The question truly stumped Lü Lingqi.
Only after pondering for a long while did she answer sheepishly, "I think we just need to serve His Majesty well. Which consort His Majesty favors isn't something we can decide."
"And... I really don't know how to compete for favor."
She had always kept in mind what her father, Lü Bu, had told her before she entered the palace: she only needed to serve the Son of Heaven well and bear a dragon heir, and then she could become empress.
Whatever the others fought over, the position of empress would never fall to anyone else.
Of course, she truly did not know how to compete for favor.
She only knew how to wield spears and staves.
At her words, the elder and younger Qiao exchanged a glance.
Both saw the helplessness in the other's eyes.
If they had a father as powerful and influential as Lü Lingqi's, they would definitely compete for His Majesty's favor.
One could only say that Lü Lingqi was too straightforward. Whether that was a blessing or a curse in this imperial harem was anyone's guess.
Pepper Chamber Hall.
After Noble Lady Fu, Zhen Mi, and the others left one after another, Empress Fu reclined alone on the soft couch and murmured, "Just where did he come from? Could Lady Wang really have given birth to twins back then?"
As she pondered, a familiar voice reached her ears.
"Empress, I was very pleased with your performance just now. I have decided to give you a reward."
Empress Fu abruptly raised her head and saw Liu Xie walk in, dressed in the Son of Heaven's everyday robes.
At first glance, she could not distinguish whether this was the Pretender Emperor or the Son of Heaven at all.
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