A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace-Chapter 808: You Still Have a Harem

Leaving Xifu Palace, the sky was already late.

Hungry and tired.

Zhaochen Palace was cold and lonely, truly didn’t want to go back there.

Zhao Junyao went to Duanning Palace instead.

...

Compared to the "desolation" of Xifu Palace.

Duanning Palace was much more cheerful.

On the kang in the inner room, a large, thick cotton mattress was laid out. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The three children were playing on it.

Zhao Qichen took a "Three-Character Classic," sitting on it, teaching the two Little Buns to read and recognize characters.

And the two Little Buns, very cooperatively, sat up straight, gathered around their elder brother to listen.

The two wore identical little clothes and crotchless pants, each with a tiger-head hat made by the Sisters on their heads.

Two pairs of big eyes open wide, small mouths slightly ajar, listening while drooling.

That little look simply melted hearts.

Xia Ruqing, however, had no time to watch.

She was also busy, sitting at the other end of the kang, holding a wooden comb to groom Yellow Bean.

Perhaps spring had come, and the weather was warming up.

Yellow Bean had been shedding fur a lot lately, everywhere.

The two little ones often had mouths full of dog hair when they ate.

If they were kept away, they would cry uncontrollably.

Helplessly, as their mother, she could only go all out.

For her sons, grooming the dog.

Yellow Bean had grown quite a bit since it first arrived, but its temperament was even more docile than when it was a pup.

Lying there, motionless, allowing Xia Ruqing to groom it with the wooden comb.

Da Bai and Little White lazily cuddled together.

No one to groom them, so they could only lick each other.

When spring arrived, as if their desires awakened, lately they were always inseparable.

The space in Duanning Palace increased significantly, and they were often nowhere to be seen, perhaps off doing some naughty things.

Maybe in the near future, they might even give birth to a litter of kittens.

Watching them, Xia Ruqing began to consider.

What to do if they give birth to kittens?!

Keeping them all was impractical, but sending them away was unbearable...

After pondering a long time without a solution, it was truly... a happy distress!

At this moment.

Suddenly, a eunuch loudly announced from outside.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Xia Ruqing was a little surprised; wasn’t he at Xifu Palace? How come he’s here now?

No time to think, she quickly put down the comb and went out to welcome him.

"Greetings, Emperor..."

"Rise!"

Zhao Junyao endured his fatigue and pulled her up.

Yet, Xia Ruqing was momentarily dazed, why does he seem so listless? What’s going on?

Daring not to ask further, she followed him into the inner room.

Then... it was Zhao Junyao’s turn to be stunned.

The sight was a mess, cats here, dogs there, and six pairs of little eyes staring at him intently.

"..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

Zhao Qichen, having heard the announcement earlier, was now leading his two younger brothers kneeling.

Seeing his father enter, he immediately kowtowed and saluted properly.

"Greetings to Father!"

The two Little Buns behind him looked at their elder brother.

Imitating him, they also kowtowed to their father.

Unfortunately, the bow wasn’t properly done, heads stuck on the mat unable to rise, the two of them toppled over, their bottoms raised high.

The scene... was simply unbearable to watch!

Zhao Junyao’s facial muscles noticeably twitched once.

He quickly shifted his gaze elsewhere, biting his lip to supress laughter, and said with effort.

"Rise!"

"Thank you, Father!"

The Little Bun got up, helped his brothers sit properly, then withdrew to one side.

Xia Ruqing called for someone to take the children away, while others hurried to clean up the place.

She wasn’t idle either, promptly serving tea to the Emperor herself.

"Emperor..."

Her expression was cautious.

It seemed as if she was saying: It truly wasn’t my intention to make the inner room so messy.

Zhao Junyao gave her a glance, took the tea and sipped.

Then, he frowned deeply.

"It’s cold!"

Xia Ruqing suddenly realized, and quickly knelt to the ground.

"This consort was careless, please forgive me, Emperor!"

Harshly judging herself internally, truly as they say, daftness lasts three years post-pregnancy—it seemed it really did.

Zhao Junyao remained silent, set the cup aside, pulled her up, teeth gritting he ordered.

"Redo it!"

"Yes!"

Xia Ruqing bowed her head and quickly slipped away.

Not until a stick of incense had burned did she return, teapot in hand!

"Please have tea, Emperor!"

This time, it was freshly brewed herself.

Despite being muddle-headed, her cooking and tea-making skills were second to none.

As Zhao Junyao drank the perfectly balanced, aromatic tea, his mood finally improved!

Xia Ruqing also finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing he looked tired, she cautiously asked again.

"Emperor, have you... dined? Are you hungry?"

Looking at his complexion, it’s quite likely he hasn’t had anything!

"Hungry!"

"I’m starving to death!"

After Zhao Junyao spoke.

He suddenly drank the tea in one gulp, then swiftly took her into his arms, heading toward the bed.

"Ah!"

She couldn’t help but let out a startled cry, then felt a dizzying whirl.

Upon opening her eyes, they were underneath the bed curtains.

Moreover... he was positioned in a very intimate pose, pinning her beneath him.

"Emperor... Emperor?"

She weakly called.

Thinking: Can’t you discuss things properly, why resort to such... an unbelievable method to resolve?

Zhao Junyao couldn’t care less.

Eyes red, staring at her for a moment, then he ducked his head, fervently kissed her.

Differing from the subtle, gentle touches in the past, this time the kisses.

Like pent-up emotions finally found an outlet to burst forth.

Fierce and intense, overwhelming and wild.

"Emperor..."

Xia Ruqing was frightened, being kissed until she was breathless, frowning as she tried to push him away.

Yet he was like a mountain, unaffected by her efforts, never budging.

Fear crept in slowly, panic began to take hold.

"Emperor, please don’t..."

The voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of sobbing.

Yet Zhao Junyao showed no intention to stop.

One hand kissing her, while the other forcefully tore at her clothes.

"Please don’t..."

"Emperor... don’t, it hurts!"

She tearfully pleaded.

After giving birth, not completely devoid of interest, but certainly unable to endure such a storm.

Regarding this matter, she’s always somewhat apprehensive.

The rare few successful attempts were thanks to his considerate care.

But now... has he... decided not to care for her anymore?

"Emperor!"

She tried once again to push him away.

Suddenly realizing he had stopped.

Looking at her with pained red eyes, wiping away her tears.

"Qingqing... I’m sorry!"

Xia Ruqing closed her eyes, finally exhaling a breath of relief.

"Emperor! You..."

"Did something happen to you?"

Heart still pounding, yet suddenly no longer afraid.

Zhao Junyao lay in silence for a long time, then sighed deeply.

Holding her tightly.

"It’s nothing, don’t be scared, I’m not forcing you anymore."

It’s a physical thing, not her unwillingness.

It’s not her fault at all.

Xia Ruqing felt a deep conflict internally.

After biting her lip hesitating for a long time, she cautiously spoke.

"Emperor, you have a harem... so many..."

"Shut up!"

He glared at her.