My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 244 The Spokesperson for the Harem

"Could it be that my sister has taken a liking to this young man?" The woman in purple raised an eyebrow and looked at the Empress.

"Ahem..." The woman in the blue palace dress coughed twice. "What nonsense is Wang Shiyi spouting in broad daylight!"

The woman in purple said coquettishly, "Sister Fang, Her Majesty the Empress hasn't said anything yet, why are you reacting so strongly?"

Then, pouting, she continued, "Besides, men like fresh and tender things, so why can't we women like young women?! There's never been such a saying since ancient times! What do you say, Your Majesty?"

"You really have a way of saying things that are sure to shock you. You should just think these things in your mind, how could you say them out loud?!" The woman in the blue palace dress frowned and said, "Even if the Empress dotes on you, you can't be so presumptuous. There are outsiders here."

After speaking, he glanced at Lin Ziping with a faint, almost imperceptible look.

Lin Ziping, an outsider, smiled but remained silent.

"Sisters for so many years, and you still have to argue over something as trivial as this?!" The Empress smiled at the two of them, stroking the black cat's back absently, her eyes lowered in a gentle smile. "Didn't you just say you wanted to see who was living in Xihe Courtyard? Now that you've brought them here and actually seen them, why don't you recognize them?"

As the Empress finished speaking, Lin Ziping inexplicably became the focus of attention in the room.

Like a thorn in my side, like sitting on pins and needles, like a fishbone stuck in my throat.

A sense of embarrassment welled up in Lin Ziping's heart, mixed with a hint of anger.

However, when you are at a complete disadvantage, expressing your emotions only provides a momentary catharsis and serves no other purpose!

Lin Ziping's hands, which were hanging in his sleeves, clenched involuntarily. A faint smile appeared on his face as he suppressed his turbulent emotions.

You could hear a pin drop inside.

After a long silence, the woman in purple broke it with a single sentence: "So it was him."

The woman in the blue palace dress also looked away, picked up a peeled chestnut from the small plate on the table, and took a small bite.

"Looking at him, he's nothing special." The woman in the green palace dress, who had remained silent until now, looked Lin Ziping up and down and commented.

The sickly beauty near the stove frowned and asked, "Could it be that you have some extraordinary talent?"

Before anyone else could speak, the woman in purple said, "Sister Li, you flatter him too much. I want to see what's so special about this boy. Someone, light the lamps."

The Empress nodded slightly, and Qiu He picked up a glowing bead and brought it close to Lin Ziping.

Lin Ziping's hand, hidden in his sleeve, tightened even more.

It turns out that such immense wealth cannot be enjoyed simply by mentally preparing oneself.

Although the room was warm, Lin Ziping felt a chill creeping up from his feet and spreading throughout his body, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"Ah~" The woman in the blue palace dress suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone else turned to look at her.

The woman in purple asked, puzzled, "What's wrong, Sister Fang?"

The woman in the blue palace dress looked away slightly: "I'm sorry to have worried you, Sister Shiyi. I'm fine."

He paused and looked at the Empress: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I just felt that he looked somewhat familiar."

"Is that so?" the Empress said. "What does Sister Li think?"

"cough……"

The "sickly beauty" covered her mouth and coughed lightly, "I feel that she looks somewhat familiar."

"Then let's see who these familiar faces are familiar with?" The Empress stroked the black cat with a smile.

The "sickly beauty" looked up at Lin Ziping for a long time without saying a word.

Lin Ziping stood up straight, a smile on his face, a bead of sweat disappearing from his forehead into his temple.

"I think he bears some resemblance to the Sixth Prince," the "Sickly Beauty" said. "What does Consort Hui think?"

The Empress looked up at the woman in the blue palace dress: "Qingmiao, what do you think?"

"Hehe." The woman in the blue palace dress remained silent for a while before saying, "There are indeed some similarities."

The woman in purple stood up and walked to Lin Ziping. She pinched his chin and examined him carefully, saying, "How can you compare to even a fraction of the Sixth Prince's charm? Oh, and there's a scar on his face."

Lin Ziping felt some pain and squinted uncomfortably.

The woman in purple released her grip.

"Your Highness, wipe your hands." Lin Ziping took out a handkerchief from his bosom and presented it to the woman in purple.

The woman in purple was taken aback, then took the handkerchief from Lin Ziping's hand, wiped her hands, and placed the handkerchief back in Lin Ziping's hand, saying, "You are quite interesting."

Lin Ziping folded the handkerchief and put it in his sleeve.

"Alright, Wanrong, please serve tea to the ladies." The Empress instructed. "Lin Ziping, please take a seat."

As soon as the Empress finished speaking, the room came alive again, with people adding tea and moving stools.

The woman in purple returned to her seat, and the ladies resumed their lively conversation.

Qiuhe put away the bead and stood behind the Empress. Dongyan stepped forward and took the black cat from the Empress's arms.

The Empress picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

Everyone's attention turned to her.

At this moment, Dongyan brought over a small stool and placed it in the corner, gesturing for Lin Ziping to come over.

Lin Ziping dared not sit on the stool, so he could only put a third of his buttocks on the edge of the stool.

At this point, he had no say and quietly listened to their conversation.

"I've invited a few of you sisters over today, firstly to catch up, and secondly to see if you've found anyone you'd like to date during the autumn hunt, especially Shiyi, Qingmiao, and the Li family's daughter. The eldest princes are all married, and the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh princes are approaching marriageable age, not to mention the princesses, who can't be delayed any longer," the Empress said.

The woman in the blue palace dress replied gratefully, "Thank you for your concern, sister. The other princes are still children, but this fourth prince... oh dear, he's driving me crazy."

Lin Ziping looked up at the woman in the blue palace dress. This was the Fourth Prince's mother.

From their conversation, Lin Ziping learned that the people in the room all came from several prominent families of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The Empress represents the Zhou family and is the most honored woman in the harem. She has only six sons.

The woman in purple, Wang Shiyi, is one of the imperial concubines and also a member of the Wang family. She is the biological mother of the Eighth Prince and the Fifth Princess.

The woman in the blue palace dress is Fang Qingmiao, who also holds the rank of Imperial Concubine. She has given birth to the First Prince, the Fourth Prince, and the Third Princess. With the added prestige of the Fang family, she must hold a very important position in the palace.

The "sickly beauty" was also a concubine, and was Li Qiongying's aunt, but from a collateral branch of the Li family. Her name was Li Ya, which was quite ordinary.

These people should be the representatives of the Zhou, Wang, Fang and Li families in the harem of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This can be considered a cordial and friendly meeting between the representatives of the families in the harem.

Thinking of this, Lin Ziping couldn't help but shift his gaze to the woman in the green palace dress who had a low profile. Which family did she represent?

Seeing the beautiful women enjoying each other's company and showing their sisterly affection, and remembering how Gao Chi and the Fourth Prince were also like brothers when they were in Fuchun, Lin Ziping couldn't help but wonder if the families and princes in this era were really this friendly.

Amidst the laughter and conversation, the topic returned to Lin Ziping.

"Lin Ziping..." came the Empress's distinctive voice.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?" Lin Ziping quickly stood up and clasped his hands in greeting.