Chapter 49 Attack on the Royal Court

"My Lady, let the servants do this kind of rough work."

When Qiuxia said this, Jiang Yingli stared at the chicken that had just been put into the pot.

The fire on the stove was scorching. She hadn't done such rough work for a long time and really couldn't adapt to it.

However, she looked very conflicted.

"However, if we only send a bowl of chicken soup to Changqing Palace, His Majesty is so busy that he will probably stop us. If we say we made it ourselves, maybe His Majesty will think we are sincere and let us in."

Lian Qiao happened to come in and heard this, and said with a smile: "Then why don't you just say that you made it yourself?"

"No, if I lie, His Majesty will definitely see through me."

"How can this be considered a lie?" Lian Qiao said confidently, "The Queen personally watched us make it, so it can be considered as her own work."

Jiang Yingli's eyes lit up, "Lianqiao, you are really smart."

So Jiang Yingli brought a small stool, sat under the eaves, and waited for the chicken soup from the small kitchen.

The small kitchen belongs to Zhaohua Palace and is rarely used.

His Majesty had not been to Zhaohua Palace for several days, so she wanted to be bold and find an excuse to go to Changqing Palace to take a look.

In the afternoon, the chicken soup was cooked and served. Jiang Yingli took Qiuxia and Lianqiao to Changqing Palace.

Outside Changqing Palace, Fu Wanquan's apprentice Fulin was on duty.

"Your servant greets the Empress Chongyi."

"Eunuch Xiaofu, please stand up." Jiang Yingli glanced into the hall, but saw nothing, so she looked away embarrassedly.

He added, "Could you please inform me, eunuch, that I personally made chicken soup and would like to send it to Your Majesty."

Fulin hesitated for a moment, "This... His Majesty is taking a nap."

Jiang Yingli paused, thinking that she had come at a very bad time.

"That's okay. I can wait outside. When His Majesty gets up, can you let him know?"

Fulin thought that the sun was too strong and that if it burned Empress Chongyi, it would be a grave sin. He consoled her:

"Your Majesty, why don't you go back first? I will take the chicken soup in for you."

Jiang Yingli couldn't help but think that this was probably a euphemism. Concubines were generally not allowed to enter Changqing Palace at will.

"Well, thank you for your help, sir."

Jiang Yingli asked Lian Qiao to give the chicken soup to Fulin, took a reluctant look at Changqing Palace, concealed the loss and longing in her eyes, and turned to leave.

Fu Wanquan tiptoed out of the small room in Changqing Palace.

Thank God, Your Majesty finally stopped to rest for a while. These days, you have been so busy with the Fen River flood that you have not had any free time.

Only when His Majesty is having a meal and listening to the detailed reports of the news in Zhaohua Palace will he feel a little relieved.

Turning around, Fu Wanquan saw a food box and quickly walked over and whispered:

"Go, go, throw it out! You accept favors from everyone? You actually let it come in."

"No things are allowed to be sent into Changqing Palace. Otherwise, if Concubine Li sends one today and Concubine Zhang sends one tomorrow, what kind of place do they think this government hall is?"

Fulin looked at his master's stern face and asked suspiciously, "Really? But this was given to me by Empress Zhao Chongyi."

Fu Wanquan paused and almost jumped up: "What? Zhao Chongyi sent it? Where is she? Why don't you invite her in?"

Fulin: "This is Changqing Palace! Your Majesty is taking a nap, how dare I let him go?"

Fu Wanquan knocked Fulin on the forehead with his whisk. "Fool! Remember this today: the rules of this palace do not apply to Zhao Chongyi."

Fu Wanquan hurried out to stop the man.

Fortunately, Jiang Yingli didn't see anyone, and walked slowly with a wronged look on her face, and had not yet left the Changqing Palace.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please stay!"

There were ghostly howlings behind her. Jiang Yingli turned around in surprise and was even more surprised to see Fu Wanquan running out of breath with his hat tilted to one side.

