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Weiyang Palace.

Shiliu walked in carrying a set of nun's robes. "Your Highness, what do you need nun's robes for?"

"And they specifically wanted the style of the Empress Dowager's palace maids?"

Zhou Mingyi touched the light gray nun's robe; it was soft to the touch, but the color was rather dull.

She picked up the clothes, took out scissors and needles and thread from the trunk, and quickly began to alter the clothes.

Zhou Mingyi supported her family by making clothes and embroidery. Having handled so many fabrics and garments, she had developed an extremely high level of understanding of clothing and fabrics.

The old embroiderer who taught her was not only highly skilled in embroidery, but also adept at weaving. Therefore, she was an expert in the patterns of fabrics and the methods of tailoring.

She taught Zhou Mingyi all her skills.

With a few quick movements, she completely altered the style of the nun's robe.

Although they look similar on the surface, they accentuate the waist and chest area extremely well.

She was already beautifully proportioned, but after altering her clothes, she looked even more stunning.

The pomegranate and wax apple were dumbfounded.

The needlework in Weiyang Palace was almost entirely made from pomegranates and wax apples.

Because these things existed in Zhou Mingyi's name, apart from the two of them, the other palace maids had no opportunity to come into contact with them or know about them.

The pomegranate was bought by Zhou Mingchong after he passed the imperial examination. When she entered the Zhou family, Mingyi had already been reborn and was about to enter the palace.

Shiliu knew that her young mistress could do embroidery, but she didn't know much about her skills.

After all, most young ladies from ordinary families would have some embroidery skills, so they could sew more intimate clothing such as undergarments for themselves and their husbands after marriage, as a sign of consideration.

They also need to know how to embroider small items such as headbands and knee pads, so that they can be given to their elders as a sign of filial piety.

Of course, young ladies from wealthy families have their own personal maids and nannies, so it's not a big deal if they do things for them.

My personal maid and other maids would never go out and say that my young lady is actually terrible at needlework and can barely even embroider a handkerchief.

But girls from ordinary families are generally expected to know these basic life skills.

It's not surprising that Zhou Mingyi would do that.

But the wax apple truly knew nothing about it.

Because Zhou Mingyi almost always entrusted the embroidery work to her and Shiliu.

Wax apples were quite skilled at cooking, so they readily helped their mistress.

After all, the empress's favor is entirely beneficial to her.

And yet, how did the Empress's movements become so practiced? She even quickly embroidered a pattern on the nun's robes, on the chest area...

The originally formal, serious, and drab gray nun's robes instantly became unconventional...

However, the wax apple was very excited.

The more elaborate and extravagant the empress's activities, the more favor she will receive.

As for where the Empress learned these tricks, Lianwu was not interested.

So, after her initial shock, Lianwu quickly exclaimed, "Your Highness's cooking is truly superb!"

Shiliu also realized, "Yes, this nun's robe looks the same as the one in the Empress Dowager's Buddhist temple at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it is extremely ingenious."

Zhou Mingyi naturally learned this skill in the Eastern Palace in her previous life.

The Eastern Palace had a great many women, including those without official titles, even more than the Qianwu Emperor's harem.

This shows just how fierce the competition is.

Even if she's beautiful, she still needs some tricks up her sleeve.

Unfortunately, the Crown Prince was too extravagant and went too far in his pursuits. In fact, Zhou Mingyi was so focused on saving her brother that she didn't pay much attention to the Crown Prince at all.

Xie Jing is a sensitive person; he may not be oblivious to these feelings.

His concubine wasn't sincere towards him; she only wanted to use him to rescue her brother...

After altering the nun's robes, Zhou Mingyi stood up and put them on. She wore a scarlet round-necked robe over the robes and a pale yellow horse-face skirt on the bottom.

She appeared both charming and dignified.

"Is His Majesty going to the Buddhist hall in the east wing of the Cining Palace tonight? Is the news accurate?"

Lianwu nodded hurriedly, "Eunuch Fuquan specifically asked someone to tell this to me, so it can't be wrong."

Zhou Mingyi nodded, while Lianwu hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Shiliu instinctively said, "Your Majesty, you..."

Zhou Mingyi glanced at her, and Shiliu instinctively shut her mouth.

She has matured a lot and can now understand some of Zhou Mingyi's subtle cues.

They don't just blurt out random things.

Most of the time, she said what Zhou Mingyi wanted her to say.

Shi Liu was truly grateful to be able to stay by her young mistress's side for the rest of her life.

The young lady is beautiful; being by her side is a daily dose of beauty. Shi Liu is a sucker for good looks.

She thought, "Being able to see Miss every day is the happiest thing in my life!"

Furthermore, Miss Zhou is gentle and intelligent; Shiliu is practically a brainless fan of Zhou Mingyi...

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Buddhist hall in the east wing of Cining Palace.

To show respect for the Empress Dowager's establishment of the Buddhist temple, Emperor Qianwu personally went to the temple to worship Buddha after finishing his duties in court.

The Empress Dowager said that bringing the Buddha to the inner palace would better protect him.

May he have his wish fulfilled and have children as soon as possible.

Although Emperor Qianwu did not believe in this, he could not go against his mother's good intentions and expectations.

So I came.

He arrived very discreetly, without even informing the Empress Dowager.

The nuns who had become monks from the palace looked solemn, but Emperor Qianwu was somewhat agitated.

Last night, he favored Consort Lan in the Cold Palace.

Consort Linglan regained favor and was successfully reinstated.

