We walked out of Zihexuan.
Following closely behind, they saw a rare glint of cold light flash in Xuan Yuanhan's eyes, and his face appeared incredibly gloomy and chilling.
Without uttering a word, he quickened his pace and headed straight for the Star Moon Pavilion.
Cheng Liang realized that his master was clearly going to settle scores with Lu Tianjiao.
However, upon reflection, she realized that no matter what, she was still Lu Xian's daughter. Although she was equally angry, she tried to say a few words of persuasion.
"Your Highness, the Consort is, after all, Lu Xian's daughter. Perhaps she never intended this..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Yuanhan reprimanded him in a deep voice: "If you dare to say another word in her defense, you will be punished yourself!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Liang could only remain silent.
Meanwhile, inside the Star Moon Pavilion.
Lu Tianjiao was sitting at the table, seemingly nonchalantly and intently sewing a sachet.
A maidservant accompanying him was tidying up the silk threads, but she was actually extremely worried about him!
"The Consort really shouldn't have gone to Zihe Pavilion to provoke them today. If something were to happen to the Dowager Consort, what would happen if His Highness Prince Qin blamed her? After all, you've only just entered the Prince's residence, and your foundation is still unstable. Your Highness was far too hasty!"
Lu Tianjiao carefully examined the cluster of lifelike, delicate pink mimosa flowers embroidered on the sachet in her hand, which was almost finished.
Overjoyed, she outwardly remained calm as she said, "Then why don't you tell me, how long must this princess wait? And who can prove that this princess went to Zihe Pavilion to provoke him, rather than to fulfill her filial duty to His Highness?!"
The maidservant thought about the attitudes of everyone in the Prince's mansion since she entered the mansion, and murmured, "Does this need any proof? All along, everyone in the Prince's mansion has been intentionally or unintentionally isolating the people of Xingyue Pavilion, and naturally they will all stand on the side of the Dowager Consort!"
The maid grew increasingly worried, so she glanced towards the door and said anxiously, "I wonder how the Imperial Concubine is doing? Why haven't the people who went to Zihe Pavilion to gather information returned yet?"
Lu Tianjiao noticed the maid's worry, but instead smiled and interrupted her thoughts, instructing, "Alright, stop worrying unnecessarily! What's meant to be will be. Go and fetch those herbs that were just dried a few days ago, which we were going to use to make sachets!"
The maid had no choice but to get up and do as she was told.
As Lu Tianjiao quickly stuffed the herbs that the maid brought in into a sachet, he said with absolute certainty, "Don't worry! If that old man really got sick from my anger, the sky over Xingyue Pavilion would have collapsed long ago!"
Hearing this, the maid seemed to feel a little relieved. She pondered to herself and murmured, "What Your Highness said doesn't seem to be unreasonable!"
While the two were talking, the gourd sachet they had been longing for was finally made.
Lu Tianjiao held it tightly in his hand, looking at it from left to right, liking it more and more the more he looked at it.
Finally, he brought it close to his nose and smelled it again, seemingly quite satisfied with the fragrance.
In an instant, her memory suddenly returned to several years ago, when Emperor Jing bestowed a marriage upon Xuan Yuanhan to Mei Xiyuan, and she came to the palace with her father and brothers to offer her congratulations.
Among the countless wedding gifts, all of which were unique and rare treasures, Xuan Yuanhan particularly cherished the crudely made sachet that Yi Shangyun had personally crafted.
At that time, she was still indignant. Sachets were supposed to be very private personal items that only a newlywed wife could give to her husband.
At that moment, she was secretly delighted: "Finally, I can legitimately sew sachets for Brother Han."
So, as she stroked the sachet in her hand, she murmured to herself, "The gourd vines stretch far and wide, bearing abundant fruit, symbolizing countless generations of descendants; and this mimosa flower further signifies harmony and happiness between husband and wife. I'm sure he'll love it!"
While she couldn't help but let her thoughts wander, a blush suddenly appeared on her face.
Just as she was lost in her own thoughts, she suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the door: "This servant greets Your Highness, the Prince of Qin!"
Upon hearing this, the maid inside the hall immediately came to her senses, appearing flustered and panicked.
"His Highness Prince Qin? Why is he here at this hour?"
So she quickly stepped aside, bowed her head, and said, "This servant greets Your Highness, the King of Qin!"
As soon as Xuanyuan Han entered, he solemnly ordered everyone in the hall to leave: "All of you, get out!"
In an instant, footsteps filled the hall, and soon only Lu Tianjiao remained.
Seeing this, Lu Tianjiao glanced at the night outside the window; it was almost time to go to bed.
It seemed as if he suddenly realized something.
She was actually quietly moved: "Could it be that Brother Han has finally realized my true feelings for her and wants to make up for our failed wedding night...?"
Upon realizing this, Lu Tianjiao's heart suddenly began to pound wildly.
