Chapter 5 — The Emperor swore not to let me become a concubine, but as soon as he met, he demanded to become a concubine

Everyone was stopped in place by my upgraded version of "smashing rocks on the chest" - "chopping green rocks with bare hands" - in place. Even the sound of a pin falling to the ground can be heard. Da Luat Hong's mouth opened so wide that he could almost fit a whole roasted goat inside. The contempt and provocation on his face soon disappeared without a trace, leaving only a look of panic as if he had just seen a ghost. I patted the dust on my hand and slowly walked back in front of him. Still that gentle smile.

“Third prince, are you satisfied with this talent of this palace?”

“How about… you try it too?”

I pointed to the pile of rubble on the ground. Da Luat Hong's face instantly turned whiter than that stone slab. He made a "thud" sound and immediately knelt down.

"Happy... satisfied! The Queen is so talented! This king... no, the little king is so impressed!"

"The little king has eyes and cannot see Thai Son. Please forgive your sins, Your Highness the Queen!"

He said as he bowed his head, like he was pounding garlic. I'm afraid I'll swing my palm down and chop down his entire heavenly spirit. I nodded with satisfaction. Turn around and go back to your seat. When I passed by Tieu Triet, I saw him looking at me bewildered. That expression, like the first time he recognized me. I sat down, picked up my chopsticks, and prepared to continue my great eating career. After that, I heard Tieu Triet using a sleepwalking voice, muttering to himself:

"It turns out... it turns out that she stole my flower waffles that year, not because she had a delicate mind and was clumsy..."

“But because… you actually beat me…”

The Mid-Autumn Festival ended with me single-handedly splitting rocks, scaring the Third Prince of Bac Yen to his knees. I became famous in one battle. From then on, a legend began to circulate in the Wanderer. The Queen of Dai Luong not only knows how to eat, but also knows how to fight. Is a cruel character. The concubines in the harem looked at me, their eyes from "This Queen doesn't seem to be very smart", turned into "my god, this woman is so strong, I like it so much". The concubine even wrote a poem all night praising me. The name of the poem is called 《Green Stone Bay》. The central thought is: The Queen is powerful and domineering, with one strike, the mountains and rivers change color, truly the model of our women. I have no comment on this matter. I'm only interested in whether or not the royal room can add a dish for me today. After all, splitting blue stone is also a physical drain. The way Tieu Triet looked at me also changed. From the initial "heartbreak plus pampering", it turned into an even more complex look, a mixture of "shock, awe, and a bit of incomprehensible excitement". He no longer mentioned anything to me about white moonlight waffle flowers. He began to care and ask me all kinds of questions.

"Vi Vi, today, cutting green stone, does your hand hurt? Let me rub it for you."

"Vi Vi, do you need me to prepare something else for you tomorrow? Iron plates? Steel plates?"

Completely unnecessary. I'm afraid if I'm not careful, I'll split your entire country. That night, he stayed at my Kun Ninh palace and refused to leave. Even breaking the habit, he went down to the kitchen himself and cooked me a bowl of longevity noodles. Although the noodles were lumpy, the broth was also salty. But considering that he was the king of a country, I still respected him enough to eat it all. After eating noodles, He felt awkward and unnatural, and took out a small box from his chest. Opened, inside was a piece of jade. On it was carved a... piglet? Fat head, big ears, adorable innocent look.

“Vi Vi, this was carved by me personally.”

He was a little embarrassed and handed the jade pendant to me.

“I thought about it again and again, maybe she doesn't like those flowers and grass.”

“She likes to eat, this… just like her.”

I held that piglet-shaped jade pendant, with five mixed feelings in my heart. Are you saying I'm like a pig? Even though it was true, but when he said it so bluntly, was it really okay? However, by all accounts, this piece of jade is not bad quality, and can probably be exchanged for quite a few sausages braised with soy sauce. I decided to forgive him.

“Very good, I like it very much.” I speak against my conscience.

After hearing it, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Really?"

“So… are you willing to wear it?”

I nodded and let him put it on for me. The cold piece of jade pendant pressed against my chest felt quite pleasant. He finished putting the jade pendant on me, but didn't let go. On the contrary, favorable conditions pull us into our hearts. The whole person stiffened. This is the first time I have had such intimate contact with a man. Except for my brother. His arms were very warm, and carried a faint scent of ambergris. Very easy to smell.