Chapter 83 Pampered
This was Chu Huaiyu's first ancestral worship ceremony after ascending the throne.
There was a long-standing rumor in the Great Zhou Dynasty that the ancestral worship ceremony held after the new emperor took office must not have any flaws.
Otherwise, the emperor would be seen as immoral, and it would be difficult for him to win over the people in the future.
Therefore, Chu Huaiyu paid special attention to this grand ceremony.
All matters, both internal and external, were handed over to the Du family to handle, supposedly as an opportunity for the Du family to redeem themselves.
Inside the hall, the officials were engaged in lively discussions, their words never ceasing.
Lu Zhaoxue didn't hear a single word.
She kept her head down, as if countless voices were echoing in her mind.
At this moment, all her thoughts were firmly focused on the fact that Chu Siheng had a princess.
Chu Siheng actually got married...
Lu Zhaoxue knew in her heart that she was no longer qualified to care about Chu Siheng's affairs, let alone love him.
But the pain in her heart surged like a tidal wave, almost drowning her completely.
She always felt that things shouldn't be like this between her and him...
Midway through the banquet, Chu Siheng suddenly started coughing.
The princess immediately reached out to pat his back and whispered words of advice to him in a very gentle tone.
Upon seeing this, Lu Zhaoxue unconsciously bit her lower lip.
She only slowly released her grip after tasting a faint hint of blood.
Now, when another woman takes care of him, it is just as harmonious and natural.
In fact, she seemed more competent than herself.
Lu Zhaoxue abruptly turned her head away, unable to bear watching any longer.
She picked up the wine glass on the table, tilted her head back, and took a big gulp.
The strong liquor that she used to find spicy and hard to swallow has now become an antidote to numb her senses.
After a few drinks, Lu Zhaoxue's cheeks gradually flushed, and her body felt weak, causing her to lean back unconsciously.
Seeing this, Chu Huaiyu quickly reached out and pulled her closer to his side.
The princes and ministers below looked at each other in bewilderment, their eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.
"His Majesty truly dotes on Consort Chen."
Princess Consort of Mo Nan suddenly spoke, a polite smile on her face: "I truly envy the Noble Consort, for being so favored by the Emperor."
Lu Zhaoxue vaguely heard someone talking about her, so she looked over, but her vision was already a little blurry.
She could see the familiar figure not far away very clearly.
He sat upright in his seat, his face covered by a white veil, making it impossible to see his expression.
Yet her aloof and otherworldly temperament remained undiminished.
In a daze, she felt that he was so close to her.
It seemed as if she could touch him again if she just reached out her hand.
Unfortunately, her hand was tightly held by Chu Huaiyu under the table, making her unable to move.
"Hahaha……"
Chu Huaiyu suddenly burst into laughter, her tone tinged with smugness: "Perhaps the Imperial Concubine is also envious of you, Princess Consort of Mo Nan, at this moment."
As he spoke, he squeezed Lu Zhaoxue's hand tightly.
Lu Zhaoxue came to her senses and looked at Chu Huaiyu with misty eyes, her gaze filled with confusion and sorrow.
Seeing her like this, Chu Huaiyu felt a slight pang of pity and slowly released her hand.
At this moment, the Princess of Mo Nan said softly, "When I was still in Mo Nan, I often heard about how much His Majesty doted on the Noble Consort."
Everyone says that the Empress must be incredibly beautiful to have won His Majesty's favor and affection.
This favor and affection was so great that the current emperor did not hesitate to snatch it away from his own brother and even made a grand show of bestowing upon her the title of Imperial Concubine.
Such an unprecedented tale has long been familiar to the people.
"His Majesty……"
Lu Zhaoxue suddenly grabbed Chu Huaiyu's arm. She didn't want to leave the table early, but now the alcohol was making her feel uncomfortable.
She had no choice but to interrupt their conversation, leaning close to Chu Huaiyu's ear and whispering, "I'm really feeling unwell, and I'd like to leave first..."
Chu Huaiyu frowned and reached out to support her.
The court officials said in a deep voice, "Consort Chen is unwell. I will help her back to rest first."
Having said that, he left without paying any attention to the astonished expressions of the princes and ministers in the hall, and helped Lu Zhaoxue turn and leave.
After leaving the main hall, Chu Huaiyu simply picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom.
The assembled officials exchanged bewildered glances, then turned their attention to Chu Siheng, the Prince of Mo Nan, who was seated at the table…
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