It took me a while to come to my senses.
She stood up and slowly moved forward, reaching out to hug Xuan Yuanhan's waist, saying, "Brother Han, why did you come at this hour?"
At that moment, she pressed herself tightly against his heart, her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and said tenderly, "Brother Han, I knew it. In the end, you will only belong to Tianjiao."
As she spoke, she reached out to tie the sachet in her hand onto Xuanyuan Han's wrist.
Suddenly looking down, he saw that Xuan Yuanhan was still wearing the sapphire blue sachet that Yun had given him before, which now looked obviously faded and old.
So he reached out to take it off, but Xuan Yuanhan covered his hand and protected it.
Helpless, she could only tie her sachet to the other side of his waist and say, "Tianjiao has wanted to do this for a long time, and today my wish has finally come true. Does Brother Han like this sachet?"
Xuanyuan Han remained silent.
Suddenly, she boldly began to try, taking one of her slender hands and moving it up from his waist to the collar buttons of Xuan Yuanhan's clothes.
Not only that, but it seems eager to try and take the next step.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, a strong, large hand suddenly grabbed his restless hand.
Immediately afterwards, a cold and indifferent voice rang out.
"I've come tonight to tell you not to be so clever. In my palace, I despise those who are self-righteous and think they know best. After all these years, don't you even understand this?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Tianjiao silently swallowed and pulled his bound hand back.
She defended herself, saying, "Tianjiao was simply trying to be filial to Mother Consort on your behalf, seeing how busy Brother Han is with official duties all day. Is that wrong?!"
Even now, Xuan Yuanhan was still trying his best to suppress his anger: "From the first day you entered the palace, didn't I personally warn you not to go to Zihe Pavilion to disturb my mother? Did you just ignore my words?"
Lu Tianjiao was unwilling to give up and wanted to continue to argue: "Tianjiao didn't, but we are already married, I..."
But Xuan Yuanhan didn't give her another chance: "Don't do anything unnecessary. If there's a next time, I guarantee you'll regret it."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
Just as the opportunity was about to slip away once again, Lu Tianjiao suddenly caught up with him and hugged Xuan Yuanhan tightly from behind.
She pleaded with him, saying, "Brother Han, please, don't be so cruel to Tianjiao. Tianjiao's only wish in this life is to become Brother Han's rightful woman. Please, take Tianjiao, okay? Tianjiao will do anything you ask."
This time, she boldly began to reach out and remove Xuan Yuanhan's robes.
Xuanyuan Han grabbed her and warned her earnestly, "In this life, I will only have Yun'er as my woman!"
Lu Tianjiao was furious, but still wanted to persuade him: "But that woman doesn't love you. Otherwise, she wouldn't have left you again and again without any regard for your feelings!"
Undoubtedly, these words once again pierced Xuan Yuanhan's heart.
After a pause, Xuan Yuanhan continued, "So what? No matter who she loves in her heart, as long as I know that the only person I love is her, that is enough!"
Having said that, he smiled slightly and continued, "To have met in this lifetime is already the best of luck. Besides, we have so many beautiful memories together. These memories are enough to sustain me through this life!"
Lu Tianjiao was burning with anger, unwilling to give up, but seemed to have no other options and could only ask again and again.
"Why?"
"Why her of all people?"
"In what way does Tianjiao fall short of her?"
Xuanyuan Han stopped talking, but pried her hands off his body and took off the sachet.
He turned back and handed it to her, saying meaningfully, "One day, you'll understand!"
After saying that, he turned and walked out without looking back.
Watching his departing figure, Lu Tianjiao tightly gripped the sachet in his hand.
Outside the door, Cheng Liang was sweating bullets, anxiously watching the two of them.
I expected a furious outburst, but no sound came from inside the palace.
Seeing Xuanyuan Han finally lift the curtain and come out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, you weren't angry?"
Xuanyuan Han retorted, "Do you wish for me to be angry?"
"Forget it, Your Highness, just pretend I didn't ask. I don't want to see Your Highness angry. I'm just worried about the Consort..."
Cheng Liang blurted it out subconsciously, but quickly realized he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly stopped himself.
That being said, he was indeed very angry when he came out of Zihexuan.
As he passed by Yunshui Pavilion, a familiar herbal fragrance suddenly wafted into his nostrils, and he was instantly healed by the scent, feeling inexplicably at ease.
Soon, the two walked back to the entrance of Yunshui Pavilion. Xuanyuan Han ordered, "Go quickly and gather the troops and prepare for departure. We will set off early tomorrow morning!"
"Yes!" Cheng Liang accepted the order and hurriedly left.
Xuanyuan Han then stepped into Yunshui Pavilion once again.
It was late at night.
In another house in the city, a similar scene of chaos unfolded today.
"roll!"
"Get out!"
"Get out of here!"
"I never want to see you again in this lifetime!"
"roll!"
"Get out of here..."
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