Outside Chonghua Palace, the cold wind howled and the windows creaked.
Concubine Shu took Ruan Yuyi's hand and said, "I would like to send some cakes to Your Majesty, but unfortunately His Majesty does not always allow my people to enter. My sister is your favorite, and I don't think Your Majesty will stop you, so you can send them to me."
How is it?"
"There is no need to trouble my sister to make it. I have ready-made cakes here."
She glanced over Ruan Yuyi's shoulder and looked at the nanny behind her. A dark light flashed in the nanny's eyes and she nodded slightly.
She withdrew her gaze and fell back on Ruan Yuyi.
Ruan Yuyi's heart suddenly trembled, and she refuted, "Sister's wish is that it is better to deliver the pastries in person." It was not that she was unwilling to help, but it was just weird that Concubine Shu insisted on delivering the cakes to the saint even if she borrowed her hand.
She didn't dare to agree easily.
Concubine Shu knew her concerns and explained, "Don't worry, sister, it's just a pastry. All you have to do is bring it to His Majesty and watch him eat it."
Saying this, it was almost as if the problem with the pastry was clearly laid out in front of her, and there was nothing she didn't understand.
Her eyes flashed slightly, and she wanted to retreat, but Concubine Shu held her wrist, "This, this is -"
Concubine Shu made a silence gesture to her, looked around and said, "Sister, please leave me. If Your Majesty didn't dislike other people, I wouldn't bother you."
She was sitting with her back to the window, the golden hairpin in her hair shining brightly, her beautiful face was covered with a shadow, and her eyes were deep but determined.
Ruan Yuyi shrank at the sight and curled up her fingertips.
Concubine Shu didn't press her, she just stared back at her, quietly waiting for her answer.
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and even she was frightened by this thought. She heard her own voice say in a calm voice, "Sister, I have no way to express my feelings, I will bring it to you for my sister."
Concubine Shu's hand held her wrist tightly, as if to comfort her.
As Concubine Shu said, when she carried the food box to the Nourishing Heart Hall, no one stopped her, and the door of the hall was opened for her without even a notification.
There are carved beams and paintings in the hall, but the antiques are sparse and scattered, and there is no sense of luxury. This is not the first time she has entered this heart-nurturing hall, but it is the first time she has a clear mind and can look around carefully.
In the past, it seemed that the clouds and rain were mostly here, so how could I care about the layout and furnishings here.
She personally carried the food box and walked slowly into the inner room. On the side wall, there was a long sword hanging high. The rope wrapped around the sword's stem was already worn, which showed that it was not a simple furnishing, but had once been.
A long sword that has been held in the hand for a long time and has drank blood.
Jiang Huaiyang was approving the memorial. When he saw that it was her, his eyes filled with surprise and he stretched out his hand to signal her to come over.
She lowered her eyes, collected her emotions, and tried several times before she smiled. She walked over slowly, and the bells on her ankles tinkled softly, and the sound reached her ears.
She put the food box on the table smoothly, hooked her arms around his neck deftly, and sat on his lap.
"Why are you thinking of coming here today?" His voice was gentle, and he was obviously in a bright mood.
Normally, this little lady would have no time to avoid him.
She originally wanted to send a pastry for Concubine Shu, but suddenly she thought about what was mixed in the pastry, so she changed her mind and said, "I personally made the osmanthus cake and sent it to His Majesty."
She paused, glanced at the memorial on the table, and said hesitantly, "Did I come at the wrong time?"
He tapped her lips lightly, "How could that be?"
Ruan Yuyi seemed satisfied, and her smile deepened. She opened the food box and picked up a piece, "Your Majesty, try it and see if it tastes like it." She stared at his expression closely, not wanting to miss a single thing. The bare hands holding the pastry were also delicate.
The ground trembled.
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is exquisitely made, and you can still vaguely see the sweet-scented osmanthus petals used for decoration. When you put it in, a sweet fragrance will hit your nostrils.
Her disguise was indeed very poor.
His expression dimmed, he sighed, and pushed her hand away, "I'll eat it later. Why are you here wearing such thin clothes? How are you waiting on the people around you?"
He frowned. The young lady in front of him was only wearing a skirt. It was such a cold weather, but she was not wearing a cloak or anything like that.
When Mu Xiang heard this, she knelt down without hesitation and said, "This slave deserves to die."
Ruan Yuyi shrank down and thought in a daze, maybe she didn't notice it just now and landed in Chonghua Palace.
He ordered the palace servants to add more charcoal fire in the palace. He held her free hand in an attempt to melt the coldness from her fingertips.
Still remembering the purpose of her visit, she calmly withdrew her hand, took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth, and moved it towards her. The soft and fragrant pastry pressed against his lips, and he hesitated for a moment before eating it.
He darkened his eyes and involuntarily deepened the kiss.
The faint sound of water filled her ears. She slumped in his arms and felt that her body was getting warmer and warmer, even a little bit hot.
Mu Xiang lowered her head and stared at the ground, the tips of her ears were red, and she did not dare to raise her head.
I don't know how long it took, but she was able to get away with an excuse not to disturb His Majesty's official business. After leaving the heat of the stove, a cold wind swept up. She didn't know whether it was fear or the cold, but she felt a little weak and weak all over.
She didn't pay attention to how she got back to Luomeixuan. Anyway, she touched the couch and leaned on the pillow. When she touched her forehead, it was already covered with cold sweat, sticky and wet.
She took the handkerchief and wiped it, then suddenly paused, her fingertips visibly trembling.
Shouldn't she try to lure him into eating something like this out of her own selfish desires? She put down her hand and rubbed the handkerchief tightly, as if she was about to rub it into the palm of her hand.
He is not only her unpredictable husband who always needs to be careful about who is close to him, but he is also the emperor and the king of the world!
Now that the new emperor has been on the throne for less than half a year, even if he has the ability to hold all the power in his hands, it is inevitable that the world will be slightly turbulent, which is not as good as in peacetime. If he is gone at this time, let alone everyone in the harem, what will happen to the people? Dawu
What will happen?
He has a reputation for being bloodthirsty, but he is not a tyrant who truly enjoys killing people.
The world changes hands frequently, and it is the people who suffer after all.
Thinking of this, her face turned pale. I hope the concubine Shu's cake was not poisonous, otherwise she would become a sinner in the world.
She stood up, ignored Muxiang calling her from behind, and walked quickly out.
She couldn't delay. She had only this thought in her mind. She passed by a palace maid. The palace maid was startled and stopped her, "Jieyu?"
"I'll tell you later." Ruan Yuyi tried to get around her.
But the palace maid refused to let her go, and took a side step to block her way again, "Jieyu, don't be anxious. This servant is from the Chonghua Palace. Our Lady said, there are some things that I can't explain clearly just now, so I want you to read this letter first."
She just paused when she heard the title "Shu Fei". She took the letter from the maid's hand, her heart beating like a drum.
She glanced briefly and caught a glimpse of the words above. Her heart suddenly relaxed, and she finally lost strength and fell to the ground.
Her ears were ringing, and she vaguely heard the maidservant and Mu Xiang's exclamations one after another.
She clenched the letter tightly, trembling with fear.
——Fortunately, the osmanthus cake was just osmanthus cake. She could no longer think about why Concubine Shu said such things at that time.