Quick Transmigration: The Rise of a Favored Concubine

Chapter 130 The Deeply Affectionate and Obsessive Emperor and His Beloved Concubine 7

As dawn broke, Chu Yue waited respectfully outside Xiao's mother's room.

Last night, Xiao's mother was not plagued by nightmares and slept well. She only woke up when the sun rose.

Chu Yue gently entered the room and helped Xiao's mother to her feet: "Mother, did you sleep well last night?"

Xiao's mother was a Buddhist, and whether it was because of the calming talisman Chu Yue had requested or something else, she slept well last night.

But she already had a slight belief that it was because of the calming talisman, so when she answered, she didn't speak as harshly as before: "I feel a little better."

"Then I can rest assured, Mother is well, and the General will be at ease too," Chu Yue said, still shaken.

"Hmm." Mother Xiao did not want to say more.

Chu Yue didn't speak again. Of course, it was Linglingyi who secretly orchestrated things. Whether or not they slept together was up to her.

When Xiao Yan came over for breakfast, her expression turned sour as soon as she saw Chu Yue.

"Grandmother, Yan'er doesn't want to see her," Xiao Yan said, tugging at her mother's sleeve.

Mother Xiao patted her head affectionately: "Yan'er, don't be silly, eat your meal first."

Xiao Yan's expression darkened further. She hadn't expected that her grandmother's opinion would change so quickly, becoming somewhat biased towards Chu Yue, after only one night.

"Yan'er, what happened to your face? It looks like you have a rash." Chu Yue asked worriedly.

Xiao Yan suddenly covered her face, not knowing what was wrong, the rash was getting worse and worse, and there was some slight pain and itching.

"None of your business!" Xiao Yan roared back. A woman's appearance is important, and another reason she disliked Chu Yue was that she was too beautiful. As a woman herself, she was naturally prone to jealousy.

Chu Yue said nothing more, resigned to her fate of being disfigured.

All day long, Chu Yue served Xiao's mother with all her heart. Xiao's mother was well taken care of and, unusually, did not lose her temper.

When Xiao Yu returned from outside at dinner time, the mansion was not as noisy as it had been in the past few days.

"The general is back. Dinner is ready. You can eat now." Chu Yue considerately stepped forward and took the outer robe from his hands.

Xiao Yu didn't say a word, washed his hands, and went to the table, where his mother was already sitting.

"Mother, how are you today?" Xiao Yu asked in a low voice.

"Fortunately, I slept soundly last night. I suppose..." Mother Xiao paused, "it was because her calming talisman worked."

Xiao Yu hummed in agreement and served some food to his mother.

Chu Yue served soup to Xiao's mother, and after seeing her accept it, she served Xiao Yu a bowl: "General..."

Xiao Yu glanced at her and reached out to take it.

"General, would you like to go back to your room to rest tonight?" Chu Yue asked softly, then lowered her head.

Xiao Yu paused for a moment: "I have something to do tonight, so I won't be going back."

Chu Yue replied somewhat disappointedly, "I understand."

Xiao Yan was furious. As soon as she returned, she tried to seduce her father. Her father only had eyes for her mother. This woman would never have a chance.

Seeing that her grandmother and father's attitude towards Chu Yue had softened, Xiao Yan became increasingly panicked.

Meanwhile, the emperor returned to the palace, and he kept dreaming about that woman, which disturbed him day and night.

The emperor's temper was becoming increasingly volatile. What was wrong with him?

Is he inherently wicked, with a filthy heart, coveting another man's wife?

No, he can't do this...

The emperor had no choice but to exhaust himself with even more tasks every day, personally handling even the smallest matters.

Xiao Quanzi was completely bewildered. What was wrong with His Majesty?

Why does my increasingly irritable temper seem like I'm using other things to numb myself?

"Your Majesty... I can handle the tea-pouring, you can rest." Xiao Quanzi had nothing to do, so he didn't even need to pour the tea.

Does he have nothing better to do?

The emperor remained silent, his expression never softening. Whenever he stopped, all he could think about was that incredibly stupid woman.

"Crack!" With a forceful slam, the emperor shattered the teacup.

Xiao Quanzi knelt down in a panic. His Majesty is getting angrier and angrier. He wasn't like this before. What's wrong?

"Your Majesty, what has happened? May I hear from you?"

After speaking in a panic, Xiao Quanzi closed his eyes, waiting for the emperor to become angry.

Since His Majesty had no concubines to confide in, he could only talk to him.

Yes, my lady, is His Majesty so distressed because he doesn't have any concubines yet?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... how about we hold a selection of candidates?" Xiao Quanzi immediately said excitedly, forgetting his fear for a moment.

The emperor paused, somewhat frozen. A selection of concubines?

Will things get better after the talent show?

Once he has concubines, he won't think about her anymore.

"You...go and make the arrangements," the emperor said wearily.

Xiao Quanzi immediately perked up; he was sure he would handle it perfectly, and the palace would be busy.

The commotion here really worried Linglingyi. It hurriedly reported to Chuyue, "Yueyue, the emperor is going to hold a selection of concubines!"

How much favorability do you have?

"Ten percent..."

"Not bad, that's 10%." After all, the emperor found out about this unintentionally, so this is quite good.

"What should we do, Yueyue?" Linglingyi said anxiously.

Chu Yue: "Take your time."

"..."

After two nights of restful sleep, Xiao's mother's attitude towards Chu Yue improved, and she stopped making things difficult for her.

Xiao Yu was no longer so indifferent. During the meal, he said, "I'm going back to my room to rest tonight."

"General, really? You mean you're willing to let me stay?" Chu Yue's eyes welled up with tears of joy as she looked at Xiao Yu with tender affection.

Xiao's mother didn't say anything; her son was at an age where he needed a woman too.

It seems that Haitang in heaven doesn't blame them. Chuyue served them quite well, so it's fine for her to stay.

"Hmm." Xiao Yu looked at her beautiful face and felt a restless stirring in his heart, as if a feather had gently brushed against it.

"Thank you, General. I will take good care of my mother, serve you, and manage this household." Chu Yue choked up a little as she looked at Xiao Yu with gratitude.

"Hmm," Xiao Yu said in a deep voice.

Xiao Yan couldn't eat and felt very uncomfortable. Was she going to take her mother's place?

Is Father going to forget Mother?

No, that can't be. The general's wife can only be her mother!

After dinner, Xiao Yu returned to the main room. Chu Yue helped him change. As he was taking off his outer robe, she smiled slyly to herself and silently counted, three, two…

"General, General, something terrible has happened! The young lady has fainted!" A frantic voice rang out from outside.

Chu Yue subtly curled her lips into a smile, then looked up with concern and said, "General, please go and see what's wrong with Yan'er?"

Xiao Yu put his clothes back on and walked out without saying a word.

Chu Yue walked into the inner room with disgust, rubbing her hands together fiercely. Who gave him the nerve to go back to his room? Who did he disgust?

So how could we let him come back and cause trouble? Xiao Yan's face was getting worse and worse; she must have fainted from a fever now.

Chu Yue ignored her and went to sleep.