Marked by a Tyrant After Transmigrated

Chapter 17

The news that His Majesty the Emperor had brought the future Noble Consort back to the palace spread throughout the entire imperial city the very next day.

But no one knew who this Noble Consort was.

After the Noble Consort returned to the palace, the ruler didn't assign them a courtyard, but rather let them live with the ruler himself in the

Hall of Yang Xin. The Hall of Yang Xin's servants excelled at discreteness in speech and kept tight-lipped about the identity of the Noble Consort, never divulging even a little bit.

As for the Noble Consort's transportation, it was so tightly connected that it was a direct ride on the imperial palanquin, arriving and departing in a matter of seconds. The people simply didn't have the opportunity to see the Noble Consort's appearance.

Several days passed, they found out nothing except that the Noble Consort was a man.

And this news was enough to shock the imperial court.

All the court officials had naively thought that His Majesty had finally come to understand and decided to take a concubine for the imperial family to flourish.

Who would have imagined that the Noble Consort was actually a man!

Even though there was a precedent for taking men as concubines in Changlu, but which of these late emperors didn't already have prior concubines and children before they took a male concubine.

Looking at the various ways His Majesty doted on the Noble Consort, it was clear that the roots of love had already been deeply planted. If this went on, they feared that the harem would no longer be able to accommodate other women.

The court officials couldn't sit still, and numerous memorials of expostulation were delivered to Jin Wang's table, almost piling up into a hill.

Jin Wang slammed the memorial down at the ministers in front of him, and laughed in anger, "Is it your turn to tell Gu what to do in Gu's marriage?"

Inside the imperial study, the crowd knelt down one after another and kowtowed. "Your Majesty, calm your anger."

Jin Wang sneered. These people simply didn't really care if his Noble Consort was a manor a woman, they only cared about whether or not he could have a son.

It wasn't that there were no fertile men in this world, but those were all the one in a million Kunjun, which were even rarer in number than the Qianjun.

Everyone's first impressions were firmly entrenched. No one thought that this Noble Consort would so coincidentally happen to be a Kunjun.

Thinking this, Jin Wang's heart suddenly softened.

Not all Kunjun could conceive, and he didn't care about this, thus he hadn't had the imperial physician examine Ye Shu's situation yet.

Now that he thought of it, it was indeed necessary to summon the imperial physician to check.

It was no problem even if it eventually turned out that there was no way for Ye Shu to get pregnant. Jin Wang never worried about the issue of children. Even if there really were no descendants, it was not difficult to adopt a child from the imperial relatives.

The group of garrulous old ministers were still kneeling, not knowing what to say.

Jin Wang listened impatiently and coldly dropped the words, "Since all the ministers are willing to kneel, then they may continue to kneel here."

Then he left the imperial study with his attendants.

It had been four or five days since he had been with his little Noble Consort.