"If you are scared, master, I will come to accompany you then." Miaoxue looked at Su Jingyao sincerely, her face full of concern.

Su Jingyao smiled, then teased, "What if I want His Highness to accompany me?"

"Then I will go to Yude Hall to invite His Highness to come to my master." Miaoxue said without hesitation with a firm look in her eyes.

"Okay, I'll ask you to invite His Highness tonight."

There was a glimmer of cunning in Su Jingyao's eyes, and she spoke in a meaningful voice.

After hearing this, Miaoxue felt excited and a happy smile appeared on her face. Her master was finally going to compete for favor.

At the beginning of the Xu hour, Su Jingyao, who had just finished washing up, was wearing a light and thin light pink gauze dress. She looked like a delicate and beautiful peach blossom. She walked gracefully to the couch and sat down.

The long hair like a waterfall is casually draped over the shoulders, adding a touch of softness and charm.

There was a piece of white paper on the low table in the middle of the couch. Su Jingyao stretched out her slender hand, gently picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and then slowly wrote on the paper.

Her expression was focused and serious. After finishing writing, Su Jingyao looked at the beautiful handwriting on the paper with satisfaction. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a sweet and lovely smile.

She folded the paper carefully, put it into an exquisite envelope, and then handed it to Miaoxue who was standing beside her.

"Miaoxue, go ahead and give it to His Highness in person."

Su Jingyao blinked her big, lively eyes mischievously, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes.

"Yes, master." Miaoxue replied happily, holding the envelope tightly in both hands as if she was holding a precious treasure.

Miaoxue went out, picked up an umbrella and walked out of the hall.

It was drizzling outside the palace. Miaoxue carefully hid the letter in her arms to prevent it from getting wet.

Outside the Yude Hall, Anshun saw Miaoxue coming and hurried forward to greet her.

There was a complicated expression on his face, which was both respectful and helpless.

He has served in the East Palace for more than ten years. Now, facing the two masters of Qiluan Palace and Xiyan Palace, he is really in a dilemma.

Anshun originally thought that this concubine with outstanding appearance did not receive the favor of His Highness in the Eastern Palace and felt sorry for it. But now he realized how wrong he was.

This concubine is not a simple person.

"Miss Miaoxue, it's raining, why are you here?" There was a hint of concern in Anshun's voice.

"Eunuch Anshun, the master asked me to deliver a letter to His Highness, and said that I should hand it to His Highness personally. Could you please pass the message on?" Miaoxue's voice was clear and pleasant, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

"Miss Miaoxue, wait a moment. I will go in and ask."

An Shun said this and turned and walked into the Yude Hall.

Jun Zechen sat in the first seat, his posture was straight and his bearing was dignified. He was holding a book in his hand and reading it intently. The bright candlelight danced on his handsome face, making his facial features more three-dimensional and distinct.

The lines on his face were firm yet gentle, with deep brows, a straight nose, and thin lips tightly closed. He had no expression on his face and looked stern and mysterious, like a god, which made people feel awe.

"Your Highness, Concubine Su's personal maid Miaoxue wants to see you." Anshun bowed slightly and said softly.

When Jun Zechen heard that it was from Su Jingyao's palace, his eyes, as deep as a cold pond, flickered slightly, and then he asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Miaoxue said that Concubine Su wrote a letter to you and asked Miaoxue to give it to you personally." Anshun replied respectfully.

"Let her in."

"yes."

An Shun responded, then turned and went out, and came back with Miaoxue after a while.

Miaoxue followed Anshun, feeling a little nervous. She took cautious steps and came in front of Jun Zechen.

"Your Highness, I am here to greet you." Miaoxue bent her knees slightly and said respectfully.

"Get up and present it."

Jun Zechen's voice was still calm, but it always gave people a sense of oppression.

Miaoxue quickly stood up and respectfully presented the envelope with both hands.

Jun Zechen took the envelope, opened it, unfolded the letter, and read it carefully:

It rains continuously tonight, but unfortunately there is no thunder. I hope Your Highness can sleep well.

Just three sentences.

Jun Zechen frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly, not quite understanding what this little woman was thinking.

"Does your master have any other instructions?" Jun Zechen raised his head and looked at Miaoxue and asked.

Miaoxue saw the doubt in His Highness's face and was also curious about what the master had written to His Highness, but the master had indeed not told her anything, so she answered truthfully, "No, Your Highness."

"Well, go back."

Jun Zechen waved his hand, signaling Miaoxue to leave. Miaoxue bowed respectfully and then slowly walked out.

After Miaoxue left, Jun Zechen took the letter and read it carefully over and over again, frowning slightly, his eyes full of confusion.

His slender fingers gently stroked the letter, as if trying to find some hidden clues in it.

It was indeed drizzling outside tonight, and Jun Zechen clearly remembered that the little woman was always afraid of thunder, but she expressed in the letter that it was a pity that there was no thunder today.

Isn't this very contradictory? Moreover, if there was no thunder, shouldn't he be able to sleep more peacefully?

Then why does she still feel sorry?

Jun Zechen's mind was completely occupied by the letter, and he couldn't even concentrate on reading the book in his hand.

I kept thinking in my mind, this little woman is so knowledgeable and talented, could these three sentences have any deeper meaning?

Jun Zechen was puzzled and felt itchy inside.

"Anshun, go to Xiyan Palace."

Jun Zechen's low voice rang out in the hall, with a hint of urgency in his eyes.

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