The Female Psychology PhD Who Time Traveled to the Royal Harem

Jiang Xinyue pressed her fingers against her temples, struggling to keep herself awake. Looking at Consort Liang and Consort Shu, as well as the others, they all seemed perfectly awake, enjoying the Jin Kingdom's performances.

Except for her and the Emperor.

Su Yanran was quite bold, starting her move against her and the Emperor right after arriving.

If only she had waited a bit longer, she wouldn't have been so reckless.

To hypnotize someone, the person must look at and trust the hypnotist to achieve the best effect.

She appeared as a dancer, lowering the Emperor's guard, making him believe she was just a dancer.

The bells in her hand were for hypnotizing the Emperor, while those on her waist were for Jiang Xinyue.

The bells by her ears felt like the sound of the devil, and when Jiang Xinyue glanced at the Emperor, she saw veins bulging on his temple. Apparently, he knew something was off and was doing his best to endure.

Jiang Xinyue grabbed a cup of wine and threw it at the Emperor's face, instantly clearing his muddled mind.

Not stopping there, she quickly stood up, grabbing Sparrow's hand in a dizzying state, and marched toward the dancer, slapping her across the face.

In the startled gaze of the dancer, she yanked the red rope at the other's waist, breaking it and causing the bells to roll down the steps.

After all that, she let out a cold snort, turning to Su Yanran: "I thought you, Jin Kingdom, wanted to forge a relationship with our Great Yan, bringing some secret weapon beneficial for the flourishing of Great Yan! Like sharing your military secrets? Instead, you bring these dancing girls to bewitch the Emperor, making him obsessed with women and neglect state affairs?"

She flicked her sleeve: "Or do you think after the Emperor announces his dedication to governance and disbands the harem, you feared he would be too diligent and cooked up this scheme?"

Su Yanran was utterly stunned.

She never expected Jiang Xinyue to act so boldly with the Emperor!

In front of the entire court, all officials, and the royal women, Jiang Xinyue splashed wine all over the Emperor's face.

Was she mad?

"Urk, cough, cough, cough..."

Jiang Yankun, seated nearby, had a clear view of his daughter's actions. He nearly spat out the wine in his mouth.

Jiang Hewei was seated below Jiang Yankun and got sprayed with wine all over his face.

But witnessing Jiang Yankun's past feats, Minister Jiang maintained his smile, wiping the wine off his face and clothing: "It's fine, fine. Receiving a gift from the great Scholar Jiang is my fate. I understand, I understand..."

After all, it was just a faceful of wine; Jiang Yankun didn't hit him, so that was friendly enough, wasn't it?

Jiang Yankun apologized absentmindedly while his eyes kept darting to the high platform.

Oh no!

After splashing wine on the Emperor, why did his daughter go and slap the dancer?

Would the Emperor hold it against her for ruining the Jin Kingdom's diplomacy?

To everyone's surprise, the Emperor hurriedly wiped his face, stood up from the throne, and followed Jiang Xinyue, explaining: "No, Yue, I wasn't looking at her. Honestly…"

"You were! I saw it!"

She covered her ears, shaking her head vigorously, acting like a spoiled woman: "Don't talk. I don't want to hear it. You said disbanding the harem was for me, but all lies, weren't they? You can't resist every pretty face."

However, it seemed Her Majesty was just pretending to be wronged, engaging in a bit of playful tantrum.

After all, the dancing girl didn't even look as good as Sparrow or Frost. Her face was utterly ordinary, vanishing into a crowd.

But her figure was truly exquisite—her chest nearly spilling out of her outfit, her waist white and slender, her abdomen showing clear muscle lines, those beautiful legs long and straight, peeking subtly under her skirt. Not looking at her face, she was indeed a rare beauty.

Hmm…

The Empress's words did make some sense.

But the Emperor really doted on the Empress. Even after such a public humiliation, he was still so pleading with her, explaining humbly.

Speaking honestly, most men present wouldn't be able to handle that.

Jiang Xinyue's boldness not only shocked Su Yanran but also the assembled ladies.

If only Her Majesty would hold a class!

They'd be willing to sit through it on their knees.

"I… this…"

Su Yanran was momentarily at a loss. Her plan thwarted, she didn't know how to respond.

Hei Yun was the secret weapon of the Yushulou Pavilion. Her hypnotic skills were unparalleled in the world.

She had begged Helian Chi for a long time before he finally agreed to lend her to the mission.

The plan was for Hei Yun to disguise herself as a dance girl, hypnotize the Great Yan Emperor and Jiang Xinyue, make the Emperor lose control and commit a public scandal, and turn Jiang Xinyue's mind against her own sister, forcing her to kill the Emperor again.

When she did that in front of everyone, she'd surely be slain by the guards.

As for that little crown prince, whose mother killed the Great Yan Emperor, what qualifications would he have to be Yan's heir?

This New Year banquet was Su Yanran's chosen date for Jiang Xinyue's demise.

How could she allow such interference?

Worried about another "superior" interfering, Jiang Xinyue shook off the Emperor's hand, angrily lifting her skirt and marching to the back hall, subtly signaling the Emperor to follow.

Fortunately, the Emperor was thoroughly devoted to Yue and understood her hints, chasing after her into the rear chambers.

"Huh? What’s going on…?"

Consort Shu and Consort Liang looked bewildered: "What just happened?"

Consort Liang chuckled: "I told you! The Emperor's forehead is dark, bad luck awaits."

Thanks to his shameless staring at the Jin Kingdom dancer, he angered the Empress, didn’t he?

"When ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‍did you start divination?"

Perhaps it's since the Emperor disbanded the harem, letting other concubines return home, while she remained behind as a forgotten concubine.

The snow in the palace had been cleared by the palace maids into piles by the walls, waiting for warmer weather to melt away gradually.

The cold night wind rustled the leaves as the Emperor closed the doors and windows, clearly displeased with this unknown danger: "Yue, I felt like I was possessed back there. This isn't right, something's very wrong here."

When anything is beyond his control, outside his perception, he feels an urge to eliminate the unknown threat.

Put simply, he wanted to kill Su Yanran now.

"It was hypnosis," Jiang Xinyue's words calmed the Emperor. "Hypnosis?"

A method using psychological suggestion and monotone stimuli, like those bells the dancer carried, all tools to hypnotize you and me.

"What? You were hypnotized too? Are you alright now? Any discomfort? Does it hurt? Just now, my head was exploding with pain."

"No, I caught on early, so I intentionally splashed wine to wake the Emperor and interrupt her hypnosis."

It's called breaking the spell, disrupting her incantation.

The Emperor nodded: "Thank goodness for you."

Jiang Xinyue: Three words left the Emperor grateful for me splashing his face.

What next?

That's the question.

Jiang Xinyue's eyes sparkled: "Your Majesty, do you want to conquer the Jin Kingdom and unify the world?"

Nonsense… but since Yue asked, he'd rather not scold her for it.