The harem is too complicated; the empress, a lazy bum, wins by doing nothing.

Chapter 155 Haunted
Did Emperor Yuanwu also see Consort Li today?

How can this be?

Shen Qingwan didn't believe in ghosts at all, but since Emperor Yuanwu and Consort De had both seen it, could it be that someone deliberately impersonated Consort Li in her previous life?

If someone deliberately impersonated Consort Li on the anniversary of her death to attract Emperor Yuanwu's attention, that would be understandable.

But Consort De... is she really that frightened?
Could it be that Consort Li's death back then was really related to Consort De?

As the saying goes, if you have a clear conscience, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking at your door in the middle of the night. Similarly, when the Emperor saw a figure that resembled Consort Li at night, he couldn't forget his old feelings, and Consort De was so frightened that she went insane.

Consort De reached out and scratched her head, causing her already messy hair to fall down completely.

She kept saying she saw a ghost.

At that moment, she looked more like a ghost than anyone else.

Emperor Yuanwu waited for a while, but Consort De remained silent. He then grabbed her shoulders with both hands and shook her vigorously, asking, "Tell me, where did you see her? When did you see her?"

Consort De suddenly realized what was happening. She didn't dare look outside at all, but instead stretched out her hand towards the direction of Yanxi Palace entrance, and pointed to the red palace wall: "It's there...that..."

Before she could finish speaking, Emperor Yuanwu turned and ran out of the palace.

Shen Qingwan hurriedly followed and ran out. She wasn't worried about Emperor Yuanwu or anything, but she was also curious: could there really be ghosts in this world?

I doubt anyone in the harem would dare to play tricks on Emperor Yuanwu in front of him.
She had never actually seen what a ghost looked like, and she was even more curious about what kind of woman could become the white moonlight of a king.

Emperor Yuanwu searched back and forth in the direction Consort De pointed, but still found no trace of her.

He stood there listlessly, his eyes filled with disappointment.

“Your Majesty, Consort De is currently delirious and may have misremembered. Why not wait until she is in better spirits, ask her clearly, and then search for her?” Consort Xian walked in front of Emperor Yuanwu and took his arm.

Emperor Yuanwu remained silent and showed no intention of moving, simply letting him hold his arm.

"Yes, Your Majesty, it's so cold outside and you're dressed too lightly. Why don't you go back inside and rest for a while?"

"Your Majesty, Consort Li knows that Your Majesty still cherishes her in your heart, and her spirit can rest in peace now. Perhaps she saw that Your Majesty is doing well now, and then she went back."

"Yes, Your Majesty, it's too cold outside. Let's go back first."

Although Emperor Yuanwu did not speak, he let Consort Shu pull him into the room. Just as he was about to reach the door of Consort De's palace, a rustling sound suddenly came from behind him.

The sound wasn't loud, but it still made Emperor Yuanwu, who had started to walk, suddenly stop. He turned around abruptly, and a pink figure walked in from the gate of Yanxi Palace.

Emperor Yuanwu's eyes flickered, and he quickly ran towards the pink figure, calling out, "Li'er."

When he called out Consort Li's name, all the concubines standing in the courtyard were stunned.

"Ghost!"

"Ah...there really is a ghost, ahhhhh..."

Amidst the screams of the crowd, Chun Guiren, who was shivering from the cold, was startled and couldn't help but shudder.

Didn't the Emperor just see her?
Why did they leave after just a quick look?

She had been made to wait so long in the Yikun Palace, in complete darkness, without even a heating pad or a hot water bottle, she was practically freezing to death. Suddenly, a figure approached her, and whether from the cold or from fright, Consort Chun couldn't help but shiver again.

Before she could even see who it was, her shoulder was grabbed tightly. "Li'er, have you come back to see me? You missed me too, didn't you?"

I?
Could this person be...?

Consort Chun turned pale with fright. She raised her eyes tremblingly, her terrified gaze meeting Emperor Yuanwu's expectant eyes. Suddenly, the grip on her shoulder loosened.

"why you?"

Consort Chun covered her stinging face with one hand and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty."

"Who told you to dress like this?"

Emperor Yuanwu's eyes were red and filled with anger. "Guards, drag Consort Chun away, strip her of her clothes, and throw her into the Cold Palace."

Cold palace?

Consort Chun was stunned. "Your Majesty, I was wrong. Your Majesty does not like the clothes I am wearing. I will take them off now."

Lady Chun was completely terrified. At this moment, she no longer cared about rules and reputation. She took off her clothes one by one until she was almost down to her undergarments.

The guards who were about to escort her to the palace stopped abruptly in their tracks.

Those who live in the imperial harem know that such things are self-evident and need no further explanation.

It seems that this Consort Chun is impersonating Consort Li, trying to seduce the Emperor on the anniversary of Consort Li's death.

"What are you all standing there for? Get her away right now!"

Consort Xian, standing beside Emperor Yuanwu, suddenly spoke up.

Consort Chun is truly foolish. No wonder she has served Emperor Yuanwu for so many years without receiving his favor. She can't even handle such a simple matter, yet she still wants to compete for his affections.

Consort Xian dared not let her continue kneeling there, fearing that if Consort Chun acted impulsively, she might drag her into the mess, which would be troublesome.

Her words made the guards who had stopped stand up lift their feet again and walk towards Consort Chun. For someone who had one foot in the Cold Palace, whether she was innocent or not was of no use to her in the future.

Consort Xian gave Xia Mei a wink, and Xia Mei quickly walked over to Consort Chun's side. "Consort Chun, you should put your clothes on. It's so cold. If you catch a cold, you won't be able to get a royal physician from this cold palace."

As Xia Mei finished speaking and helped her put on her clothes, she stuffed the silk in her hand into Chun Guiren's mouth.

Just then, two guards, one on the left and one on the right, grabbed Consort Chun's arms.

Consort Chun finally realized what had happened. She shook her head desperately, struggling in despair. She couldn't go to the Cold Palace so soon; she still had so much to say.

She was dragged along by the guards like a lump of mud towards the entrance of Yanxi Palace. Her knees scraped against the ground, leaving a shocking trail of blood. Her white gauze dress was torn by something and stretched longer and longer until it became a long line that fell to the ground. A gust of north wind blew it up and lifted it into the air, the sound of the wind mingling with Consort Chun's cries.

The concubines standing inside Yanxi Palace looked at each other in bewilderment.

What wrong did Consort Chun do? All she wanted was a little bit of Emperor Yuanwu's favor. Which woman in the harem didn't want Emperor Yuanwu's favor? She just used the worst possible method, causing the deceased to have no peace in Emperor Yuanwu's heart.

Just as Chun Changzai was being dragged to the entrance of Yanxi Palace, the silk thread that Xia Mei had stuffed in her mouth slipped out.

(End of this chapter)