"Eunuch Fu, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Wanquan stopped, took a few breaths, and said, "Your Majesty, please take a rest. Your Majesty and I will go to the palace to wait. How can we let Your Majesty make such a wasted trip?"

Jiang Yingli's eyes lit up, but she hesitated. "Can I really go in? Will His Majesty blame me if he wakes up?"

Fu Wanquan: "Your Majesty, if His Majesty blames you, it is because I violated the rules and let you in. I will bear the responsibility alone. Your Majesty, please go and see His Majesty."

Jiang Yingli looked at the Changqing Palace in the distance, where the guards were solemn and the whole place was silent, and she calmed herself down. "Then I will go and take a look. But don't worry, if His Majesty blames me, I will plead for you and take the full responsibility."

Fu Wanquan was stunned and quickly made way.

"Then please, Madam."

Jiang Yingli walked in front, Fu Wanquan followed behind her, and secretly wiped his tears with his sleeves.

He was just a eunuch, but Empress Chongyi still wanted to plead for him. She really treated him as a human being.

No wonder His Majesty likes Empress Chongyi.

It was very quiet in Changqing Palace. At the end of the hall was a high imperial platform with an imperial desk on it and memorials piled up like a mountain.

Jiang Yingli looked at the dragon throne, as if she could imagine His Majesty sitting there and handling state affairs meticulously.

On the left side of the hall, there was a small side room separated by a curtain, where Xiao Chenglan lay in his clothes to rest.

Although it would be much more comfortable to take a nap in the side hall than here, he could read a few more memorials in the time it took to go back and forth, so Xiao Chenglan took a nap in this small room from then on.

Jiang Yingli was taken to the main hall and asked to sit quietly behind the screen.

The emperor was taking a nap. Most of the people working in the palace had gone out. It was so quiet that one could even hear their breathing.

The wind blew the curtains up and down, and the smoke from the ambergris in the beast brain furnace rose into the air. The silence was so quiet that it was a little scary.

Jiang Yingli kept looking at the curtain. Thinking that His Majesty was taking a nap there, her heart began to stir. She was wavering between taking a sneak peek at His Majesty and letting him have a good rest.

In the end, longing overcame reason.

Jiang Yingli made sure that no one was looking at her, so she tiptoed to her feet and moved towards the small room little by little. In order to avoid her sleeves rubbing against her skirt, Jiang Yingli even raised her hands.

She approached the curtain silently and slowly lifted it.

On a small couch, Xiao Chenglan lay quietly with his eyes closed.

Jiang Yingli's eyes lit up a little and she stared at him straight.

Originally, I just wanted to take a sneak peek, but the closer I got, the greedier I became.

Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Jiang Yingli took a deep breath and slowly walked into the ear room.

She came closer, slowly squatted beside the couch, put her hands on the edge of the couch, and tilted her head to look at him.

Being so greedy, Jiang Yingli thought of the next step.

She stood up slightly, bent down, swallowed nervously, and slowly lowered her head.

Just a kiss on the cheek... just one kiss...

She successfully put her lips on Xiao Chenglan's cheek, but they separated immediately.

Jiang Yingli pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes full of little stars from the success of a stolen kiss.

She was so happy that she naturally ignored the slightly raised lips of the person under her.

When Jiang Yingli was about to stand up and leave, Jun Yan, who was standing right next to her, suddenly opened his long eyes and stared at her with his dark pupils.

Jiang Yingli's heart was filled with alarm, but before she could stand up, someone hit her on the back of the head.

Xiao Chenglan's nose touched hers, his voice hoarse.

"To attack the emperor is audacious."

A familiar scent enveloped her, and the warm breath hit her face. Jiang Yingli felt a pang in her heart, and she hugged Xiao Chenglan tightly regardless of anything, burying her head in his neck.

She was going to say something like "I admit my guilt" to beg for mercy, but as soon as she opened her mouth she started sobbing, and what she said came out of her heart.

"I miss your majesty!"