Chapter 82 The Secret of the Bedroom
Jiang Yingli stared blankly at the word "unfortunate".
This means that His Majesty only went to their palace and did not have any intimate contact with them.
The feeling of discomfort and grievance in my heart completely dissipated.
Jiang Yingli couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, trying to restrain herself but unable to.
Although Jiang Yingli knew that it was a bit presumptuous of her to check the records of an emperor's visits due to her possessiveness.
However, this booklet was handed to her by His Majesty, so what if she read it?
After watching it, of course you will feel happy.
She was so happy that His Majesty didn't sleep with someone she hated.
But Jiang Yingli was still a little confused.
Not to mention Xu Nian Ya, she is so easy to deal with.
Su Qingrong is from the Su family. In order to save face for the Su family, His Majesty has to go to Qixiang Palace.
However, if Your Majesty does not favor Su Qingrong, won’t Su Qingrong make trouble?
But Su Qingrong never made a fuss.
What's going on?
"Your Majesty never visits Concubine Su. Won't she report you to her family?" Jiang Yingli couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Xiao Chenglan sat down beside her, put his arm around her waist, and whispered, "If I don't want to favor her, I have plenty of ways to not favor her, and I also want her to not dare to say it out loud."
Among many methods, he chose to put a curse on Su Qingrong, which was considered to be a sinister and torturous method.
It’s better not to tell Jiang Yingli in such detail.
So, Xiao Chenglan used the matter of the Su family's private treasury as an excuse.
Xiao Chenglan looked into Jiang Yingli's eyes and asked her, "Do you remember the rainstorm at the end of June?"
Jiang Yingli recalled for a moment and nodded quickly, "I remember that rainstorm that washed out a private vault underground. It happened to be when the court was in urgent need of money. Everyone said, 'God bless your majesty, God bless Daye.'"
The corners of Xiao Chenglan's lips curled up, and a wicked smile flashed in his eyes.
"It's not God's blessing, it's man-made. That private vault belongs to the Su family."
Jiang Yingli was completely stunned. "Wha...what? Didn't they say it belonged to a corrupt official from the previous dynasty?"
"Of course I have to say that. Otherwise, how could I borrow something and not return it? I got the location of this private vault from Concubine Su, which is why I am going to Qixiang Palace."
Jiang Yingli pondered for a moment, becoming even more shocked. "So, Your Majesty was trying to trick me. Also, if Concubine Su sold her own private treasury...if the Su family knew about it, I'm afraid she'd be expelled from the clan. How could she dare to do that?"
Xiao Chenglan smiled faintly, "Yes, she confiscated her family's private treasury. From then on, she has a handle on me. How dare she complain?"
Jiang Yingli was slightly stunned. It turned out that there were so many twists and turns in this matter.
His Majesty's plan truly amazed her.
However, what Su Qingrong did made her even more amazed.
Such an important thing, and she sold it out so casually? If the ancestor of the Su family knew, he would be so angry that he would come back to life.
After clarifying this matter, another confusion popped up in Jiang Yingli's mind.
"Then...what did Your Majesty do when he was in Qixiang Palace and Jinque Pavilion?"
The picture of Jiang Yingli begging for mercy flashed through Xiao Chenglan's mind, and he smiled.
“Painting, a lot of fun things.”
Xiao Chenglan kept the secret, which made Jiang Yingli even more confused.
"What's fun? How fun is it?"
Xiao Chenglan was about to speak when he suddenly stopped as if he remembered something. His dark eyes stared at Jiang Yingli quietly, and his expression became complicated.
"They're all hanging in Changyang Palace. Do you...really want to see them?"
Changyang Palace is the emperor's bedroom. Since Xiao Chenglan doesn't like to summon people there, this noble palace has always been mysterious.
When Xiao Chenglan mentioned it, Jiang Yingli became even more curious.
"I want to, I want to see it." She nodded blankly, her clear almond eyes full of curiosity, looking at Xiao Chenglan expectantly.
Xiao Chenglan's eyes were filled with emotions for a while, as if he was struggling with something, but in the end he sighed slightly and compromised:
"Okay, then you stay here with me to handle official business. When night falls, I will take you to Changyang Palace."
Jiang Yingli was intrigued by him and wanted to see it very much, so she agreed to everything he said.
"Okay, then I will grind ink for Your Majesty."
The afternoon passed quickly. Although Xiao Chenglan had said that he would take Jiang Yingli to Changyang Palace, he still went through the process and flipped a sign.
Overnight, the news that Zhao Chongyi had entered Changyang Palace spread to all the palaces.
Even the concubines who had already known that His Majesty favored Zhao Chongyi were still upset.
Changyang Palace, the most mysterious place in the entire imperial palace, was taken over by Zhao Chongyi again.
I really don’t know what’s inside, Your Majesty has covered it so tightly.
I don't know who spread the rumor before, saying that there was some ferocious beast raised in the temple. As the rumor spread, it became a rumor that there was a real dragon raised in the temple, so ordinary people were not allowed to get close to it.
The rumor that came from nowhere became more and more bizarre as it spread, and some people even spoke of it seriously.
This made everyone even more curious about what was in Changyang Palace.
It makes them feel itchy.
Zhao Chongyi was so lucky to be able to see the true appearance of this mysterious palace.
No one was jealous of Jiang Yingli's entry into Changyang Palace; they were all curious about the mysterious palace.
Changyang Palace is just behind Changqing Palace, with a straight palace road leading to it.
All the way from Changqing Palace, Xiao Chenglan held Jiang Yingli's hand and walked side by side with her.
The moonlight stretched the shadows of the two people into long and slender shapes, projecting them onto the palace wall, which was quiet and beautiful.
Jiang Yingli looked at the two people's overlapping shadows and remembered that in the past, on midsummer nights in the palace, His Majesty also held her hand and walked in the alleys of the city like this.
Everything was peaceful and the years were gentle.
Fortunately, when she got to the palace, His Majesty would still hold her hand like this.
Jiang Yingli didn't know that everyone outside was talking enthusiastically about Changyang Palace, and she entered the mysterious bedroom with curiosity in her heart.
As soon as they entered the hall, Xiao Chenglan let go of the hand he was holding.
Jiang Yingli was about to ask him why he stopped holding her hand, but when she looked up, she froze in place.
All her thoughts stopped the moment she saw the situation in the palace clearly, and she didn't even bother to consider why His Majesty didn't hold her hand.
The palace in front of me had obviously been renovated. There were not so many fancy decorations and blank spaces, only walls covered with paintings.
Some paintings are even painted on thin gauze, hanging from the high ceiling of the temple to the ground.
The layers of hanging gauze are painted with pictures of beauties. When the breeze blows, they sway gracefully, and it seems that this place has become a palace where beauties are hidden.
Jiang Yingli took a few steps forward in a daze, a piece of veil swaying slowly and getting entangled with the hem of her dress.
She smoothed the hanging veil with her hands and took a closer look.
This...isn't she?
The dress in this picture is what she wore in Prince Su's Mansion. It is a light pink long dress with a waist.
She was very impressed by the dress because it was the first time she wore such a 'flashy' and beautiful dress.
Her sleeves were long and her skirt was also long, dragging on the ground, which made her look extremely beautiful. That day, she would run to the bronze mirror to look at herself every once in a while.
The one next to it was taken on her sixteenth birthday. The pair of hairpins she wore in her bun were given to her by His Majesty at that time.
Jiang Yingli looked around and saw that the women in the paintings had different expressions, but their eyebrows and eyes were all carved from the same mold.
She could recognize it at a glance because of its appearance and spirit.
It's all her, all her.
Without exception.
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