Chapter Fifteen: "I said, I only want her."
"This palace maid beside you is quite good at serving people; let me keep her."
As the cold voice rang out, Huo Lin glanced at Consort Yu with indifferent eyes.
Consort Yu's smile froze instantly, and she almost dropped and shattered the porcelain bowl in front of her.
She brought Jiang Huan along out of necessity; once the meat was roasted, Jiang Huan was no longer needed.
Before she could even order her to leave, the Emperor himself stopped her.
What about all her meticulous planning? Did she just make a fool of herself?
“Your Majesty is joking.” Consort Yu clenched her knuckles and squeezed out a twisted smile. “This girl is clumsy and clumsy. She just broke my favorite enamel vase the other day. How can she be allowed to serve Your Majesty?”
Huo Lin didn't quite agree, and his expression darkened.
"I want her to stay."
Consort Yu's face turned green; she wished she could slap Jiang Huan across the face.
She really is a vixen!
If she could still bewitch the emperor with a veil covering her face, what would happen if she didn't have a veil and had to sleep with him on the spot?
No, she must take Jiang Huan away today!
Consort Yu suppressed her anger and continued to put on a smiling face.
"I think this girl has many flaws and is not as good as the people who serve His Majesty. Moreover, I have many palace servants in my palace who are much smarter than this girl. When I return, I will have someone come to serve His Majesty, shall I?"
Huo Lin grew impatient, put down his silver chopsticks, and his gaze sharpened like a blade.
His deep voice carried a chilling aura, like shattered jade.
"I said, I only want her."
Consort Yu's heart skipped a beat, and her smile became forced.
He wanted to try again, but then he saw Huo Lin's expression change, and his knuckles tapped the table with a dull thud.
As the black dragon-patterned wide sleeves cascaded down, the air suddenly seemed to freeze.
The young emperor slightly raised his chin, and the shadows cast by his brows were like sharp blades hanging overhead.
This is really going to mean her execution.
The handkerchief in Consort Yu's hand gradually became soaked with cold sweat. She swallowed hard, and the words on the tip of her tongue took a difficult turn.
"However, since Your Majesty likes her, I cannot keep her here. I only beg Your Majesty to allow me to take her back to Jinhua Palace for a few days to train her, and then send her back to Your Majesty. Is that alright?"
If the Emperor decides to keep her and discovers Jiang Huan's true identity, then all her efforts today will have been in vain!
At worst, she could use delaying tactics first. If the emperor wanted someone later, she could send a clever palace maid to his side.
As for the skill of grilling meat, only Jiang Huan can teach him.
If Jiang Huan still refuses to teach, then there's no point in keeping her around.
Huo Lin snorted coldly, "I'm only giving you three days. You must send the person over by then."
[For an emperor like myself to ask Consort Yu for a palace maid and she so evades the question, it's not an exaggeration to call her a rebel.]
[If it weren't for the barbecue we had today, I would definitely have sent someone to teach Consort Yu some manners!]
Jiang Huan was also anxious at this moment, and listening to Huo Lin's incessant nagging only made her feel more overwhelmed.
The jealousy and murderous intent of Consort Yu beside her were so intense that she felt she could tear her apart.
If they return to Jinhua Palace with Consort Yu, they will only face severe punishment.
If the punishment had been any more severe, she might have died.
However, if she directly reveals her identity to the Emperor, Consort Yu could settle scores later.
What should she do?
Why is it that other transmigrated characters are all exceptionally gifted, with superpowers that allow them to wreak havoc?
Could she trade her mind-reading ability for it?
Consort Yu was completely unaware of this, and upon hearing the Emperor's agreement, she did not hesitate.
She couldn't give Jiang Huan the chance to seduce the Emperor!
"Your Majesty, please allow me to take my leave so that I may return to the palace and have someone discipline her."
Huo Lin was currently disliking Consort Yu, and when he heard her say she wanted to leave, he immediately agreed.
When Consort Yu saw that Jiang Huan was still standing there without moving, a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.
"Come on, what are you standing here for?"
"yes."
Jiang Huan had no choice but to agree for now, while her brain raced as she tried to think of a solution.
Going back means death, and revealing one's identity also means death.
For now, she can only pretend to have revealed it unintentionally.
This way, she could reveal her identity to the Emperor without being unable to explain herself to Consort Yu when she returned.
After thinking it over, Jiang Huan looked for an opportunity.
She followed Consort Yu out, just as a young eunuch was hurrying back into the room.
Just as the two were about to pass each other, Jiang Huan's eyes darkened slightly, and she inadvertently tripped the little eunuch with her foot.
I'm so sorry!
The two were close together, and as the young eunuch was about to fall, he instinctively reached out to grab Jiang Huan, who was standing next to him.
Jiang Huan pretended to lose her balance when she was pulled, and fell forward, knocking down Consort Yu.
In the midst of the chaos, Jiang Huan took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and quietly tore off the veil covering her face, revealing her features.
Wang Degui, who rushed over from outside to help Consort Yu, was slightly taken aback when he saw Jiang Huan. "Consort Zhuang?"
Seeing that Jiang Huan was still lying on the ground, Wang Degui quickly called for help.
"Quickly! Someone come and help Zhuang Changzai up."
Upon seeing this, the palace maids serving inside the room rushed forward to help him up.
Consort Yu had already been helped up by Wang Degui, and her expression changed drastically when she saw that Jiang Huan's face had been exposed.
If looks could devour people, Jiang Huan felt that she would probably have been devoured by Consort Yu by now.
"It's all my fault, Your Majesty, I've dragged you into this." Jiang Huan looked apologetic and remorseful.
But in my heart, I gave myself a thumbs up; this trip was a close call, though without any real danger.
If palace intrigue had levels, she'd at least be considered to have leveled up one, right?
"It's alright, let's go quickly."
Consort Yu was flustered and didn't care about the pain from the fall. She only hoped that Huo Lin hadn't discovered Jiang Huan.
But she was destined to be disappointed.
The commotion was huge, yet the Hall of Mental Cultivation was quiet; unless Huo Lin was deaf.
He walked over with a frown, and was somewhat surprised to see Jiang Huan.
[Consort Zhuang? She hasn't appeared for so long; I thought she was dead.]
[So this charcoal-roasted meat was her doing. That makes sense; the glutinous rice balls she made last time were very much to my liking.]
[Excellent, excellent. I was wondering when Jinhua Palace produced a chef skilled in cooking. If it's Consort Zhuang, then I wouldn't be surprised.]
【but……】
Huo Lin's expression was cold and his voice was authoritative.
"What's going on?"
"Consort Yu, how come Consort Zhuang is by your side, dressed as a palace maid?"
As this deadly interrogation came down, Consort Yu's grip on Jiang Huan's arm tightened suddenly.
Feeling flustered, I didn't know how to answer.
Jiang Huan had already made up her mind. She took a step forward and took a deep breath.
"Your Majesty, I heard that Consort Yu was going to serve you a meal, so I asked Consort Yu to bring me along."
"It was my idea to change into palace maid's clothes. Roasting meat easily splatters oil and damages silk, so I don't feel bad wearing this."
If she could, Jiang Huan wouldn't want to speak up for Consort Yu.
She was under someone else's roof and had no choice but to bow her head.
As a powerless and insignificant concubine, how could she dare to openly offend Consort Yu, who was in charge of the household affairs of Jinhua Palace?
The most important thing now is to protect myself and Xiao Zhao and find a chance to leave.
Upon hearing this explanation, Huo Lin remained indifferent and aloof, but his words carried unwavering authority.
"Consort Yu, leave. You stay."
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