She coughed twice in an attempt to get his attention.
Hearing her cough, Long Jingchen looked up at her, and when he saw the clothes in Sang Jiang's hand, he understood.
He stepped forward two paces: "Do you want me to help you get dressed?"
Sang Jiang: "Get lost!"
"Hahahaha!" Long Jingchen laughed heartily at her murderous gaze and turned to walk away.
I can't tease her anymore, or she'll get really angry and that won't be fun. Besides, Long Jingyu is still waiting.
He stood outside the door and waited until Sang Jiang had changed her clothes and tied her hair before pushing the door open and coming out.
Upon seeing her come out, Long Jingchen immediately took her hand.
Sang Jiang tried to pull it apart a couple of times but couldn't, so she just let it go.
As Long Jingyu sat in the main hall of Mingyue Palace, watching the two people walk hand in hand towards him, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the cup in his hand.
The blush on Sang Jiang's face and her slightly swollen lips made him immediately understand what had just happened between the two of them.
His face immediately turned cold.
Seeing that Sang Jiang looked unwell, Long Jingchen was relieved. He led Sang Jiang to the head of the table and sat down.
Long Jingyu watched the two put down their cups and said with a slightly sour tone, "The Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort are truly in love."
Long Jingchen released Sang Jiang's hand, looked at Long Jingyu, and said with a smile, "Yes, I feel like I've found a treasure. I really regret not meeting you sooner."
Sang Jiang: ...
How come she didn't know this man was so mushy before?
The smile on Long Jingyu's lips vanished instantly. He looked up at Long Jingchen, who returned the look without giving in.
Sang Jiang sat next to Long Jingchen, looking at this and that.
Finally, unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, she stood up and looked at Long Jingchen, saying, "Your Majesty, since you have something to discuss, Your Majesty, I will take my leave now."
After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for the two of them to say anything more, then she curtsied and turned to leave.
Long Jingchen watched her departing figure and then instructed Yang Qi beside him, "The Imperial Noble Consort hasn't had her meal yet. Go and order someone to bring her dinner. Oh, and don't forget to give her some nourishing soup."
"Yes, this old servant will go right away." Yang Qi accepted the order, bowed to the two men, and turned to leave.
He walked extremely fast, as if he had received some kind of pardon. Given the way the Emperor and the Eighth Prince looked like they were about to fight at any moment, he dared not stay inside any longer.
Long Jingchen deliberately bit into the nourishing soup very hard, and sure enough, Long Jingyu's face darkened even more as soon as he said that.
He looked at Long Jingyu with a good mood: "Eighth Prince, is there something important that you have to see me so late?"
...
As soon as Sang Jiang went out, she immediately instructed Chunhe and Kou'er behind her, "Serve the meal."
"Yes." Kou'er accepted the order and turned to leave.
Sang Jiang then led Chunhe towards the palace.
Although she had slept all day, she felt uncomfortable all over while being held by Long Jingchen, and all she wanted to do now was lie down by herself.
As soon as she arrived at her bedchamber, she collapsed onto the soft couch, reached out and grabbed a piece of osmanthus cake to eat.
She was extremely hungry.
...
Jingren Palace.
After reporting their day's work to the Empress, Nian Shihua and Huanyun returned to the underground palace together.
Nian Shihua hesitated for a long time, watching Huanyun's retreating figure, before softly calling out to her, "Huanyun..."
Huan Yun turned around in surprise upon hearing his voice.
Looking into her bright eyes, Nian Shihua lowered his head slightly and said softly, "This is for you."
Huan Yun's eyes lit up immediately: "What are you doing?"
She knew it...
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