Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 723 Phoenix Returns to Its Nest (9)

Zhao Yuanxin: "Your Majesty, do you have a favorite prince? I can relinquish my position as Empress, but I beg you not to send him to the inner palace."

Xiong Bufan: "Why?"

"Your Majesty, most abandoned concubines do not have a good ending."

Xiong Bufan: "Oh, so what exactly do you want me to do?"

Zhao Yuanxin concluded that the emperor before him had been replaced, and he had gotten all the answers from these few words.

"Will His Majesty do whatever I want him to do?"

"No, I was just asking out of curiosity."

Zhao Yuanxin fell silent. He shouldn't have asked. He wouldn't care about this mess anymore. When he got back, he would request to be sent to the Cold Palace and never care about the affairs of the harem again.

Xiong Bufan now began his relentless pursuit, asking, "What talents do you think the people in the harem possess?"

Or is it for some other purpose?

The duties of imperial concubines were to please the emperor and ensure the continuation of the imperial line, otherwise what other purpose could they serve? They were probably also there to seek benefits for their maternal families.

"I don't know."

"waste."

Zhao Yuanxin remained silent, like a completely different emperor, just as difficult to get along with, lacking any regal dignity.

Xiong Bufan felt she had nothing to say to these people, so she waved them away. It was better for troublemakers to stay away from her, lest they spoil her good mood.

As for how to deal with the women in the harem, Xiong Bufan really hadn't figured it out yet; he couldn't just stuff them all into the Nanfeng Tower.

To stuff all his concubines into the Nanfeng Tower is the act of a tyrant, and it is also immoral. Xiong Bufan still wants to be a wise ruler.

Xiong Bufan sat in the main seat, lost in thought.

When Wang Shijun heard that the Empress had gone to Xiong Bufan's palace and left in a disheveled state, he smiled elegantly, knowing that he was indeed different in His Majesty's heart.

Romance System: "Why haven't you gone to see your emperor yet? Don't you want your emperor to come back?"

"Haste makes waste. If His Majesty doesn't want to come to the inner palace, what can I do?"

The romance system remained silent for a moment before resorting to its trump card, saying after a brief pause, "Don't you want the original emperor to return? The current emperor is leading the Phoenix Dynasty to its demise."

If you can save the emperor, she will be very grateful to you.

Upon hearing this, Wang Shijun's expression shifted slightly. "What should I do?"

"You must make the emperor fall in love with you, and I will naturally find a way to handle the rest."

Wang Shijun nodded, "Okay, but you have to help me." He was willing to do anything for the emperor.

The romance system was delighted to see that Wang Shijun was easy to fool and kept circling around him.

Xiong Bufan made a rare visit to the inner palace, but instead of entering any palace, he wandered around.

The harem is not a single palace, but a complex of palaces where Feng Shu'an's men and servants live, waiting for her favor.

Xiong Bufan wondered if he could rent out these houses or ask the concubines for rent.

When we arrived at the Imperial Garden, although it was already dark, there were lights everywhere, and we could walk around in the dim light.

Although Feng Shu'an was not good to the common people, he was quite good to those in the palace and the court, and tried his best to provide them with a good life.

Suddenly, a pink figure appeared ahead, dancing gracefully in the Imperial Garden. Her pink gauze dress, as thin as a cicada's wing, seemed about to fall off with the slightest movement.

Around the handsome man were some green fireflies, which flew around with the dancer.

Xiong Bufan was momentarily stunned, and the palace servants behind him unconsciously retreated a large portion of the way.

The palace servant cautiously approached Xiong Bufan and whispered, "Your Majesty,"

While dancing, Wang Shijun kept observing Xiong Bufan's expression. He refused to believe that he couldn't win over the emperor. This was a dance he had practiced for a long time, and with this atmosphere, it would be difficult for the emperor not to be moved.

Xiong Bufan never said anything to stop her; he just watched quietly as she tried to turn waste into treasure and find a new way to get rich.

Honestly, it would be a shame not to use her beauty to seduce someone so beautiful.

The palace maids followed along, and they didn't go anywhere without the emperor's order.

After Wang Shijun finished her dance, she was covered in a light sheen of sweat. She then took small, quick steps and approached Xiong Bufan, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, I was unaware of your presence. I have disturbed you."

Xiong Bufan reached out and helped him up. "It's alright, you jumped very well. I'll arrange a good place for you."

Wang Shijun, thinking he was about to be promoted, looked at Xiong Bufan with deep affection and said tenderly, "Your Majesty~,"

"My beloved concubine~"

As Wang Shijun approached Xiong Bufan, intending to throw himself into Xiong Bufan's arms, Xiong Bufan grabbed a spot near Wang Shijun's head and dodged Wang Shijun's attempt to embrace him.

Wang Shijun stumbled and almost fell, then looked at Xiong Bufan with a hurt expression.

After catching the ball of light, Xiong Bufan immediately put it into his spatial storage.

She always smelled a strong scent of rouge and face powder, but she didn't expect to find the source so quickly.

The romance system only felt a flash of white light and found itself in an unfamiliar place, whereupon a ferocious black cat rushed towards it.

Xiong Bufan felt that catching the ball of light was too easy and somewhat unbelievable, and he was still looking at his hand.

Wang Shijun: "Your Majesty, do you not like me?"

"I like the food you make."

Wang Shijun wept bitterly. He had already learned the manners of those in the brothels, so why did His Majesty still not like it? What was it that His Majesty actually liked?

Kongkong didn't have time to advise Xiong Bufan to cherish women; at this moment, he was ruthlessly wielding his iron claws against the love system.

Xiong Bufan: "Do you have food in your palace? I'll come with you."

"His Majesty?"

"Are you coming or not? If you're not coming, I'm going to find the imperial kitchen."

Wang Shijun knew that Xiong Bufan was trying to save face for him, so he quickly led the way.

Bringing the emperor back to his palace is better than dancing all night and returning empty-handed; at least he won't be laughed at.

If those scumbags knew that I had spent the whole night working and came back empty-handed, they would laugh at me to death.

Xiong Bufan essentially stayed overnight at Wang Shijun's Tingfeng Palace, even though he just sat in the small kitchen eating non-stop and then did nothing but lie down and sleep in Wang Shijun's bedroom.

Looking at Xiong Bufan's profile, Wang Shijun felt a sense of satisfaction, but he still wanted the previous emperor to return.

"The true God? The true God? Are you still there?"

There was no sound around, and the talkative god was nowhere to be seen.

Wang Shijun was a little nervous. Could it be that the true god found him useless and abandoned him? He would not allow such a thing to happen.

"God, God!"

"True God~"

Xiong Bufan had finally fallen asleep, but was woken up again. He said without any mercy, "Stop shouting. That's a demon, not a true god."

"I'm the god, you idiot, go to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Wang Junshi scrambled to the ground and knelt down to await Xiong Bufan's punishment.