The Treacherous Concubine’s Guide To Whitewashing

Chapter 6, Pt 1 - Serving

Suspiciously, the former eunuch had already driven out these useless actors.

Sikong Lin continued: "It's better to watch than to fight. It's enjoyable to watch."

With the Emperor's order, the twelve finely carved doors were pushed open and bright torches were lit on the small square in front of the palace. Soon Yuan Luo knew what competition was. It turned out to be a tournament of the Imperial Guard.

But after watching two games, Yuan Luo gradually realized something was wrong. When the ordinary guards competed with each other, was there usually such bloody violence?

Isn't this kind of competition in front of noble people, especially those who are laymen, showing some flashy tricks to make people enjoy themselves and make everyone happy?
In the previous two games, all of the imperial guards were injured. Among them one had a double-edge sword impale his abdomen. In this era, it would require a recuperation of several months for such a serious injury. Not only that, they were fighting with such murderous auras when obviously they were using real swords.

"Yu Fang is still clever. If these imperial bodyguards lose, they will be sent to prison. Their fight is much better than it was before." Sikong Lin clapped his hands and said with a smile.

Yuan Luo frowned. What kind of malicious idea was this? Also when you think about it, wouldn’t someone hold a grudge against another imperial guard around them who had tormented them in this way? Also, if by chance there was an assassination attempt in the future and the guards were only half-hearted in their duty for just a moment, her young life be unprotected!

It is a taboo of superiors to treat the people around you severely. A certain Emperor, who had wanted to kill another Emperor, had almost succeeded because the palace maids of the imperial concubine couldn't stand the abuse and were angry.

This imperial competition custom will be abolished someday! It must be abolished!

With a stern face, Yuan Luo said: "Emperer, it’s getting late. We had better stop."

Sikong Lin also felt a little tired, so he followed Yuan Luo's suggestion.

The palace hall doors were closed and the palace maids and eunuchs withdrew one after the other.

The din continued until the middle of the night, then the young Emperor collapsed onto his soft bed and shouted: "Fortunately, A Luo, you are now cured. The past few days, no one kept me company or played with me. It was so boring."

Yuan Luo sat at the head of the bed, her frame of mind complicated and said: "Your Majesty, are you not tired?" It was so very tiring continuously playing around in this manner. At present, it should be close to midnight. Ordinary ancient people would already be immersed in their dreams by this time.

"I'm not tired. This is too fun."

"A Luo, you have no idea. What's tiring is being forced to attend classes to learn about being an Emperor."

Yuan Luo earnestly replied: "The imperial study’s purpose is to also allow Your Majesty to become a wise monarch in the future."

Sikong Lin rolled his eyes, "What wise monarch, those white-bearded, old men are so boring. If it were not for A Luo and mother Empress saying that they can’t be killed, I really want to cut them all down!"

Yuan Luo: ...

"A Luo is still the best." He rolled over and put his head on Yuan Luo’s knee.

"It’s a pity that since we came to this place, A Luo has less time to spend with me. It was better when we were in the mountains, because A Luo and I could go hunting together." The young boy gazed at Yuan Luo with pure eyes full of memories.

"Does Your Majesty still want to spend his days in the mountains?"

"Yes, but in the mountains I often don’t have enough food or so many snacks to eat, nor does A Luo have so many pretty clothes and jewelry." Sikong Lin laughed, "I know A Luo likes her days better here, because every day she has good-looking jewelry to wear."

Yuan Luo didn't know what to say.

"I said before, A Luo, whatever you like, I would give it to you. Before, I could only twist a bowstring for you or sharpen your knife, but now, I can do a lot more. So A Luo…" Sikong Lin yawned. "If you want to hear that Shen Dong Liu play the qin, I can release him. Let him continue to play the qin for you."

"I noticed that you didn’t seem to enjoy the juggling performance just now, but liked listening to that guy playing the qin instead."

Yuan Luo: "…" The original owner probably liked to watch the qin more than listening to it, especially watching beautiful men playing the qin.

"Although I hate that guy," Sikong Lin pursed his lips. "Yuan Luo, you would only listen to him playing the qin and you wouldn’t come play with me."

Yuan Luo: ...

"Since Your Majesty hates him, just drive him out." Yuan Luo said softly.

According to her conjecture, Shen Dong Liu should have been an accomplice in Gu Yi’s assassination attempt on her life, but since she had decided to whitewash her character, she would let it pass and spare his life. Moreover, originally she had forced this guy into her palace, so this could also be considered a clear dividing line with the past.

Sikong Lin blinked: "As it turns out, A Luo doesn’t like him anymore, then let’s drive him out. If you like him, you can bring him in again. Anyway, whatever A Luo likes."

"I already said that whatever I have, I will give A Luo half."

After speaking, Sikong Lin lay down on the cushions and continued: "Let's go to bed."

Yuan Luo was startled, but saw that Sikong Lin was already lying comfortably and had closed his eyes in sleep.

Hearing the sound of his evenly measured breathing, Yuan Luo was in a complicated mood. She waited until he was completely asleep, then she shifted him to the bed.

She got up and hesitated over whether or not she lie down on the spacious bed. A figure from the side approached.

It was Sikong Lin’s chief court eunuch, Liu Xiu Chun, who respectfully said: "Empress, do you still go to the warm room to rest?"

Apparently, this kind of "attending in bed" was the usual practice. Yuan Luo nodded and Liu Xiu Chun personally led the imperial concubine to the warm room in the side palace hall.

On the way, Yuan Luo noticed that the small attending palace eunuchs who served around the Emperor had disappeared and only Liu Xiu Chun and his small apprentice were there.

She became aware of one thing.

Since she had entered the palace, Sikong Lin had never copulated with anyone and, from seeing his attitude just now, he and she were pure as snow.