Jiang Yun never expected that when she woke up from her substitution technique, her identity would be Yonghuang, the eldest son of Emperor Qianlong.
He was only 20 years old, a full 5 years older than the eleventh prince Yongqi.
At this moment, Jiang Yun heard the system's voice in his ear.
Congratulations on your arrival in the world of Princess Pearl! Please complete the following task.
Survive: Survive until the end of Princess Pearl to receive 1000 reward points.
Alternatively, one could directly seek out a mission, something Jiang Yun already knew.
Jiang Yun has been in the world of Huanzhugege for one day now, and tomorrow will be the day he is officially conferred the title of Prince.
In other words, it would be difficult for him to enter the harem again. A maid ran up to him and said, "Your Highness, Consort Ling summons you to the palace immediately."
The opportunity has arrived. If we don't seize it now, how will we ever get close to Xiao Yanzi and the others in the future!
Jiang Yun said he understood and waved for the maid to leave. Afterwards, he hurriedly washed and dressed in preparation for the summons from Consort Ling.
Jiang Yun dared not be negligent. Once upon a time, Consort Ling, a mature woman with enduring charm, was Jiang Yun's favorite.
Jiang Yun quickly finished washing her face, brushing her teeth, and combing her hair. Then, she used her lightness skill to quickly arrive at the inner courtyard of the palace and into the boudoir of Consort Ling.
Jiang Yun pushed open the door and entered the main hall where Consort Ling resided. The room was lavishly furnished, but there was no one in it at the moment.
Jiang Yun found it strange. It was Consort Ling who had summoned him, so why wasn't Consort Ling here?
As Jiang Yun was wondering, a maid's voice suddenly came from the inner room in the southwest corner, saying, "Your Highness, the water is cold, isn't it? Let me get you some more."
"kindness."
Immediately afterwards, a pleasant and mature female voice answered. Jiang Yun recognized the voice; it was the voice of Consort Ling, Emperor Qianlong's favorite concubine.
Jiang Yun's heart was pounding like a drum. The Empress Ling was taking a bath. It was truly a case of arriving at the perfect time.
Jiang Yun suddenly felt like a good person, just as she heard something.
The door to the inner room creaked open, and Jiang Yun knew that the maid who was supposed to add water had come out. Jiang Yun darted away and hid on Consort Ling's fragrant bed.
Jiang Yun lowered the bed curtains and slipped into the quilt that Consort Ling was covered with, sensing a unique aura belonging to Consort Ling.
The air was filled with a fragrant breeze, and Jiang Yun's body involuntarily changed. As expected of Qianlong's wife, she smelled wonderful!
Suddenly, Jiang Yun's eyes fell on a pile of clothes in the corner of the bed. In particular, these clothes were ones that Consort Ling had just taken off, and they still retained Consort Ling's body heat and fragrance.
Jiang Yun searched and finally found the purple bib that he had been longing for. It had a large orchid embroidered on it, right in the center.
Jiang Yun held the bodice under her nose, inhaling it greedily. She smelled a faint, sweet milky scent that was intoxicating and delightful.
Jiang Yun couldn't help but fantasize about her aunt's breasts, thinking about those two fair and smooth breasts, and that deep cleavage that made people infatuated.