The Empresses of the Dayong Dynasty were in vain. Except for the necessary banquet, the empress would show her face. No one ever saw the empress again. Even the most short-lived empress came out to meet with the officials. There was no communication between the emperor and the empress. The cold and alienated eyes showed the stalemate of their relationship at a glance.

The news of the discord between the emperor and the empress is no longer just a rumor. The fact that everyone knows makes everyone feel that Huo Mingzhu's status is at stake.

But clearly feeling bad, then why the emperor refused to expand the harem, recruit virtuous concubines?

There were ministers who tried to exploit the opportunity to contribute women to the emperor at this time to achieve their own goals, but all of them were refuted. No woman could enter the harem again.

But after all, the royal family's blood was weak, so there was a wave of admonishment in the court. This time, it was to urge the emperor to select a concubine.

On the Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first month of the fifth year of Ningkang, ten days' rest was put in the palace as usual.

Cao An stood respectfully at the door of the imperial study. Even though it was a holiday for everyone, the emperor was still standing at his desk to read the memorials, as if he wanted to clean up all the affairs of Dayong overnight.

With a silent sigh, Cao An took a look at the hourglass next to him and estimated whether it was time to go in and admonish the emperor to have a rest. A familiar figure trotted over from the outside.

It's the little prince beside the queen.

"Didn't you deliver the medicine today? So anxious to run over, the end of the court did not have a little etiquette

Cao An took the first two steps and stopped the little noble son. His voice was a rebuke.

The little noble son stood up in a hurry, but his face turned red because he trotted all the way.

"Mr. Cao, Mr. Cao, a lady asked me to come here today. I'd like to invite you down to the harem."

Still breathing heavily, the little noble son's chest heaved and puffed, and he still hesitated.

For the first time in the past two years, the empress asked to invite the emperor to her harem. The little noble son was also at a loss. Before he just came to deliver pills, he was refused. There was no room for turning back. Would he agree to let his majesty move this time?

Cao An is also very surprised, dumbfounded looking at the little noble son, seems to think he just heard the wrong words: "what do you say? Lady, please go down to the harem? "

He is the one who knows best how the relationship between the emperor and the empress has come to such a state of indifference step by step. Cao An is also the one who knows best how proud the empress is. If she knew how to show weakness and give in, her majesty, who was still the prince, would not have suffered so many hardships to be with her in the early years.

The more I think about it, the more I feel sorry. Cao An sighs deeply, which makes the little noble son nervous.

"Please help me to report it to Mr. Cao. My lady has told me to let your majesty go there today anyway..."

The little noble son smiles cautiously. He secretly looks at Cao An's face for fear that he won't help.

"I see. I'll go in and ask your majesty." Cao An didn't embarrass the little noble son. He even had a happy look on his face. He had been with Baili Jingqi for so long. In the past two years, he has become more and more emaciated and has a strange temperament. Cao An wanted the queen to be closer to him. Maybe he could make his majesty live a less hard life.