Fu Lin couldn't help but step forward. The woman's eyes, which had just been filled with joy, were now tinged with melancholy. She lowered her eyes, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, I, Zui Shi, pay my respects. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace."

Following Qingyin's call, everyone standing on the other side of the courtyard knelt down to pay their respects.

"This servant greets Your Majesty, may Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace..."

A sea of ​​black heads knelt on the ground, and Qingyin was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. Her figure was slender, and her proportions were as perfect as if they had been measured with a ruler. When she squatted down, her excellent waist-to-hip ratio was even more prominent, and her dangerous curves were also more charming.

Fu Lin also spotted the familiar Song An in the crowd. She was the maidservant who took care of Consort Wan. Combined with what the beauty said, her identity was undoubtedly obvious.

"Wanwan, you've suffered so much." Fulin couldn't help but step forward and take Qingyin's hand, preparing to help her up.

However, another pair of hands was even faster than his. Before Fu Lin could scold them, he saw that these hands were unusually small!

Having seen through the man, Fu Lin swallowed the rebuke in his heart, but Cui Yue didn't have as many thoughts in her mind as her father.

Holding Qingyin's hand, she looked at Fulin with bright, sparkling eyes and said, "Father, the fairy sister is mine now, right? Can I take her back with me?"

Fu Lin: "..."

Meeting Qingyin's misty, clear eyes, Fulin glanced awkwardly at Xiao Cuiyue: "Ahem, Yue'er, don't talk nonsense. This isn't Fairy Sister, this is your Lady Wan."

Cuiyue readily changed her mind and asked, "Then, Lady Wan, can you return to the palace with me?"

Fu Lin choked. If he was going to go back, he should go back to his Baohe Palace. Why go to her courtyard? Fu Lin thought to himself, but looking at Wanwan who was still depressed and had not forgiven him, he still didn't shamelessly say it out loud.

Seeing that His Majesty was having trouble explaining, Wu Liangfu smiled and stepped forward to help him out: "Your Highness, rest assured, once Consort Wan returns, you can visit her whenever you wish."

Seeing that the Emperor did not refute his words, Wu Liangfu felt relieved. He secretly glanced at Consort Wan, who was as beautiful as a fairy, and thought to himself, how could the Emperor not be moved by such a stunning beauty as Consort Wan?

"Alright then," Cuiyue replied reluctantly.

During the conversation between the father and daughter, Qingyin didn't say a word. She just held the chubby little girl in her hand the whole time, her eyes filled with a soft, gentle light. Anyone could see the difference in her treatment of the little girl.

The more one could feel this dislike from Fu Lin, the more obvious it became. Recalling Wan Wan's past joy at him and her current indifference, he could only blame himself for being too heartless, leaving her alone in the cold palace for two years.

Looking at the slender figure, Fulin felt that Wanwan was terribly thin, which was why she was dressed so thinly and her headdress was so simple... The more he thought about it, the more Fulin fell into deep self-reproach.

Fu Lin held Qing Yin's delicate hand, suppressing his lustful thoughts, and said gently, "Wan Wan, come out with me."

Qingyin withdrew her hand from Fulin's grasp, her pink lips pursed slightly: "I know that I am guilty of grave sins, so there is no need for Your Majesty to show me any concern. I would rather Your Majesty leave me in the Cold Palace for the rest of my life."

"No!" Emperor Fulin, his face slightly embarrassed by the stares of Qingyin and his daughter, said in a firm tone, "Wanwan, no matter how much you resent me, you still have to come out of the Cold Palace with me first. This environment is not suitable for you."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Qingyin's eyes. "It's not suitable for me, and you've left me in the cold palace for two years."

Looking at Qingyin's expression, Fulin smiled bitterly.

Just then, Emperor Fulin saw Qingyin about to turn back, so he simply picked her up and carried her around the waist. "No matter what, you have to come out with me today."

Qingyin was almost pulled into his arms, nearly losing her acting composure. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, lowering her head to hide the thoughts in her eyes. Everyone assumed she was heartbroken and didn't think she was ungrateful. On the contrary, they felt the Emperor deserved it; who told him to be blind and send such a beauty to the cold palace to suffer?

Watching the empress being carried away, Song An cleverly followed. She glanced back at Alan and then quickened her pace to catch up. Sure enough, no one dared to say anything when she followed.

Aside from the innocent little princess who was filled with joy, everyone else's thoughts were extremely complicated.

As the group left the Cold Palace, the guards who were dutifully guarding the side gate of the Cold Palace were surprised to see someone in the Emperor's arms. They couldn't see the face clearly, but they could vaguely sense that she was a rare beauty. Due to their training in the palace, the guards subconsciously glanced at her and immediately lowered their heads, thus escaping a disaster.

Feeling the discipline of the guards, Fulin's possessive desire for the priceless treasure was satisfied. He glanced at the guards standing at their posts with satisfaction. Not bad, after Wanwan returns, he will send someone to reward these people in the Cold Palace properly.

Well, didn't Wu Liangfu say that Wanwan and the former concubines in the palace got along well? Then he will take good care of her.

At this moment, Consort Dong'e, Consort Li... all disappeared from Fulin's mind, leaving only that vivid and colorful image in his mind. He would probably never forget this scene for the rest of his life.

After leaving the Cold Palace, Fulin immediately arranged for the person to stay in Qiming Palace. This palace was the closest to his Baohe Hall besides Chengqian Palace. The emperor's intentions in arranging the person here were obvious.

"Wanwan, you should rest well first. I'll be leaving now."

The troublesome little princess had already been sent back to Consort Yang's palace by the scheming emperor.

At this time, only two masters remained in Qiming Palace.

Qingyin showed no emotion whatsoever, but simply rose and bowed, saying, "Respectfully seeing Your Majesty off."

Fu Lin felt that he was probably a bit pathetic. In the past, when Wan Wan treated him like this, he was not moved at all. Instead, he found her a bit annoying. But now it was the other way around. He was willing to do these flattering things, and even though Wan Wan still had a cold face, he felt a little sweetness in his heart.

Fulin, who left with many glances back, eventually disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the people sent by the emperor and Song An in the palace.

At that moment, a kind-looking aunt stepped forward, her tone full of respect: "Does Your Highness wish to take a bath?"

Qingyin: "Let's carry the water, I can manage by myself."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After bathing and changing into a new outfit, Qingyin's beauty had reached a new level, as could be seen from the flustered and blushing palace maids in the courtyard.

"You may leave now. Ah An and I have something we'd like to discuss privately."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

This lady was brought out of the Cold Palace. They knew that now that she was out of the Cold Palace, she would probably talk to this loyal maid for a while. The group understood, but they couldn't help but cast envious glances at Song An.

It is truly a rare stroke of luck to be able to serve such a beautiful and ethereal lady, and to gain her trust and favor. How fortunate I am!

Song An proudly puffed out her chest, receiving envious glances. This was her empress, and she could even call her "sister" in private, hehe!