At this moment, the most jealous and malicious glances in the world pierced through Luo Manman like sharp blades.
However, sitting beside the Emperor on the dragon throne, Luo Manman, who was smiling elegantly, paid no attention to these.
As long as she had the Emperor's favor, what did those women in the harem count for?
Even the Empress, what could she do to her?
...
The New Year passed in a hurry.
Even if the harem was in turmoil, even if the Empress was at a loss, even if the Ministry of Internal Affairs was in chaos.
The year still passed by custom.
The Lantern Festival was much like the New Year.
Although not as grand, the situation in the harem was no better.
Still, there were waves and jealousy, forming alliances, arguments, and disputes without a day of peace.
But none of this mattered.
The most important thing was... the Noble Consort's investiture ceremony was approaching, and the Emperor had decreed it to be grand!
