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Chapter 342: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 26

As he spoke, he turned to Su Peisheng and ordered loudly: "Pass on my decree. Wen Yuan of the Guarjia clan is gentle, virtuous, dignified and beautiful. She has won my heart. I will promote her to the rank of Imperial Concubine. The ceremony of conferring the title will be held today!"

When these words came out, everyone in the palace was shocked. The queen's face turned pale, as if she had been struck by lightning. She never thought that Yinzhen would disregard the ancestral rules for Wen Yuan!

The queen's eyes widened in disbelief, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with her ears. Imperial Concubine?! The Emperor actually wanted to make Wen Yuan an Imperial Concubine?! This was simply ridiculous!

She had only been in the palace for a few months and had made no achievements. How could she take on such an important task?

"Your Majesty, you absolutely cannot do this! The position of Imperial Concubine is of great importance. Sister Wen Yuan has little experience, how can she..."

"Queen!" Yinzhen interrupted her impatiently, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"I have made up my mind. There is no need to discuss this matter further!"

As he spoke, he gently pulled Wen Yuan by her side and gazed at her lovingly: "Yuan'er, I said I would give you the best."

Wen Yuan was proud in her heart, but pretended to be flattered on the surface, lowering her head shyly: "Your Majesty, your concubine, your concubine..."

"Okay, no need to say more." Yinzhen scratched her nose lovingly.

Su Peisheng lowered his head, holding up an expensive dress in his hands. The dress was woven with bright red and gold threads, and embroidered with auspicious clouds and cranes. The hem of the dress was decorated with pearls and gems. It sparkled and dazzled the eyes when he walked.

Su Peisheng caught a glimpse of the Queen's gloomy face from the corner of his eye, and secretly groaned in his heart, hoping that this new imperial concubine would not cause any more trouble.

Wen Yuan didn't care about Su Peisheng's anxiety. She snatched the extremely luxurious wedding dress. The bright red silk flowed from her hands, shining brightly in the sun.

“It’s really good stuff!

"Wen Yuan exclaimed, her eyes full of joy. She turned to look at Yinzhen and said in a tender voice, "Your Majesty, do you think it looks good on me?"

Yinzhen already loved Wen Yuan's charming appearance at the moment, and seeing her so happy, he was even happier. He said softly, "Yuan'er looks good in anything she wears."

As he spoke, he took the auspicious dress himself and pretended to change it for Wen Yuan.

Yinzhen glanced coldly at the kneeling woman and waved his hand impatiently: "Queen, you should go back to Jingren Palace first."

The queen trembled again when she heard this, but she dared not say anything more: "I obey your order."

After saying this, he staggered out of Yongshou Palace with the help of the palace maids.

Watching the queen's departing back, Wen Yuan sneered inwardly, thinking, "Want to fight with me? You're still too young!"

Yinzhen gently held Wen Yuan's hand, as if he was holding a rare treasure. His fingertips gently stroked her fair skin, and a strange electric current spread from his fingertips throughout his body, causing ripples in his originally calm heart.

Wen Yuan lowered her head shyly and let him do what he wanted, but she was secretly proud in her heart: This is the emperor, and he has three thousand beauties in his harem, and now they are all bowing down to me, aren't they?

"Yuan'er, you are so beautiful." Yinzhen looked at the person in front of him, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart.

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan called out tenderly, her voice soft and charming.

She naturally noticed Yinzhen's distraction and was secretly proud of herself, thinking that the emperor had been completely bewitched by her!

Yinzhen came back to his senses, gently scratched Wenyuan's nose, and said softly: "I'll help you change your clothes."

As he spoke, he picked up the luxurious wedding dress and put it on her carefully.

Wen Yuan raised her hands and let Yinzhen play with her. The bright red silk slipped off her body, revealing her fair shoulders and delicate collarbones. Yinzhen's eyes fell on her jade-like skin, and his breathing could not help but stagnate, and his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.

"Yuan'er, you smell so good." Yinzhen couldn't help but lower his head and sniff her shoulder gently.

"Your Majesty~" Wen Yuan said coquettishly, dodging slightly backwards, but with a hint of pride on her face that was difficult to conceal.

Yinzhen was aroused by her attitude of wanting to refuse but also wanting to welcome. He hugged Wen Yuan into his arms and kissed her beautiful red lips. Wen Yuan was stunned at first, then responded to his kiss passionately, holding his neck tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to melt into his body.

The candlelight in the hall flickered, illuminating the two intertwined figures. An ambiguous atmosphere spread in the air, and time seemed to stand still, leaving only the rapid breathing and heartbeats of each other.

"Your Majesty..." After an unknown amount of time, Wen Yuan pushed Yinzhen away, panting, her eyes full of seduction.

"Your Majesty, it's not the right time yet... The enthronement ceremony hasn't started yet, and the Empress is still waiting in Jingren Palace."

Wen Yuan's words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the raging desire in Yinzhen's heart.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm his agitated emotions, and reluctantly let go of the lovely girl in his arms.

"Yuan'er is right. I was just too impatient."

Yinzhen gently stroked Wen Yuan's cheek and said softly, "How could I forget that today is Yuan'er's big day? After the canonization ceremony, I will come back to love you well."

Wen Yuan lowered her head shyly, but a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Among the women in the harem, which one of them didn't try to climb onto the dragon bed? But the old emperor just had a special liking for her. How could this feeling be described with just one word: "cool"!

"Your Majesty, you are so kind to me." Wen Yuan's voice was so tender that Yinzhen's bones were softened.

"My Yuan'er deserves the best in this world." Yinzhen said, taking out a golden hairpin from his sleeve. It was inlaid with rubies and shone brightly in the candlelight.

"I ordered someone to make this for you. Do you like it?"

Wen Yuan took the hairpin and played with it lovingly, saying, "Your Majesty, you have been very good to me. You must not spend money like this again in the future."

"For you, I am willing to spend any amount of money." Yinzhen looked at Wen Yuan lovingly, his eyes full of tenderness.

He had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Wen Yuan, as if they had known each other in their previous lives. Her voice, smile, and every frown and smile were deeply imprinted in his mind, making him unable to extricate himself.

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan called out tenderly, leaning her body softly in Yinzhen's arms.

Yinzhen's heart was moved and he hugged her tightly in his arms again.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. We should go to Jingren Palace." Wen Yuan gently pushed Yinzhen away and reminded him.

Inside Jingren Palace, the Queen had been waiting for a long time.

Yixiu sat upright on the phoenix chair, her face calm, but she couldn't hide the gloom in her eyes.

Yinzhen walked into the hall holding Wenyuan's hand and said loudly: "Empress, I have brought the imperial concubine to pay my respects to you."