Chapter 8 Determination

Early the next morning, Yinti woke up early. A night of intense battle did not make him feel tired. On the contrary, he was full of energy and in a great mood. Opening his eyes, he looked at Wanxi, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. Yinti's eyes softened, but there was also a hint of pride.

With one hand holding Wanxi and the other slowly sliding down her arm to her hand, Yinti admired her beautiful hand. Her fingers were slender, her skin fair and tender, and her nails had a healthy pink hue. It felt as if they were soft and plump, giving off an irresistible feeling of tenderness.

Sensing the restlessness of the woman in his arms, Wanxi moved her body uneasily, her small face nestled in his embrace, showing a hint of dependence, yet she slept so sweetly that it made one feel a little jealous. In an instant, his large palm rested on her delicate face, disturbing her sweet dreams.

Feeling an itch on her face, Wanxi tried to avoid it but couldn't. She furrowed her brows and fluttered her long, curly eyelashes, opening her watery eyes to meet Yinti's focused gaze. Wanxi was taken aback for a moment, and the memories of last night rushed into her mind. In a moment, her face blushed, and she felt like burying herself under the blanket.

"Awake?" Yinti's eyes flashed with a teasing question.

"Yes," Wanxi shrunk into the blanket, her big eyes peeking out, looking delicate and shy, evoking a sense of pity. "Do you want to get up, my lord? Let me help you get up."

Yinti, holding her arm slightly, pulled her into his embrace, pinching her small face with his big palm, and said with a smile, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

"But..." Wanxi squinted her eyes, feeling sore and weak in her limbs.

"If I say sleep, then sleep," Yinti scolded her, seeing her bright eyes staring at him, feeling a little guilty. After all, he was the one disturbing her sleep, and now he was the one asking her to sleep. It didn't seem fair, so he could only cover her eyes with his hand in the end.

Wanxi's vision darkened, and even if she didn't want to sleep, she had to. But this man's hand kept acting up, pinching her face one moment and her hand the next, making it impossible for her to sleep. After enduring for a while, feeling like he was playing too much, she couldn't help but pull down his hand covering her eyes, and said angrily, "You ask me to sleep but keep disturbing me. How can I sleep like this!"

Yinti was slightly stunned, but then the curve of his lips deepened, feeling it was the first time a woman had scolded him, which was quite a novel experience.

In fact, since he saw Wanxi in the imperial garden, he had no interest in other court ladies. If it weren't for the timing, he would have wanted her to enter the palace without a second thought. Later, when he saw her again in the Yikun Palace, he felt a little sorry for her, as he had always been very stingy with his favor.

Yinti didn't have any particular preference for women, as long as they looked pleasing to the eye. Whether it was Dong E, the legitimate Fucha Empress granted by Kangxi, or the concubines granted by Yifei, such as Zhu and Zhou, he did as he pleased. But Wanxi, from the moment he first saw her until she became his, he didn't just think about it, but also put in a lot of effort.

For Wanxi, Yinti could be said to have expectations, not just for her beauty, but also for the effort he put in. Initially, he thought she was a gentle and lovely woman, but now she seemed more like a wild little cat.

"Alright, I won't disturb you," Yinti chuckled lightly, not wanting to pursue her momentary outburst.

Wanxi saw him like this, not clear about his intentions, but could feel his good mood. Since the imperial decree was issued, she knew she had to rely on her good impression to get by, and now it seemed to be working. As for her anger just now, it was more of a test of his limits.

Having lived too repressed in her previous life, she felt like she had been released from some kind of restraint after being reborn, and she didn't want to suffer any grievances. She always wanted to show her claws and punish those scheming villains, but now she was too tired... She would deal with everything after she woke up!

Yinti gazed at Wanxi, feeling pity for her peaceful breathing. He felt a little guilty for being too demanding last night, knowing that it was her first night. However, he knew that even if given another chance, he would still put in the effort to have her by his side.

Embracing Wanxi, the faint fragrance unique to her lingered in his breath. Although he didn't know what scent it was, it gave a refreshing feeling. Before long, he felt drowsy and fell asleep again.

"My lord... My lord... It's time to get up..." Lin Chujiu raised her hand and gently knocked on the door, calling softly.

Yinti shook slightly, slowly opening his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Wanxi's calm and gentle face. Yinti felt sorry for her, but according to the rules, Wanxi had to serve Dong E with tea today.

"Tsk!" Yinti impatiently exclaimed, but had to wake Wanxi up.

Wanxi, who was awakened from her sleep, looked at Yinti in a daze, still in a state of confusion. "My lord..."

Seeing Wanxi's bewildered expression, Yinti felt pity and gently patted her small face, instructing, "Come in!"

"Yes, my lord."

The door was pushed open, and Lin Chujiu led a group of servants in. Gao Mama and Ting Zhu were walking in front with a unfamiliar Mama, while eunuchs and palace maids carried toiletries behind them.

As soon as Yintong and Wanxi were seen, everyone respectfully bowed. After Yintong responded, the others stood up and went about their duties.

Lin Chujiu skillfully took the clothes from the small eunuch behind him and helped Yintong put them on. Wanxi glanced over and thought that it wouldn't be beneficial to force her way over in her current situation, so she went behind the screen with the help of Gao Mama and Ting Zhu to wash and change.

After the two masters were almost finished, the unfamiliar Mama walked to the joyous bed and took out a bright red handkerchief from under the sheets, then congratulated Yintong and Wanxi. Wanxi blushed, forgetting about this part. In a moment, she looked at Gao Mama, indicating that she should reward the unfamiliar Mama and the servants in front of her.

As a newcomer, Wanxi was determined not to be wronged, but not being wronged didn't mean she was foolish. She wouldn't be stingy or soft when it came to those she needed to win over or discipline.

Wanxi made up her mind and her gaze became firm again. She then had Gao Mama and Ting Zhu dress her up, determined to make herself look charming and dazzling.

After all, today was the day to serve tea to the main consort. How could she not give it her all?

Dong Eshi, who appeared generous on the surface, liked to pretend to be virtuous while suppressing the concubines. Wanxi would make her seethe with anger but be unable to do anything about it.

A woman's struggle is a battlefield without gunpowder. Once the battle begins, it's either you perish or I do.

In this life, Wanxi appeared before Dong Eshi with the status bestowed upon her by the emperor. She was no longer the servant who could be manipulated as she was in her past life.

So what if Dong Eshi was the main consort?

How many main consorts are there who have been suppressed by favored concubines and can't hold their heads up high?