Concubine Jin stood outside the Xuanzheng Hall waiting for the emperor to leave the court. This was the only way for him to pass.
Xie Yanci was sitting in the sedan chair when he saw a familiar figure: "Stop."
"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. May your Highness live long and happily."
"No need to be polite."
Concubine Jin stood up, her haggard face and makeup made her look even more fragile, and the words she spoke were also mournful and sad.
"I know I have sinned deeply. Out of selfish selfishness, I disrupted Princess Zhaohua's blessing ceremony. Therefore, I have been copying scriptures day and night in Chengqian Palace to apologize. Qianwei, bring it here quickly."
"yes."
The palace maid brought a whole pile of scriptures to the emperor with her brows lowered.
Xie Yanci glanced over and saw that Concubine Jin was still maintaining a cautious look: "I see that you have lost a lot of weight."
"For Princess Zhaohua, everything is worth it."
"I already know your intentions. Is there anything else?"
Seeing him about to leave, Concubine Jin quickly took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty! I have a request!"
"you say."
"During this time of confinement, I have felt like I was living in a year. I have been longing to be by His Majesty's side, even if it would be just to quietly grind ink. If His Majesty has calmed down, could you please allow me..."
Xie Yanci's tone puzzled her. "Things like this are naturally handled by the servants of Changsheng Palace. You're already a noble concubine, why would you condescend to grind ink?"
"When I came in the past, the Emperor always said that he enjoyed the company of beautiful women. Now, do you think you are so disgusted with me?" Her voice was almost choked with sobs, and her eyes were misty. "Then... then I will not bother the Emperor anymore."
Xie Yanci looked at her back as she moved step by step, and his heart softened.
He winked at Yang Mingrui, who ran over and stopped the group.
When she looked back again, there was obviously more joy on her face.
Concubine Jin got her wish and entered the Changsheng Palace to serve. Having learned her lesson from the previous incident, she no longer dared to criticize Wei Shuyi at will.
What she should do is to keep quiet and grind the ink carefully.
"You haven't said a word for so long. This is not like you."
"I am terrified, afraid I'll say something inappropriate and upset the Emperor."
Xie Yanci studied her profile and soothed her, "I'm not that petty. Since your action was unintentional, you were punished afterward, and you even copied piles of scriptures yourself, how could I blame you for this?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness!"
Concubine Jin put down the inkstone and sat beside him. She was so aggrieved that she couldn't speak and could only lower her head and shed tears.
The emperor patiently asked, "What happened?"
"I'm still thinking about the night-blooming cereus that bloomed that night," she responded quickly, wiping tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. "I planted it myself. I waited so long for that day, but the Emperor never showed up. That's why I became so anxious."
"It's my fault. I didn't explain it clearly when I sent someone to inform you."
"No, it's not Your Majesty's fault! It's because I don't have the blessing to enjoy this wonderful sight with Your Majesty."
Xie Yanci stroked the jade seal on the imperial desk, not knowing how to comfort himself for a moment.
Instead, she took the initiative to suggest, "Your Majesty, I was left with no other choice but to ask the gardener to bring me this Epiphyllum that's about to bloom. Although I didn't cultivate it myself, it's still a wonder. If Your Majesty doesn't mind, could you please come to Chengqian Palace tonight?"
He had no reason to refuse.
Especially after the appointment was broken, it was even more impossible to refuse again when the beauty was down.
"Okay, this time, I will definitely accompany you to appreciate the moment when the night-blooming cereus blooms."
Concubine Jin tentatively leaned into the emperor's arms. Seeing that he didn't move away, she leaned in with confidence: "Then the emperor promised me this time, so you can't change your mind again?"
"It's a deal!"
"My lady, I've asked around, and many people saw the Imperial Concubine following the Emperor to the Hall of Eternal Life!"
Jingning is Sang Yuxuan's gossipy friend. She can immediately capture what just happened, as long as the content is not particularly confidential, and then pass it on to Wei Shuyi's ears.
"She couldn't wait any longer, so she blocked the way after the Emperor left the court."
Wei Shuyi was painting, but what she was painting was no longer ink lotus, but a vast ocean.
Wen Yu came over and handed over the light blue paint: "Miss, what are you going to do? Since the emperor has given the go-ahead, then the next thing will definitely be a natural progression."
"Since she caused me to lose my beloved daughter, I will never allow her to have an easy life!" Wei Shuyi suddenly remembered something. "Oh, by the way, have you sent the book I asked you to give to Zhen Changzai?"
"On the very day the young lady gave me this instruction, I was sent to Yonghe Palace. Two days ago, I heard the maids in the West Wing Palace mention that Consort Zhen was taking this opportunity very seriously and was practicing dancing day and night!"
"That's good."
She walked directly out of the inner room and headed towards Jiaofeng Palace.
Because she knew that there was a maid specially sent by the mansion to be by Xin Xuanshi's side, who was extremely good at dressing up.
Dusk is falling.
Xie Yanci sat in the sedan chair, waiting to go to Chengqian Palace for dinner. Whether it was God's arrangement or some invisible influence, he stared in a trance in the direction of Lin'an Palace.
Since reconciling with Wei Shuyi, her personality has changed drastically. She is no longer as stiff and stubborn as before. Instead, she is more gentle and considerate, which makes him easily indulge in her.
I don’t know, has she had dinner now?
"Yang Mingrui." "The servant is here!"
"Let's take a detour. I want to see Sang Yuxuan."
"Yes, I understand."
He thought to himself: Just a glance, or a greeting, would be enough; it wouldn't take much time. As long as I could accompany Concubine Jin to dine and admire the flowers, it wouldn't count as breaking the appointment.
However, things always go against one's wishes.
When the sedan chair was about to arrive outside the gate of Lin'an Palace, a flash of lotus pink color made him get off the sedan chair and look forward anxiously.
The beautiful woman, without her hairpins and rings, leaned against the doorway in her silk gown, smiling softly. Her fair fingers rested on the dark brown columns, creating a striking contrast.
Her bright and clear eyes were full of charm, her three thousand black hair was fixed behind her ear with a jade hairpin, and she smiled shyly at him.
The hibiscus hairpin on her forehead and the dark red teardrop mole at the corner of her eye make her both charming and pure.
"Yao'er..."
Whenever I called her, there was always a response.
But the woman in front of him seemed not to hear his call. After taking a quick glance at the palace maid behind him, she turned into a frightened deer and disappeared at the door.
Xie Yanci hurriedly chased after him and heard Eunuch Yang shouting, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The Imperial Concubine is there..."
"We'll talk later!"
He must find out what this woman is up to.
Lin'an Palace wasn't very big, and he found Sang Yuxuan easily. But there wasn't even a palace servant there, let alone someone to ask her where she was hiding.
The emperor felt a little annoyed for a moment. After looking around, he was about to call Eunuch Yang over when he noticed a pair of warm little hands covering his eyes.
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