Chapter 52
It seems that after two months, he still doesn't understand what it means to be superior to women and inferior to men.
In the previous male-dominated world, although Lu Chengfeng was not a wise ruler, he had sat on that throne for many years, wielding the power of life and death, and could decide who died.
But now, any servant or even a lowly attendant can humiliate him.
Now that he no longer has the Imperial Noble Prince as his backer, I wonder how much obedience he will learn next time we meet.
Once he learns to be outwardly obedient, someone will "teach" him what it means to be vulnerable to both open and covert attacks!
The phoenix carriage was very stable, and the wind and rain outside could not affect her. Lingwu reached out and caught a few large raindrops.
He still needs to be a wise ruler.
That autumn rain came at just the right time.
This time, her imperial sister will not be able to collude with the Quanrong...
Lan Yidian
The lights were bright, but they couldn't hide the desolation.
This is where Consort Lan, from the Empress's harem, lives. Because she is rigid and extremely strict with etiquette, she is not favored by the Empress.
In the palace, officials were accustomed to currying favor with those in power. Even those who were not favored, even if they held the highest rank, would be harshly criticized and would find it difficult to even summon a royal physician.
But there are also advantages to being a sycophant.
For example, as soon as she stepped off the imperial carriage, a royal physician rushed over in the rain.
Seeing that the person leading the imperial physician was Jing Chun, her head palace maid, Ling Wu raised an eyebrow. "This time, I'll spare you a beating."
Raindrops still clung to Jing Chun's delicate face. She didn't have time to wipe them away after hearing this, but quickly nodded, feeling a sense of relief. "Your Majesty is merciful."
The Empress's phoenix throne is so coveted that if you spare their lives, they'll be eternally grateful.
When the noble prince Xi Ruoyu, who was in Lanyi Pavilion, heard the sound of His Majesty's arrival, he insisted on getting out of bed and waiting in the palace despite his illness.
Upon seeing the black phoenix robe, he bowed in greeting, but was lifted up by a pair of delicate hands. Then, a cool sensation came from his waist, and before he knew it, he was lifted up by the woman around the waist.
A moment of confusion crossed her cool, jade-like face. But once she understood, her cheeks, already flushed from the cold, became even warmer.
Ling Wu frowned slightly. "Since you are ill, just rest in bed. There's no need to wait for my arrival."
Xi Ruoyu pursed her lips, somewhat frightened but still stammering, "...etiquette cannot be disregarded."
Xi Ruoyu's attendant, Liu Qing, looked worried. His Majesty had finally arrived, but why was the Noble Consort reciting the rules again?
Although the royal family values rules and regulations, no wife would want her husband to constantly recite ancestral rules and etiquette.
Upon hearing this, Xi Ruoyu felt a pang of regret, and her fingers trembled slightly.
Will His Majesty abandon him this time as well?
He shouldn't have said it... He shouldn't have said it!
Lingwu placed him on the couch and noticed a damp spot on the boy's long eyelashes. She gently wiped it away with her hand.
He sighed softly, "I have always known that Ruoyu is a well-behaved and sensible person, but since you are currently ill, I will allow you to disregard the rules this time. You may come to my Phoenix Palace to accompany me after you recover."
The Phoenix Palace was where the Empress handled state affairs, and accompanying her was always an honor reserved for favored emperors.
Xi Ruoyu was incredulous at those words and remained in shock until the imperial physician left.
His Majesty was not angry, nor did he storm off.
Despite her anxiety, Liu Qing could only leave with worry after Ling Wu finished feeding Xi Ruoyu the medicine.
The room was quiet. Ling Wu rubbed her temples and lay down beside Xi Ruoyu.
Fortunately, this time Xi Ruoyu did not try to dissuade her from resting by the sick servant's side.
In the middle of the night, sensing a gaze upon her, Lingwu opened her eyes.
Just then, he saw Xi Ruoyu sleeping peacefully, but her bright eyes were fixed on him. When he opened his eyes, she quickly closed them again, as if afraid of being discovered.
