At that moment, the eunuch's voice broke the awkward atmosphere in Qiming Palace, "His Majesty has arrived!"

"Your Majesty, I/your son pay my respects."

Oh, and Your Majesty too. After finishing her greetings, Dong'e Mingyue suddenly stepped forward, pretending to be friendly and wanting to lean on the Emperor. However, Emperor Fulin dodged her. Her expression stiffened, and she said to the Emperor with tears in her eyes, "Didn't Your Majesty say last time that the flowers in my garden are even more beautiful than those in the Imperial Garden? Why don't you accompany me to admire them for a while today?"

Fu Lin's face stiffened. Under Qing Yin's increasingly indifferent gaze, he stared stiffly at Dong E Shi, his eyes growing increasingly sinister and cold.

Although Wanwan's attitude towards him had softened somewhat in the past few days, the arrival of Dong Eshi had rendered it all meaningless, and she was even colder than the first time. Fulin felt uneasy and hated Dong Eshi, who had been gazing at him expectantly, even more.

Dong E Mingyue hadn't realized it yet, or rather, she didn't believe the truth. She still held onto a sliver of hope, waiting for the Emperor to grant her wish. After all, in all the years she'd been in the palace, His Majesty's favor towards her had been genuine. His Majesty was wise and powerful; he wasn't someone who only cared about looks. She was a high school student from modern times who had received professional education; she knew so much. Surely His Majesty would value her even more?

Thinking of this, she raised her bright face, her chin slightly tilted up, her eyes filled with tears, looking pitiful. This was the most beautiful angle she had ever tried, hoping to awaken the emperor's pity.

What she didn't know was that Fu Lin, looking at her beautiful face, felt nothing but disgust.

Fu Lin said impatiently, "No need, if you want to see it, then see it yourself." His tone was quick and urgent, as if he was afraid that Qing Yin would misunderstand that he would agree.

"Your Majesty?" Dong'e Mingyue raised her head in disbelief, but when she saw the piercing coldness in the Emperor's eyes, she shuddered and fell silent.

Dong E Mingyue, who was directly rejected, caught a glimpse of Qingyin, who was as beautiful as a painting just by sitting quietly. Unable to contain her embarrassment and sadness any longer, she declared that she was leaving.

The remaining people present did not try to keep him or care. After everyone left, Fu Lin sat down directly next to Qing Yin.

Her tone was extremely gentle: "Wanwan! It's really lively today, why are there so many people?"

Still engrossed in her new toy, Cuiyue came running over with a "thump thump thump": "Father, it's me! Consort Wan is alone every day, and so is Mother. So I brought Mother over here, so that neither Mother nor Consort Wan will be lonely."

"Really? Cuiyue is so sensible." Fulin patted the little girl's head, but his eyes were fixed on Qingyin without missing a beat.

Consort Yang blushed as she looked at the Emperor's wanton and shameless manner. "Tsk tsk, the Emperor is really disgusting. Even Cuiyue is so unrestrained here. I wonder if Wanmei can stand it at night."

"Since His Majesty has come, and Cuiyue needs to study for a while every day, then I will not disturb Sister Wan any longer. I will take Cuiyue back first."

Fu Lin: "Yes, let's go back."

Fu Lin readily agreed to Consort Yang's request in the manner of a master, leaving Qing Yin no chance to speak.

Before leaving, Qingyin lowered her head, pretending to be shy, as she met the teasing gaze of Consort Yang, who was holding Xiao Cuiyue's hand.

The others in the room weren't fools either; one by one, they left the room, giving the Emperor and his master some space to be alone.

A confined room is more likely to breed an atmosphere of ambiguity.

At least in Fu Lin's mind, he was focused on Wanwan, who was sitting to the side in white, his eyes filled with amazement.

"Wanwan, white suits you best. I will have Wu Liangfu give you some white silk gauze from the Southern Frontier to make a few more clothes that will suit you perfectly."

Qingyin blinked her eyelashes, which were as large as small fans, and said indifferently, "I'm afraid I won't be able to finish wearing the clothes Your Majesty sent last time, even until next year. There's no need to send any more. Why not give this fabric to the other sisters?"

As she spoke, Qingyin's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, but in Fulin's eyes, it was a major breakthrough.

Is Wanwan jealous? Fulin's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smile: "This fabric is only suitable for Wanwan. The others can just go to the Imperial Household Department to get it."

As he spoke, Fulin couldn't help but straighten Qingyin's body, gazing deeply into her eyes, and taking her hand to place it on his chest: "Wanwan, I was wrong before, but perhaps it was heaven punishing me for being blind, mistaking a fish eye for a pearl, and losing my true jewel. Only today do I understand my feelings for Wanwan, so Wanwan, are you willing to give me a chance to start over? I swear, I will never touch you until you agree."

As the son of the late emperor and empress dowager, Fulin had a handsome face with strong and regular features. He had an extremely dignified appearance, and with his affectionate gaze, his deep eyebrows and eyes appeared even more gentle.

Qingyin trembled at the gaze and said in a resentful tone, "Does Your Majesty like me or this face I have now? If I get old and my beauty fades, won't Your Majesty just abandon me in the cold palace?"

Meeting Qingyin's questioning gaze, Fulin wanted to deny it outright, but under that captivatingly beautiful face, his voice softened: "No way! Wanwan..."

His throat went dry, but he looked at Qingyin earnestly and said, "It is true that I am attracted to Wanwan, but Wanwan is not the whole story. I will prove it to you."

...

After that conversation, Qingyin noticed that Fulin no longer laid a hand on her. In addition to coaxing her more diligently every day, he also specially reinvestigated the matter of harming Consort Dong'e.

Because of the emperor's seriousness, the matter was thoroughly investigated, including how Consort Li planned it, as well as Consort Dong'e's prior knowledge, the trap she set, and Qingyin's knowledge. However, the current emperor's favoritism was too blatant, and Consort Li was unlucky. She was demoted to a lower rank, fined, and confined to her quarters for three months. Consort Dong'e was also confined to her quarters for three months.

The truth was revealed to the original owner of the body and also reached the ears of Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang.

Although she disliked Consort Dong'e for being alluring and unruly, it didn't mean she liked the other concubines who clung to the Emperor. Upon further inquiry, the Empress Dowager learned that the Emperor hadn't visited any of the other palaces for half a month. Strangely, he hadn't even visited Consort Wan's Qiming Palace.

After giving Sumalagu some instructions, the Empress Dowager closed her eyes and waited for the next main character to appear.

Qiming Palace.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager requests your presence."

Qingyin smiled. She really hadn't expected the Empress Dowager to take so long to find her, after all, the Emperor's commotion was quite significant.

Moreover, the Empress was quite strange this time. Although Fulin excused her from paying her respects to the Empress for a month under the pretext of illness, half a month has passed and the Empress has not shown any attitude. On the contrary, she has sent her a lot of gifts.

Qingyin was somewhat surprised. From the original owner's memories, she had not had much contact with the Empress. She only knew that she was a woman with a heroic appearance, but she didn't know anything about her personality.

Qingyin had a lot on her mind, but only a second or two had actually passed.