Highness, I will obey.”
But the two forms of address in those words made Song Xue'an dislike them. She looked at the polite young girl in front of her, pursed her lips slightly, and said, "You don't have to be reserved here with me."
She patted Leyan's hand and coaxed, "My name is Xue'an, and I'm four years older than you. From now on, you can call me Sister An, okay?"
Song Xue'an always followed her heart. Although she knew that her actions might be a bit strange and might arouse suspicion and fear in the people in front of her, she didn't care about that.
Besides the emperor, she is the most powerful person in the palace. Why can't she do whatever she wants?
As for the little girl being afraid of her?
That's even simpler. All she needs to do is keep being nice to her, and she'll eventually lower her guard and stop being afraid of her.
Le Yan felt her gaze fixed on her and couldn't help but lower her eyes before calling out in a trembling voice, "An... Sister An."
A soft "Sister An" made Song Xue'an beam with joy. "Good sister, call me again?"
Le Yan paused for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice was no longer trembling, "Sister An."
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but once you've done it the first time, the rest is much easier.
Since she's already screamed, screaming a few more times won't kill her. On the contrary, it will give me a strong backer to rely on, so why not?
She was quite fearless, because if her constitution remained with her, she could say that her life would be absolutely safe.
After convincing herself, Leyan relaxed somewhat.
Song Xuean had been watching her the whole time, so how could she not see the changes in her mind?
Although she didn't know what she was thinking, she was happy to see the person in front of her relax a bit.
He stroked her soft hand, took her a few steps forward, and said, "Have you eaten yet? Have some with your sister."
Before Le Yan could answer, Song Xue'an had already pressed her down into a chair.
With her jade chopsticks moving back and forth, under the personal care of the dignified imperial concubine, the bowl in front of Leyan was piled high with delicious food, almost forming a small mountain.
Le Yan quickly stopped her, "That's enough, Sister An, that's enough."
She couldn't possibly eat any more.
Afraid that Song Xue'an would put more food on her plate, she quickly put the food back on Song Xue'an's plate, and with a gentle smile, she said sweetly, "Sister An, let me serve you. Please try it."
Song Xue'an glanced at her with a playful smile, not refusing, but simply enjoying her good sister's care with a smile.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, and as night fell, Leyan decided to take her leave.
But Song Xuean stopped her again.
“It’s late, so don’t go back. Stay here, and let’s sleep side by side for the night.”
She smiled broadly, her tone leaving no room for argument.
With a single glance, the head palace maid, Mu Jin, stepped forward and respectfully said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, the hot spring is ready. You may proceed to wash and prepare yourself."
Upon hearing "Tangchi," Leyan froze on the spot.
No, wait a minute!
Why do sisters have to bathe together before sleeping side by side?
Le Yan stood there, opening her mouth with some difficulty, wanting to refuse Song Xue'an's enthusiasm, but Song Xue'an didn't give her the chance at all and decisively pulled her to the back hall.
"Good sister, quickly take off your clothes, let's wash up together, and then we should go to rest."
Pushing Leyan forward, in the steamy, misty bathhouse, several palace maids quickly stripped her naked.
Before she could say anything, Song Xue'an dragged her directly into the hot spring.
Warm water covered her entire body, and Le Yan leaned back slightly, trying to avoid Song Xue'an's clutches.
"An, Sister An!"
She gritted her teeth and grabbed Song Xuean's hands, which were groping around haphazardly.
Then Song Xue'an, her eyes sparkling with spring, teased her, "Little sister, are you shy?"
With her delicate hands flitting the water, Song Xue'an raised an eyebrow and smiled, "That won't do. My sister is so shy, how will she serve the emperor in the future?"