After a few days of repairs, Meng Chengye, who was busy hoarding memorials, finally had time to go to the harem for a walk.

Owing to the bowl of lotus soup with a hint of sweetness, the first thing Meng Chengye thought of was naturally ginger jade tea.

At that time, Jiang Yuming was still studying which corner of Qinghuan Hall was the coolest.

When Meng Chengye entered, he happened to see Jiang Yuming directing the palace people to move the imperial concubine chair.

"My beloved concubine is so elegant." Meng Chengye shook the folding fan in his hand and looked at Jiang Yuming who was holding the round fan with interest.

He and Yu Ming really have a good understanding.

Jiang Yuming bowed and said, "Welcome your Majesty."

"Why are you moving? Qinghuan Palace is the coolest palace." Meng Chengye took Jiang Yuming in his arms, closed the folding fan in a gentle manner and raised Jiang Yuming's chin.

"Well, you have lost some weight since I haven't seen you for a few days." Meng Chengye looked at it carefully and came to a conclusion.

Jiang Yuming turned her head and patted Meng Chengye's folding fan away with her round fan: "Then I must be thinking about the emperor and not about food but tea. I can't blame the emperor for that."

The corners of Meng Chengye's mouth raised in an arc unconsciously: "Yes, yes, I blame you for disrespecting Little Master Jin."

Jiang Yuming broke away from Meng Chengye's embrace, swung her fan and leaned on the imperial concubine's chair: "Has your Majesty thought about how to compensate this concubine?"

I don’t need much, just give me a few rare treasures to coax me out of.

After all, I've been feeling hot and thin these days, so I'm sorry to knock too much.

Although the dining room tried every means in the past few days to let Jiang Yuming eat a few more bites, Jiang Yuming had no appetite due to the hot weather.

Meng Chengye smiled, leaned against the tree trunk and thought for a while, then said after a while: "How about I spend more time with Yu Ming in the future?"

"I would like to thank you, Your Majesty." Jiang Yuming's face was extremely happy.

But inside:

Please turn left when you go out. Thank you!

This is what I want!

Can you keep it as a treasure?

On the other side, Yang Fu, who had retreated to the side a long time ago, was chatting with Xiao Huazi. Beside him, Huilan Huizhu was standing upright.

In addition to serving Jiang Yuming personally, Huilan and Huizhu also managed a group of palace servants. Huizhu was more careful and had a better memory, so he was responsible for managing Jiang Yuming's warehouse.

Although there is nothing in Jiang Yuming's warehouse so far except banknotes and silver, these still need to be managed.

While Jiang Yuming and the emperor were chatting, Ning Guiren met Liu Shufei while strolling in the garden. For some reason, Ning Guiren contradicted Liu Shufei.

Concubine Liu Shu punished Ning Guiren by kneeling under the scorching sun for two hours, and then she left angrily.

Concubine Liu Shu was very angry:

"She is just a noble person, but her hands are so long, and yet she is in charge of my brother!"

"No matter how bad my brother is, she, a little noble person, cannot criticize him!"

"Who gave her the courage to be so ambitious! What qualifications does she have!"

Concubine Liu Shu lost her former pride and sat angrily on the Grand Master's chair, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

After thinking for a long time, Liu Shufei threw away the handkerchief in her hand.

Ning Guiren, who was kneeling under the sun, looked pitifully at Zhang Changzai, who was holding an umbrella for her: "Did I say the wrong thing?"

Zhang Changzai was silent for a while: "No."

Ning Guiren breathed a sigh of relief.

"You just touched Concubine Shu's vagina." Zhang Changzai glanced at the aggrieved Ning Guiren, "You even tried to pull her twice."

Ning Guiren: "..."
Chapter completed!