Chapter 30 Treaty (Text Plot) Why is Yaoyao so nervous? ...
"I guess it was accidentally touched." Chen Jingshu's eyes gently moved on Zhao Wan's face, and her voice was as soft as water, "Awan, don't worry too much." Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, the corners of her lips curved slightly, "What a coincidence, the Ministry of Internal Affairs just sent over a few pieces of summer silk, with fresh patterns and soft texture. Didn't Awan say a few days ago that she wanted crabapple red material to make a dress? There happen to be two pieces of very bright colors, you can go and take a look." As she spoke, she glanced at the maid beside her without leaving a trace.
The maid understood, took a half step forward, and waited with a smile.
Zhao Wan's eyes suddenly lit up.
She is only sixteen, the age when people are most fond of beauty.
"Thank you, sister! I'll go pick some out right away!" She clapped her hands with joy, twisted her body, and slipped out like a butterfly.
Seeing Zhao Wan so carefree, Shu Yao thought of how serious Zhao Yan was usually.
I couldn't help but feel a little envious of Zhao Wan. I thought Zhao Wan must be well protected by her family.
Seeing Zhao Wan walking away, the smile on Shen Jingshu's face gradually disappeared.
She casually glanced at Shuyao's sleeve, then gently pushed the teacup forward and said, "Everyone, please leave." Her voice was still gentle, yet possessed a calmness. "I want to have a few private words with the Consort Shu."
After all the palace maids left, the palace was extremely quiet for a while.
Chen Jingshu didn't look at Shu Yao immediately. Instead, she lowered her eyes to the teacup on the table. Her fingertips gently traced the rim of the celadon cup. Then, she sat upright and looked at Shu Yao calmly. "My dear sister, entering the palace has been very difficult. Don't take some gossip to heart." Her words were like a gentle spring breeze, imbued with an indescribable open-mindedness. "The world is like this, and human power cannot overcome it. Don't be too hard on yourself."
Shu Yao could tell that this was Shen Jingshu's implicit comfort.
I thought that given the other person's status and position, he would say something like "Let bygones be bygones."
But Shen Jingshu didn't.
She neither denied Shu Yao's experience nor blamed Shu Yao for the fault.
This unexpected sincerity brought a slightly sour warmth to Shu Yao's heart.
She nodded slightly to Shen Jingshu, her voice soft but full of sincerity: "Sister Xianfei is thoughtful."
Shen Jingshu noticed Shu Yao's momentary emotion and spoke with a familiarity, "I heard your maiden name is Shu Yao." She paused for a moment, her voice flowing quietly, "Shu Yao is troubled and troubled."
"Surely, only a beauty like my sister can bear this name."
Her eyes softened. "My name is Jingshu, taken from the name of the quiet girl Qishu. If you don't mind, you can call me Ah Shu in private, and I'll call you Ah Yao." Her smile deepened as she spoke, a hint of reminiscence in her eyes. "Before I entered the palace, my sisters in the clan also called me that."
Ah Shu...
Shu Yao repeated it silently in her heart.
Shen Jingshu's kindness made Shu Yao feel a little relaxed.
In this brief moment of relaxation, a deep chill came over me as if it were a physical thing.
Shen Jingshu's family background, character, and appearance are all top-notch.
She seemed to have all the good things a woman could have.
However, the ultimate outcome of all these good things was just to become one of the emperor's concubines.
This world... is truly terrifying...
After bidding farewell to Concubine Xian, Shu Yao walked back along the palace road.
The evening breeze brought a little coolness, gently brushing across my cheeks.
Shu Yao's mind gradually became clear.
Chuntao narrowly won the game, which showed that Xiao Chengjing was not invincible.
In this case, entering the palace as a concubine may be Shen Jingshu's destiny, but it will never be her Jiang Shuyao's.
As we approached the palace, we could see from afar several guards in imperial uniforms and carrying swords standing outside the palace.
He is coming?
Shu Yao's heart tightened and she slowed down her pace.
Cui Jinzhong, who was waiting in the shadow of the door, saw that it was Shu Yao. His expression relaxed and he stepped forward, bowing and saying, "Your Majesty, be well and safe." He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a subtle hint of lightness. "You are finally back. His Majesty has been waiting in the palace for a long time."
Shu Yao subconsciously wanted to retreat, but she already had no way to retreat.
I had to take a deep breath, straighten my back, and step into the hall.
In the palace.
The palace ladies kept silent and held their breath.
Xiao Chengjing sat in the main seat holding a book.
The tea and snacks at hand remained untouched.
Hearing the voice, he raised his eyelids slightly, looked past the pages of the book, and looked straight towards the direction of the palace gate.
"Your Majesty." Shu Yao walked up to him and saluted properly. Her voice was so light that there was no ripple, and her expression was as if covered with a thin layer of frost.
Xiao Chengjing put down the book and stood up to help.
Shu Yao avoided it without leaving a trace.
His hand stopped in mid-air and then he withdrew it.
A hint of understanding flashed across his eyes.
She was probably still angry.
He wasn't annoyed, but instead curled the corners of his lips slightly and said in an indulgent tone, "Who is so bold? How dare you upset my Yaoyao?"
Hearing him pretending to be nothing, Shu Yao felt as if something was burning in her heart and became annoyed for no reason.
