Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Chapter 120 Status

For a moment, Xuan Ye wondered if he was dreaming. Not only had he seen the person he had been longing for, but he had also unexpectedly kissed her...

The warm, smooth touch of my lips feels so real...

Each entanglement of their tongues, and the close breathing of the two of them, proved to him that this was real, not a dream...

During their passionate kiss, Jiang Qingyan's arms naturally wrapped around Xuan Ye's neck.

I knew she had the right eye; this man is indeed a natural-born heartthrob, even his kissing is so talented...

Just as the two were about to take things further, Eunuch Wang's voice rang out untimely from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, Consort Yi has sent someone to ask if you will be having dinner at her place."

Upon hearing the sound, Jiang Qingyan slowly withdrew from the kiss, her brows furrowing in confusion.

A concubine? Who is that?

Suddenly it dawned on me—today is the day Yi Luo is to be married into the palace!

She completely forgot! She almost left Yi Luo alone in her room...

Xuan Ye suppressed the agitation in his heart, a barely perceptible hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes. He pursed his lips, stood up, and said, "Your Majesty... if you have something to attend to, please go ahead..."

Jiang Qingyan tilted her head and stared at his face for a long time. Was Xuan Ye really that sensible?

Having come this far, is he really willing to give up like this?

What kind of person is he exactly?

Jiang Qingyan loudly replied to Eunuch Wang outside the door, "I will have dinner with the Empress. You can let Consort Yi eat her meal properly, then wash up and wait for me to come over."

Then he asked Xuan Ye, "Do you want a formal title?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ye's eyes lit up instantly, and he said without hesitation, "I want it!"

Today was the brightest moment of his life. He never imagined that he would one day have a formal title!

Jiang Qingyan curled her lips and said casually, "In a little while, I will have Eunuch Wang take you to choose a bedroom. The imperial decree of investiture will be sent over tomorrow. From now on, you can settle down in this harem."

Xuan Ye nodded gently, the smile in his eyes impossible to hide, "Okay... Husband..."

That's what the Emperor's other men call him. Now that he has a formal title, he can be called that too, right?

Jiang Qingyan walked up to him, pinched his chin, and gently kissed his lips: "So good~"

When they returned to Chaoyang Palace, the food on the table was already prepared, but Liang Cheng did not leave.

Jiang Qingyan pointed to the seat next to her and said softly, "Tonight, only the Empress and I will be dining together. It's very spacious. Please sit down and eat with us."

Liang Cheng glanced at Mo Ting, who was picking up food with his head down, and seeing that he did not have any displeasure, he sat down next to Jiang Qingyan with peace of mind.

Seeing that Liang Cheng hesitated to eat, Jiang Qingyan picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in his bowl, saying, "You want to ask me why I didn't just kill Chenlun, right?"

Liang Cheng clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and tried to appear less anxious. "Your Majesty... probably has other plans..."

Jiang Qingyan put down her chopsticks and looked at Liang Cheng seriously, saying, "Don't worry, I will make Shenlun pay for your brother's life. But killing him like this is too easy. How about I let you do it yourself after I've had my fun?"

Liang Cheng stared at Jiang Qingyan's face, momentarily lost in thought.

He originally thought that the emperor hadn't killed him because Shenlun was Shenyuan's senior brother.

It's his petty mind that's causing the problem...

Besides, even if he was anxious for Shenlun to die, he shouldn't have questioned the emperor.

He overstepped his bounds…

Jiang Qingyan raised her hand and gently touched Liang Cheng's head, whispering in his ear, "Do you believe in me?"

Liang Cheng nodded and murmured, "Of course I believe in the Emperor... The Emperor never lets anyone down..."

Upon hearing this answer, Jiang Qingyan smiled with satisfaction, picked up the chopsticks from Liang Cheng's table, and handed them to him.

Liang Cheng stopped hesitating, took the chopsticks, picked up a rib from the bowl, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

This was given to him by the Emperor; it's the best-tasting pork ribs in the world…

Seeing that he was no longer awkward, Jiang Qingyan slowly said, "By the way, Liang Cheng, after dinner, bring over the ring that I left with you before, and also have a few more rings engraved."

Upon hearing this, Liang Cheng patted his chest, took out a box of rings from his pocket, and handed it to Jiang Qingyan.

He chuckled and said, "The Emperor's harem is full, and I have already carved many in my spare time, which I always carry with me."

Jiang Qingyan stared at the box full of glittering gold rings and couldn't help but give Liang Cheng a thumbs up. "Liang Cheng, you're awesome!"

After Liang Cheng left, Mo Ting immediately pulled Jiang Qingyan into his arms and carefully examined every part of her body.

Mo Ting asked with concern in her eyes, "Husband, are you really not injured anywhere?"

Jiang Qingyan shook her head. "Don't worry, I'm really not hurt."

Actually, she had several cuts on her body from the thatch, but she secretly applied Zhenyu powder at night, and those were all minor injuries that healed quickly.

After confirming that Jiang Qingyan had no wounds, Mo Ting glanced at the box of rings, then looked down at the one on his ring finger, which seemed somewhat different.

Mo Ting asked in confusion, "Husband, none of the rings in the box are as big as the ones on my hand."

Jiang Qingyan gently kissed his lips and said softly, "You are my only queen, of course you are different from others, and I have only proposed to you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ting's eyes trembled slightly. He hadn't realized he held such a special place in his husband's heart…

Meanwhile, inside the Yunhua Palace, Yi Luo, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, sat on the bed, anxiously peering out the door.

He has already taken two showers, why hasn't his husband come yet?

Just as he was about to send someone to Chaoyang Palace to urge them, Jiang Qingyan strode in.

Yi Luo's furrowed brows instantly relaxed. He quickly got up, ran over, and took Jiang Qingyan's arm, saying in a coquettish tone, "Husband... why are you so late... I was getting impatient waiting for you..."

Jiang Qingyan looked Yi Luo up and down, her eyes filled with amazement. Yi Luo looked so good in red!

Stunning yet sophisticated…

After closing the door tightly, Yi Luo couldn't wait to pick up Jiang Qingyan and place her on the bed.

Just as Jiang Qingyan was about to kiss him, Yi Luo ran behind the screen and seemed to be fiddling with something.

A moment later, a red veil slowly came into view. Jiang Qingyan turned to the side, propped her head up with one hand, and looked at Yi Luo with great interest.

Yi Luo, with a red hand drum slung across her waist, danced gracefully in front of the bed, occasionally tapping out a rhythm.

Her stunning figure was subtly revealed beneath the red tulle dress, captivating Jiang Qingyan so much that she didn't want to blink.

After the dance ended, Yi Luo took off her hand drum and placed it aside, then slowly walked over and sat down next to Jiang Qingyan.

He said confidently, "Husband, how is it? Isn't it better than those male prostitutes at Qingfeng Pavilion?"

Jiang Qingyan casually picked up a corner of the red gauze and couldn't help but swallow hard. "How can those ordinary beauties compare to you?"

She couldn't wait to pull Yiluo onto the bed and kiss her.

Suddenly remembering something, Yi Luo quickly sat up and carefully searched under her pillow...