It does have a certain lively and adorable quality.
A woman's soft laughter rang in her ears, and the heat rising on Xi Ruoyu's face tinged with desire, making even her usually aloof features appear somewhat tinged with passion.
"You can serve me again when you recover," Ling Wu said gently.
The boy's voice, barely audible, was filled with nervousness. "Your subject... Your subject wasn't thinking... wasn't thinking about serving you." He found it difficult to speak.
Lingwu touched his forehead; the fever had subsided, and the remaining warmth was normal. "It seems that Ruoyu will soon be able to accompany you in your service."
"Your Majesty..." the young man said with a hint of shyness.
I slept without a dream, and the sky was bright when I woke up.
Xi Ruoyu's expression had returned to its usual aloofness, but as Ling Wu left, she couldn't help but ask:
"Your Majesty said last night that once I recover from my illness, you will allow me to accompany you to the Phoenix Palace... Is that true?" He raised his head, his eyes filled with anticipation and trepidation.
Ling Wu was helped by Jing Chun to put on her phoenix robe. The phoenix on the black robe was still majestic, but Xi Ruoyu felt that there was a touch of gentleness in the phoenix eyes today.
"My word is as good as gold, so it is naturally true."
She smiled faintly, and that smile, when it fell into Xi Ruoyu's eyes, felt as warm as if sunlight were brushing over her whole body.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." He lowered his head, his eyes filled with deep joy.
He waited three years, and finally the person he loved turned back to him.
Lingwu gave a few more instructions before turning around and disappearing through the door.
The boy on the couch had a pair of cold, aloof eyes that were still staring intently.
Liu Qing, carrying the medicine and candied fruit, joked, "Your Highness, look, these candied fruit were specially prepared by His Majesty before he went to court. His Majesty has always had you in his heart!"
Hearing Liu Qing's words of barely concealed joy, Xi Ruoyu smiled, her jade-like face now radiating unparalleled beauty as if touched by the spring breeze.
"Hmm," he murmured.
His Majesty was unusually different last night; his tenderness made him feel as if all this affection was a dream, leaving him feeling lost and melancholy.
Fortunately, Liu Qing sensed something was wrong and quickly interrupted his thoughts, "In my opinion, Your Highness's beauty is unmatched in the entire palace!"
"Don't talk nonsense, the Imperial Noble Consort is the most important in the six palaces." Although she said this, her lips still inevitably tasted a little bitter after drinking the medicine.
Liu Qing promptly offered the candied fruit, saying, "Your Highness is beautiful, but you are also quite unique." Your Highness is as beautiful as a peony, but you are as aloof as a banished immortal; both are different kinds of charm.
Upon hearing this, Xi Ruoyu smiled faintly, her appearance like the first snow after a winter storm, making her otherwise serene and radiant, bringing a touch of brightness to the entire room.
In the Golden Palace, Lingwu sat high on the phoenix throne.
The courtiers below were just like those in patriarchal times, each expressing their own opinions, spitting as they argued endlessly.
The difference is that the court officials below were all women.
Politics was a piece of cake for Lingwu, so she let them speak freely, but in the end, she still needed to make a decision with her permission.
Lan Guijun from last night was the only person in my memory who was devoted to Sang Lingwu from beginning to end.
Imperial Noble Lady Qianqing's heart was mostly filled with power, and she only wanted to sit in a high position, while Noble Lady Lan Xi Ruoyu regarded Sang Lingwu as her heaven and earth, and never changed her original intention from birth to death.
Later, Lu Chengfeng stirred up the hearts of the people, and the palace servants all developed some disloyalty towards Sang Lingwu, but they did not put it into action.
However, only Xi Ruoyu discovered this and wanted to tell Sang Lingwu, but Lu Chengfeng noticed something was wrong and was the first to murder her.
After that, there was no clean place left in the inner palace.
And the previous dynasty...
Lingwu's gaze fell on the woman in the red dress.
Her younger sister, Sangyu.
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