How could someone be so ungrateful?!
She slowly raised her eyes, her eyes as clear as autumn water, yet shimmering with a hint of coldness. "I wonder what important matter it is that has troubled Your Majesty to come all this way?"
Xiao Chengjing was choked by her words. His gaze fixed on her face for a moment, then quickly melted away. He smiled and shook his head, "Nothing... so I can't see you?"
Hearing this, Shu Yao twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Your Majesty has got what you wished for. I am here, nothing more than this. What is there to see?"
Seeing that she looked tired and had hidden resistance, Xiao Chengjing knew that it was not appropriate to keep her any longer.
He suppressed his emotions and said simply, "You should rest. I'll come back another day."
After saying this, he strode out of the temple.
At night, Shu Yao woke up in shock from her dream, feeling a familiar pain in her lower abdomen.
It's my period.
She was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief for no apparent reason.
At least I don't have to worry about pregnancy for the time being.
But as soon as this thought passed, my heart sank again.
For now, I can still give in to my temper and make excuses, but it is not a long-term solution.
If you still want to escape, you must come up with a contraceptive method.
At noon the next day, Xiao Chengjing came again uninvited, bringing with him several books.
It seems that he wants to rekindle the old friendship in the cultivation palace.
A hint of scorn flashed across Shu Yao's face, then she froze, suddenly realizing something.
The fact that Xiao Chengjing is willing to do this shows that she is not completely helpless.
After several struggles in her heart, Shu Yao finally calmed down.
He took a deep breath and walked towards Xiao Chengjing who was leisurely drinking tea.
She stopped three steps in front of him, her cheeks flushed. Her voice was a little softer than usual. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty, I... have something I want to discuss with Your Majesty."
Cheng Jing slowly put down the teacup and looked up.
The warm afternoon sun shines through the window lattices, making the room bright.
The faint blush on her cheek and the slight sadness between her brows were visible in the light, adding an indescribable charm to her extraordinary appearance.
Seeing her like this, he guessed that she had come to her senses and surrendered.
Unconsciously, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and his tone was gentle: "Yaoyao has something to say, but it's okay to tell me."
Shu Yao suddenly met his gaze, her eyes were unusually calm, only her red ears revealed her thoughts.
Her words were clear and her tone was cold as she spoke, "Your Majesty wants... only this body. I... can give it to you. But..." Her eyes trembled, and she dodged his suddenly dark eyes for a moment, but then she immediately forced herself to welcome them back. "How I give it to you is up to you."
"Oh?" Xiao Chengjing was indeed intrigued by this. His eyebrows raised slightly, and he leaned back leisurely in his chair. He said in a calm tone, "What are Yaoyao's plans? I'd like to hear the details."
"Three times a month." Shu Yao steadied her breath and showed three fingers.
Without waiting for his reaction, she immediately put forward the conditions: "If Your Majesty agrees, from now on... I will definitely cooperate with you to the utmost, which will save Your Majesty a lot of trouble. If Your Majesty breaks the contract..." The shyness on her face slowly faded away, leaving only the determination to go all out. "Although I am powerless to resist, Your Majesty must know how disappointing a person who is determined to die can be in bed." She emphasized the word disappointing very much.
The extremely bold threat made Xiao Chengjing's eyes flash.
But seeing her full of energy and bright eyes, she seemed to have turned back into the lively woman who had spoken of the theory of ownerless quality.
That slight displeasure turned into a smile in an instant.
He asked with considerable interest, "Three times a month? Yaoyao, your rule is quite unique. But..." He deliberately dragged out his tone and said teasingly, "I'm curious, how did Yaoyao come up with the number of three times a month?"
Shu Yao knew he couldn't hold back any good words, so she forced herself not to lose her composure and squeezed out a hard voice from between her teeth: "If Your Majesty feels that three times is too much, I can reduce it further."
Seeing her angry but unable to speak, Xiao Chengjing chuckled and responded readily: "Okay. I'll do as you say." His tone was full of playfulness.
He responded so straightforwardly, which surprised Shu Yao.
She immediately lowered her eyes and fell silent.
Isn't it just serving in bed? She is a beast of burden in terms of mental labor, and she can't do physical labor?
The negotiation is complete.
Shu Yao felt relieved.
The previous awkwardness was now gone.
She raised an eyebrow at him, a sly look in her eyes, as if she had remembered something important. "By the way, Your Majesty," she said briskly, "It can't be done today. I'm on my period, so it's really inconvenient."
Hearing that she was willing to joke with him like this, Xiao Chengjing felt relieved.
He breathed a sigh of relief silently, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, revealing a doting arc.
He stretched out his hand very naturally, as if he wanted to tidy up the unruly hair on her temples.
Shu Yao subconsciously turned her head to avoid it.
Xiao Chengjing seemed to have anticipated this. He held her firmly with one hand and tucked her hair behind her ear with the other.
Then he chuckled and said jokingly, "Yaoyao, why are you so nervous? I don't eat people."
Being teased by him like this, Shu Yao felt embarrassed and annoyed. She was speechless for a moment and could only stare at him: "You!" Shameless!
Seeing her angry look, Xiao Chengjing's eyes flashed with a triumphant smile.
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