Wei Yundai gently opened the curtain of the carriage window, poking out her small head, her face filled with nervousness and fear, as if Long Yue didn’t agree with her, it would be unforgivable!

Long Yue disliked her pretentiousness and her innocent act, but she didn’t respond harshly, simply saying gently, "Sister, what are you saying? Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, as long as one knows to correct them. You are still young, and I won’t hold it against you."

This statement seemed flawless?

But in reality, it completely blocked her path forward.

Young, ignorant, prone to mistakes!

With these three labels, Wei Yundai wanted to enter the palace? It would be difficult, especially for a young woman unfamiliar with etiquette. What if she inadvertently enraged the Emperor?

Such a situation would yield no benefits, and could even result in a scandal.

Wei Yundai’s expression suddenly changed, glaring angrily at Long Yue. She had already approached her humbly, seeking reconciliation, yet Long Yue wouldn’t spare her!

"Thank you for your guidance, sister!"

Wei Yundai gritted her teeth, spoke bitterly, and then left.

Long Yue remained expressionless.

Whether Wei Yundai entered the palace or not was none of her concern, nor was it in her control.

Li Qingmu had selected her as a concubine, and that number was undoubtedly insufficient. The Princess would certainly arrange for other concubines for him, so having one more Wei Yundai wouldn’t matter, nor would one less.

"Miss, did you know? Those few days, I was worried to death, fearing that once you left, you would... Oh, no, no, this talk is inauspicious!"

Yu Zhu quickly spat a few times, feeling embarrassed and concerned for saying the wrong thing.

Would Miss be angry?

Long Yue found no reason to be angry over such a trivial matter, she casually glanced at Yu Zhu, saying, "You mustn’t call me Miss anymore."

Yu Zhu first froze, then had an epiphany: "I understand. From now on, you will be Lady Ming Fei, haha, a concubine of the Emperor!"

She cheered, and after speaking, she knelt down with respect, "Servant pays respects to Lady Ming Fei, blessings to you!"

This Yu Zhu was very clever, yet unfortunately opportunistic and unfit for crucial roles.

Long Yue gave her this evaluation in her heart, knowing Yu Zhu would surely be perturbed, as the evaluation was too true.

She just liked opportunistic people!

She hoped Long Yue would win the favor of the Emperor and become his woman, and as a close-serving maid, wouldn’t she receive favors first by proximity?

If someday Lady Ming Fei were unwell, would she not then...

The thought of climbing onto the Dragon Bed by leveraging Ming Fei’s position made Yu Zhu’s mood extraordinarily elated!

Being the Emperor’s woman... What an honor that would be?

Just thinking about it was exciting!

Long Yue gazed coolly at the prostrate Yu Zhu, waiting for a while before saying slowly, "Get up, there’s no need for such a grand gesture. No matter what, you’ve been with me from the start; when I ascend, you will not be short of rewards!"

Long Yue’s words were sincerely spoken.

Those who followed her with genuine sincerity wouldn’t be vindicated, like you’er, for whom she willingly risked her reputation to ensure he wouldn’t be seized.

Speaking of you’er...

Long Yue glanced outside, where on the carriage board, you’er and A yao were having an enjoyable conversation.

The two took turns driving the carriage, ensuring they didn’t tire, but instead making it faster, quickly catching up with and overtaking many other carriages.

The carriages moved back and forth, mostly with regulations; the Emperor’s chariot must be at the front, followed by the concubines, the important ministers, ministers, and then their families.

Long Yue had not yet been officially conferred as a concubine. After all, this wasn’t the Imperial Palace where such a ceremony could be held.

Her situation would most probably be as an Imperial Concubine, which wouldn’t allow for carelessness.

Despite not having the title of Imperial Concubine, she already wielded real power equivalent to one; just look at how the carriages gave her way as hers approached.

Further ahead was her father Duke Wei Wei Yan’s carriage.

Upon seeing Long Yue approach, Wei Yan quickly lifted the curtain, saying, "Yan’er, when we return to Capital City, I have some words to discuss with you."

Words, what words?

It was nothing but to ask her to let go of past grievances, to not harbor hatred, and educate her sister well, bringing her into the palace and obtaining the Emperor’s favor.

How absurd was that, to share her man with a sister who was not close and repeatedly ridiculed and mocked her?

No, not possible!

Long Yue was indeed small-minded; anyone who dared covet her man would certainly learn the meaning of misfortune!

Understanding this, Long Yue’s lips curled into a mocking smile, responding lightly, "Father needn’t worry, I will personally come to you afterward!"

"Good, good, no worries, no hurry!"

Wei Yan was indeed anxious internally; the Emperor intended to gather a large harem, and the women in it would pile up into mountains, obstructing Dai’er from seeing the Emperor, no less obtaining favor.

Thus, he must quickly send Wei Yundai into the palace.

For this, he needed Long Yue’s assistance.

Since Long Yue agreed to meet him, Wei Yan wouldn’t be foolish enough to urge her, only bowing in farewell.

After this, the return path to the palace went smoothly with hardly any issues.

Two days later, Da Liang Palace loomed in the distance.

However, even then, Li Qingmu had yet to show signs of speaking, which worried Rong Si tremendously.

Rong Si rushed to Li Qingmu’s room, seeing him as usual going through reports, feeling inexplicably agitated, then turning to summon the chief of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

"What’s the matter with Your Majesty’s throat? Why so many days have passed, yet there’s no improvement? You all confidently claimed earlier that it would be cured in just three or five days, but now? It’s been ten whole days!"

The last sentence was almost shouted by Rong Si, scaring the ministers present with their hearts palpitating, privately wondering who might be punished next?

"Your Highness Princess, forgive this old servant for a word."

A high-ranking and esteemed minister stepped forward, saying, "Princess, there’s a saying, ’A heart ailment needs heart medicine,’ and the old servant feels that perhaps His Majesty has a heart ailment. How about letting Lady Ming Fei serve him for several days? Maybe then His Majesty’s illness will improve?"

Rong Si looked icily at him: "Heart ailment? Quack, a real quack! How could His Majesty have a heart ailment? If so, why has he been so quiet these days, without even a glance at Ming Fei?"

He hasn’t thought of that woman at all!

One wonders where this group got their confidence from?

But they were heading back to the palace soon, Li Qingmu’s throat was a big issue and needed addressing.

So... let’s try something desperate!

"Have Ming Fei come and serve His Majesty tonight! No, let her serve him for the upcoming period!"

The palace maid responsible for conveying the message was stunned for a moment, then felt enviously jealous and bitter.

The upcoming period, how long would that be?

Spending all day with His Majesty, the feeling would be incredibly good!

Soon, Long Yue received this news on her end, she chuckled softly, completely aware of the games the man played.

Whether he truly lost his voice, others might be confused, but within her heart, it was crystal clear; that man wasn’t easygoing and if not cautious, would fall into his trap.

But truth be told, she hadn’t seen him for quite a while, which made her miss him immensely.

Thus, Long Yue came to the entrance of Li Qingmu’s room, where several palace maids and eunuchs knelt and paid respects.

"Blessings to Lady Ming Fei!"