However, when she returned to Yanliang Pavilion, Luyi had already brought out and put away her palace maid's clothes.
Greenery's figure is similar to Huo Qinghe's.
Green Willow is quite thoughtful; Huo Qinghe asked her to bring one palace dress, but she brought three.
It's as if she brought all the clothes from her allotted allowance.
This left Huo Qinghe both amused and exasperated. This girl was usually quiet, but she was never careless in her work.
The palace maids' clothes were mostly plain. The few clothes that Lvyi brought were all plain-colored palace dresses. Huo Qinghe chose a lake-blue palace dress embroidered with pink lotus flowers. The color was refreshing and just right since summer was not over yet.
After Consort Lin and Noble Consort Yi attended to the sick, it was Noble Consort Lin and Noble Consort Cheng's turn. Noble Consort Ming and Noble Consort Cao were both in confinement and pregnant, respectively, so it was inconvenient for them to attend to the sick.
That night, Consort Zhou and Noble Consort Ding were on night watch. Noble Consort Ding had entered the palace during the last imperial selection, and Huo Qinghe had no recollection of her.
Originally, it was nothing unusual for Consort Yi and Consort Lin to keep watch at Funing Palace yesterday. However, Consort Zhou kept competing with Consort Ding and wouldn't allow Consort Ding to interfere in anything. Fortunately, Consort Ding was good-tempered and tolerated everything.
Even mud has its temper, and even with Ding Guiyi's good temper, she couldn't help but talk back a few times.
So the imperial court was bustling again. Pei Yuanhui woke up to a constant stream of noise, which naturally put him in a bad mood.
Consort Ding was also implicated, and neither Consort Zhou nor Consort Ding were able to stay and serve her that night.
Pei Yuanhui is actually in better spirits today. After fainting in Zichen Palace yesterday, he spent most of the day sleeping in Funing Palace after waking up.
After drinking various herbal decoctions, Pei Yuanhui's throat felt better, but his nose was still uncomfortable, and his head felt a little dizzy.
Pei Yuanhui still felt unwell after taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician at noon, and he also lacked energy at night.
Lacking energy, he was too lazy to read, and Tan Nu lazily lay on his stomach, while Pei Yuanhui half-heartedly indulged Tan Nu's feline affection.
"Right now, I'd like to hear **Yu read aloud in my ear."
Jin Yang quickly advised, "The palace gates are already locked. If Your Majesty wishes to hear, this servant will humbly..."
Pei Yuanhui clicked his tongue in disgust: "Stop buzzing in my ear."
He liked having Yu study with him because Yu's thoughts and actions were in harmony; he said what he thought.
He too can find peace and quiet.
Pei Yuanhui was too lazy to move.
Jin Yang dared not speak.
The emperor was already troubled when he suddenly heard noises outside.
"Your Majesty, Consort Huo has sent something over."
Jin Yang turned slightly to the side, waiting for the Emperor's instructions.
Pei Yuanhui lazily raised his hand: "Let them in."
Upon hearing the sound, Jin Yang didn't move, but instead stepped aside to make room.
The maid came in with her head down, but her figure looked somewhat familiar.
Pei Yuanhui caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, but didn't react much.
"His Majesty."
The palace maid gave a slight curtsy as she spoke; her voice was familiar and pleasant, and most importantly, it was familiar and melodious.
Pei Yuanhui finally showed a clear reaction, his deep eyes first falling on the section of jade-like neck that was exposed when the "palace maid" lowered her head.
Jin Yang had been looking at the "palace maid" with suspicion, but after seeing the Emperor's reaction, he immediately retreated silently.
He closed the palace door quietly.
He turned around and was met with the smiling face of his silly apprentice.
"When did she arrive?" Jin Yang asked.
The person who went in at this moment was a "palace maid" who was close to Consort Huo. Jin Yang was naturally wise enough not to mention Consort Huo, but he knew perfectly well who was inside.
This Lady Huo is quite interesting. At this moment, the Emperor is ill, and she actually thought of disguising herself as a palace maid to see him.
I don't know whether to say that Huo Meiren is bold or what.
Meanwhile, back in the Funing Palace, after Jinyang left...
"Still pretending?" Pei Yuanhui scolded her.
Huo Qinghe, however, seemed to have become addicted to pretending, acting as if she knew nothing at all.
"This servant does not understand Your Majesty's meaning. This is because Consort Huo asked this servant to bring pear syrup candy."
She was going to pretend, and Pei Yuanhui had the leisure to play along with Huo Qinghe's act.
“You’re standing too far away. I can’t even see the pear syrup candy you’re holding. Bring it to me.”
Upon hearing the sound, Huo Qinghe took two steps forward.
"Your Majesty's voice doesn't sound right. Let me feed Your Majesty some pear syrup candy to soothe your throat."
She slowly knelt down beside the official's bed, finally revealing her beautiful face.
Facing the bright, flickering candlelight in the inner hall, Huo Qinghe, though dressed in a simple palace maid's outfit and without any jewelry, possessed a serene and gentle beauty in her eyes.
Two curved grapes, a pair of clear, bright eyes.
Their eyes met, and Pei Yuanhui reached out to take her hand.
The pear syrup candy that Huo Qinghe was holding was also neglected and left aside.
Pei Yuanhui propped himself up, and Tannu unhappily changed her posture.
"You have offended the Emperor; I should punish you."
Pei Yuanhui's voice did sound a bit hoarse, with a slightly nasal tone, and his words sounded like they were spoken with a touch of doting affection.
Huo Qinghe bent down again, pressing her face against the back of the hand that the official was holding.
"I've been feeling a little anxious these past two days without seeing Your Majesty."
She pronounced the word "heart palpitation" with a lingering tone, her voice carrying an almost inaudible sob.
She sniffed, her tone softening, and her slender neck drooped: "But now that I've seen Your Majesty, I feel at ease."
Pei Yuanhui moved slightly.
Instead of the back of the hand, use the warm palm.
He was speechless for a moment, only looking down at the beauty who leaned obediently against his hand.
This version of Huo is different again.
She seemed so timid, easily frightened by the slightest sound, yet now she was incredibly bold, daring to disguise herself as a palace maid to secretly meet him.
Such a contrast still stirred a ripple in Pei Yuanhui's heart.
The inner hall was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing; Pei Yuanhui was clearly enjoying the tranquility of the moment.
In the end, it was Tannu's cries that brought the two back to their senses.
"You're not pretending anymore? Didn't you say you brought pear syrup candy?" he asked.
Huo Qinghe looked up and nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of joy.
"I brought it. I'll feed it to Your Majesty." She opened the box and took out a piece of pear syrup candy.
"I was worried that Your Majesty's throat might be sore, so I specially instructed the imperial kitchen to make it a little softer. Your Majesty, please try it."
She said this as she slightly propped herself up.
Unexpectedly, she squatted for too long and her legs went numb.
As he stood up, he fell directly into the official's arms.
Pei Yuanhui watched as the person fell into his arms, then casually grabbed the person's arm to make sure the person landed steadily in his embrace.
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