| Jingren Palace. |

Concubine Rong sat sideways in front of the dressing table, looking at the silver frost charcoal in the corner. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes became unpredictable as the flickering charcoal fire flickered.

At this moment, it was just entering late autumn. Although the night was gradually getting colder, there was still a long way to go before the official distribution of charcoal for heating in the palace.

However, the four concubines waiting to give birth in Jingren Palace received special approval from the Emperor to use charcoal in advance.

Why?

Naturally, it was for unrestricted practice of the secret recipe for seeking children anytime and anywhere.

"My Lady, Xiaoshunzi has already gone."

Female official Hu Yue'e came in from outside the door, felt the temperature inside the room, and then asked, "It's almost time. Do you think we should push it back a bit and wait for Xiao Shunzi to come back? Or..."

"No need."

Concubine Rong stood up from the spring bench and spread her arms flat. Hu Yue'e quickly stepped forward to undress and untie her clothing and placed a top-notch Persian velvet blanket in front of the floor mirror.

At the edge of the woolen blanket, embroidered shoes and stockings were removed, and a well-maintained figure was presented in the floor mirror. Concubine Rong's scrutinizing gaze fixed on the upper left position of the mercury mirror.

That part was supposed to be a flawless and plump mass, but now there was a bubble the size of a peanut stubbornly hovering over it, greatly reducing the stunning scenery.

There was no way, after all, that manufacturing technology was not mature enough these days. Mercury mirrors, which were a few inches in size, were now limited-edition boutiques on the market, making it even more difficult to create a "perfect screen" floor-to-ceiling mirror.

A glass that could be used as a floor mirror might not even have a few in a thousand pieces. It seemed that there was only one "bad spot” on it, which could be considered a top-notch product.

And this small flaw was not impossible to avoid.

Without saying anything else, they just swapped the mirror up and down so that the bubble was in the knee area; it wouldn’t appear so eye-catching.

Hu Yue’e and other palace maids also gave such suggestions.

But Concubine Rong insisted on refusing, not only placing the flaw on it but also insisting that it be reflected in the center of her chest every time.

When she first moved into the Jingren Palace, the Emperor gave her four mirrors. The first one to rush over was Concubine Rong, who immediately fell in love with it, the only one of which was a flawless “perfect screen.”

However, the mirror eventually fell to Concubine Xiande, Jia Yuanchun.

If it was the Emperor's intention, that was it.

If Jia Yuanchun were to fight fiercely, it would be fine.

Unfortunately, neither of them had a single word spread, but Concubine Rong did everything in her power, even pleading softly to the egg-free bastard…

From that day on, she had an extra thorn in her heart.

And the bubbles on this mirror, in her eyes, were the reflection of that thorn. If she couldn't uproot them and then deeply penetrate someone else's chest, even if she tried to cover them up, what was the point?

Staring at the bubble for a while, Concubine Rong took a deep breath and then began practicing various movements in the secret recipe for seeking children on the velvet blanket.

She was so engrossed, striving to achieve perfection in every movement, that in just a quarter of an hour, she was coated with a damp touch-up.

However…

"Mmm~!"

With a muffled groan, Concubine Rong, who was standing on her own with her ankle, fell one after another on the velvet carpet.

"Damn it!"

She angrily punched the blanket twice and stood up to continue the challenge, refusing to admit defeat. Although she did not repeat the same mistake this time, her delicate and silly body was swaying like a willow floating in the wind.

In fact, when it came to physical flexibility, Concubine Rong might not necessarily lose to Jia Yuanchun and even have some advantages in certain aspects due to her age advantage.

Unfortunately, her innate advantage, which she relied on to excel in her daily life, has become an insurmountable weakness in this regard, especially in certain positions that require balance, which has repeatedly frustrated her.

Feeling angry and forced to practice for a while, she saw that if it continued like this, there might not be any gain, and maybe it would hurt her.

Concubine Rong reluctantly stopped and sat down on the spring bench in a fit of anger. She took a handkerchief and lifted her tight-fitting clothes, wiping her sweat hard. She angrily said, "If I delay the dragon seed, what's the point of wanting you?"

In fact, she had also tried before to have palace maids on the side responsible for lifting, but that was not the right approach after all.

Now that this secret recipe for seeking children has also been crowned with mysticism, she was also worried that if someone assisted from the side, it would affect the effect. Wasn’t it a waste of effort then?

But when it was said that Concubine Rong was venting recklessly, she heard the crisp sound of the pearl curtain at the door. Then Hu Yue'e walked in again and reported, "Madam, Xiaoshunzi has returned."

"Is he back?"

Concubine Rong suddenly stood up from the spring bench, pressed down on the small clothes on the tumultuous mountains, and urgently said, "Why have you been away for so long? Have you ever gained anything?"

"I haven't had a chance to ask."

Hu Yue'e hesitated for a moment before adding, "But from what he looks like, it seems like something unexpected has happened."

Did an accident occur?

Did the matter come to light?!

But how could this happen?!

Xiaoshunzi was usually the most thrilling, and he had never seen anyone before. How could that person see through his identity?!

Concubine Rong's heart trembled, and the small clothes that had just calmed down began to rise and fall like a bellows.

She didn't care to put on her clothes neatly again, only hastily wrapped herself in a pleated skirt, put on embroidered shoes, and went outside.

"My Lady!"

There was only a delicate-looking eunuch outside. Seeing Concubine Rong come out from inside, he said with a bitter face, "Indeed, Lord Sun is not an ordinary person. With just a few words, he exposed my identity!"

That’s what you are really afraid of?!

Concubine Rong became increasingly nervous; not to mention the small clothes inside, even the pleated skirt couldn't contain the intense heartbeat.

The rosy little mouth trembled a few times before squeezing out a sentence, "He... has he ever seen you?"

"This has never happened."

Xiaoshunzi sneaked a glance and saw that her face had lost its color. Knowing that she had misunderstood something, he quickly said, "Although Lord Sun saw through it that I was not sent by Concubine Xiande, he does not know that you sent me."

Speaking, he repeated the brief responses of the two people.

Concubine Rong heard that he had not revealed his identity and had taken a long detour on the way back. She breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned and pondered, "With just these two words, he actually noticed a flaw? This is too... didn't you show your composure in panic?"

"There's absolutely no such thing!"

Xiaoshunzi quickly discerned and said, "I was specifically huddled in the shadow of the steps to talk. How could he tell what kind of voice and expression that was in the dark?"

"Others may not be able to see, but he may not necessarily be unable to see."

At this moment, Hu Yue'e on the side couldn't help but interject, "I heard that Lord Sun has a pair of wise eyes. Not necessarily human; even ghosts and monsters have nowhere to hide in front of him!"

Concubine Rong has naturally heard such rumors, which she used to think were baseless, but now she couldn’t help but mutter.

It was just a matter of finding out that Xiaoshunzi was fake.

Weren’t there any hidden gods or ghosts in the secret recipe for seeking children?

After much thought, she couldn't help but command, "Xiaoshunzi, tomorrow, find a way to send a message to my mother's family, asking them to invite experts to open the Dharma Altar and help us drive away evil spirits!"

Xiaoshunzi took the orders and left.

Concubine Rong returned to the interior but became increasingly restless. She took off her pleated skirt and still couldn't relieve it. She gritted her teeth and scraped her hair, then stood back in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, staring at the flaws on it. She said word by word, "Wait, one day I will climb onto your head!"