Rebirth of the Ninth Princess

At one end of the chaise lounge was a slightly lower side table for placing fruits and snacks.

He would usually recline here, reading, thinking, and occasionally picking a grape from the fruit bowl or spearing a piece of cut fruit with a toothpick.

Although the room was not ostentatiously decorated, it radiated a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Ascending the steps and lifting the silver-black drapes that hung vertically, Yuanjiu saw the sleeping area.

It was much simpler than the outer chamber.

A spacious dragon bed stood in the center, with a round table before it holding an exquisite tea set.

Beside the bed was a dressing table with a distinctly masculine design, and opposite was a massive dark red wardrobe.

Embedded with small crystalline stones that shimmered gold, the wardrobe exuded luxury.

Apart from these, the room contained no other furnishings.

To the right of the wardrobe, double-layered curtains hung from ceiling to floor.

The outer layer was a pale yellow made of fine silk, currently drawn back, while the inner layer was a sheer white chiffon that swayed gently in the breeze.

Through the chiffon, Yuanjiu could see a bathing pool large enough to accommodate five or six people at once.

The entire floor was covered with handmade woven carpets, and the ceiling was inlaid with wind-element magic crystals.

These crystals not only kept the room bright and well-ventilated but also regulated the temperature and reduced noise.

It truly had the grandeur of an emperor's chambers—noble, minimalist, refined, and luxurious.

Yuanjiu couldn't help but marvel.

Just as Hanxue's rocking began to lull Yuanjiu into a drowsy state, the voices from outside interrupted her, and she reopened her eyes.

"Concubine Chen, please stop here. His Majesty is not present."

"Step aside. I have come specifically to see Nine Princess."

Inside, Hanxue's expression darkened. "Hmph, someone couldn't wait to make their move."

Outside, the guard respectfully replied, "I apologies, Your Highness, but His Majesty has ordered that no one is to disturb Nine Princess while she rests in his absence."

"You..." The concubine was clearly furious.

Suddenly, a chorus of voices rang out: "Greetings to His Majesty!"

It turned out that Ouyang Qingcheng had returned.

"My beloved concubine, what brings you here?" His tone was as indifferent as ever.

Concubine Chen giggled coyly, "Your Majesty, I was so charmed by Nine Princess's cuteness yesterday that I couldn't resist coming to see her today. Look, I even brought her a gift."

She gestured to a maid behind her, who stepped forward and handed a cloth doll to Cailun.

Standing just outside the main hall, Ouyang Qingcheng wrapped his arm around Concubine Chen's waist and teasingly lifted her delicate chin. "How thoughtful of you, my beloved concubine. Since you adore children so much, when will you gift me one of my own?"

Not far away, Consort Yu and Concubine Yang who are hiding behind a tree turned dark as they watched Ouyang Qingcheng flirt openly with Concubine Chen.