The Reborn Emperor's Beloved Consort

Her stepmother and younger sister wanted to enter the palace without her standing in their way, so they drugged her in an attempt to ruin her. When she awoke the next morning, she thought in despair, "It looks like I'll spend the rest of my life beside the Buddha, with nothing but a green lamp for company."

The man beside her woke up. "Don't worry. I'll take responsibility for you."

Chen Qingyao said, "Forget it. How could you take responsibility for me? The selection is coming up, and my father won't allow you to be involved. Besides, you saved my life, so you'd better leave quickly. Even if you want to take responsibility, what could you possibly do?"

After Chen Qingyao finished speaking, her eyes fell on the dragon-patterned jade pendant on the bed, and she let out a startled cry. The man followed her gaze and smiled indulgently. "Do I have the power to stand up to your father?"

"You certainly do."

"Are you a candidate for the selection?"

"Yes."

"Whose daughter are you?"

"Chen Junyan, the Minister of Rites."

"Your place among the siblings?"

"I'm Chen Qingyao, the eldest legitimate daughter."

"Will you enter the palace and let me take responsibility for you?"

"Yes." Chen Qingyao nodded shyly.