At first, Consort Lan performed very well, but she was getting on in years, her waist wasn't flexible enough, and her facial expressions showed a deliberate attempt to please...

Overall, it just doesn't look natural enough.

Emperor Qianwu was unaware that it was precisely because Zhou Mingyi had unknowingly raised his threshold that he experienced various discomforts and awkwardness.

Clearly, if Consort Lan's performance had been in the past, it would have been considered outstanding.

But it still wasn't enough.

Her waist wasn't supple enough, her skin wasn't fair enough, and her facial expression wasn't alluring enough...

When Zhou's skin was deeply moved, it naturally emitted a faint fragrance and a light pink hue, and her face looked as if she were drunk.

The long, deep red streak at the corner of her eye, a result of her passionate emotions, was incredibly alluring, even with just a fleeting glance at him!

Compared to that, it only makes me realize how desperate I was last night...

The more Emperor Qianwu thought about it, the more agitated he became.

He even wondered if his impulsive decision to release Consort Lan was the right or wrong thing to do...

Although he was an emperor, how could an emperor be wrong?

but……

It is said that Consort Lan came to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager early in the morning.

How could the Empress Dowager possibly resist seeing Consort Lan's face?

When Consort Lan was young, she looked a lot like Empress Chang Le, so before she grew up, Emperor Qianwu always treated her like a younger sister.

However, because Chang Le died at the age of six, Emperor Qianwu never saw what she looked like when she grew up.

Therefore, accepting Consort Lan was not a difficult thing for Emperor Qianwu.

If Emperor Qianwu had seen what his younger sister looked like when she grew up, and Consort Lan looked remarkably like her, then he certainly wouldn't have been able to take her as a concubine...

However, she was personally banished to the cold palace by Chaoyang because she almost harmed him.

It was only because of the Empress Dowager that she was spared her life.

Now, if Consort Chen and Chaoyang refuse to release her, he'll definitely have a headache...

Just as Emperor Qianwu was struggling with his inner conflict, a young nun quietly approached him.

Emperor Qianwu was feeling annoyed when he sensed someone approaching. As a martial artist, Emperor Qianwu reacted quickly, grabbing the person, pressing down on their arm, and pulling them back to subdue them.

The little nun let out a soft moan, and the right-fastening front of her nun's robe instantly loosened, revealing a bright red mandarin duck-patterned bodice underneath!

The intense crimson color contrasted sharply with her jade-like skin, instantly stimulating Emperor Qianwu's vision.

The gray nun's hat fell to the ground, and instantly, a thick head of black hair came out.

Emperor Qianwu was taken aback by the thick, black hair and the jade-like skin...

His gaze gradually sharpened.

The young nun's arm was still being held down by Emperor Qianwu, behind her back. Emperor Qianwu glanced at her subconsciously and saw her petite figure, which was exquisitely shapely. The red mandarin duck bodice on her chest covered her plump, fair skin, and he noticed a hint of red on her earlobe.

He had whispered sweet nothings in her earlobe countless times.

Emperor Qianwu's favorite feature was Zhou Mingyi's slender waist. Whenever he gazed at her delicate figure, he would find her fitting perfectly to his body, able to withstand his extreme demands, as if she would never break no matter how much he took from her...

His eyes were bloodshot.

And her earlobes, flushed red and white as jade, when he was aroused, he liked to blow on her earlobes, feeling the tension in the woman beneath him, which would make him even more aroused.

Emperor Qianwu suddenly laughed.

He went to her palace, but was repeatedly turned away.

He was clearly cured of his illness, but he refused to serve the emperor in bed.

Now, they're dressing up like this and offering themselves up to you.

This Zhou family member... is truly... truly a remarkable person.

But it must be said that Emperor Qianwu was happy, even excited.

He deliberately lowered his voice, speaking in a deep tone, "Who is it? So impetuous!"

"Can you help the Queen Mother serve the Buddha well?"

The little nun's body trembled slightly.

Emperor Qianwu waved his hand, turned the people around, and pulled the cute little nun into his arms.

At this moment, Zhou Mingyi looked terrified, her eyes were watery, and she looked extremely alluring.

"His Majesty……"

Looking at the beauty like this, Emperor Qianwu couldn't help but tighten his fingers, gripping her waist tightly.

The force was so great that it almost snapped the beauty's waist.

Zhou Mingyi couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

"Your Majesty...be gentle..."

Emperor Qianwu's eyes were bloodshot. "How about I be gentler?"

Zhou Mingyi's face turned even redder.

That shameless old man, he's definitely a member of the Xie family. Although his perversions are different from the Crown Prince's, he must have had a good time.

She continued to play the role of a frail little nun.

"You're hurting me. Although I serve in the Empress Dowager's palace, I ultimately serve Buddha. Please let go..."

The light in Emperor Qianwu's eyes deepened. This little girl had actually become addicted to playing around?

"Serving Buddha?"

"How about I bestow upon you the title of 'Talented Lady'? From now on, you will serve me."

Zhou Mingyi immediately retorted angrily, "Hmph, what does Your Majesty mean? I miss Your Majesty, so I secretly came to see Buddha, hoping Buddha will grant my wish. I will not serve Your Majesty!"

Emperor Qianwu laughed loudly, tightening his grip even more.

His tone also carried a hint of danger, "You're so unreasonable, you say you miss me, but you refuse to serve me?"

"That's not up to you!"

"Do you know that my words are imperial edicts? Do you intend to disobey them?"