Chapter 499: Night Visit to the Boudoir
Changning Palace.
It was late at night and most of the palace lanterns had been extinguished.
Only a glass lamp in the corner of the wall emitted a dim and soft light, barely dispelling the darkness in the room.
Miaomiao lay in the soft and fragrant quilt, but she was not sleepy at all.
She opened her clear almond-shaped eyes and looked at the blurry embroidery on the ceiling.
What kept appearing before his eyes was the scene that happened in the East Palace during the day.
“Hmm…”
Miaomiao was like a pancake in bed, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.
She buried her burning cheeks in the cool jade pillow, trying to dispel the disturbing images.
My heart is beating so fast, thump thump.
It's like holding a disobedient rabbit in my arms and I can't control myself.
The temperature of his fingertips seemed to still retain the warmth of the snacks, burning her skin through the air.
When he looked down at her, his eyes were so focused.
It was as if there was only room for her in his eyes...
Also, he put the leftover cake into his mouth so naturally...
The look in his eyes at that time was really strange...
As if he wanted to swallow her whole...
"Ahhh! I don't want to think about it anymore!"
Miaomiao sat up suddenly again, scratched her long hair, and felt that she was about to be driven crazy by these chaotic thoughts.
He used to be too lazy to even look at her, always complaining that she was annoying, fat, and stupid...
Why is it like this again now?
Such an intimate gesture.
It's not something that the cold Cui Huailin, who always says "it's against etiquette", would do!
When I think of those hurtful words he said...
Thinking of the tears I shed and the sleepless nights I had during those days...
Miaomiao felt like a needle was pricking her heart.
The rekindled joy and excitement were suppressed in an instant.
The sugar paintings and sugar cakes looked at her anxious, expectant and fearful expression and felt very distressed.
But I don’t know how to persuade him.
After a sleepless night, Miaomiao was almost mad at herself.
Then she was also angry with Cui Huailin.
He clearly said before that he didn't like her, but recently he has been teasing her every day!
It made her unable to sleep every night and she lost two kilograms!
But her military advisor, her younger brother Yuchen, was not in the capital, so she had to go to Zhaozhao for help.
Zhao Zhao watched coldly for a month or so.
Seeing that the imperial sister dared to ask him, he was immediately furious.
She poked Miaomiao's forehead in frustration:
"Yan Ruoqing! Look at how little you've become! Your brain must have been stuck in the door! Have you forgotten how he disliked you in the first place?!"
Miaomiao covered her forehead with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes:
"I haven't forgotten...but Zhao Zhao, he, he seems really different..."
"Can a dog stop eating shit?"
Zhao Zhao's eyebrows were raised.
"I think he just thinks you're naive and gullible!"
"He treated you like a worn-out shoe at first, but when he saw you were about to let go, he immediately came right back!"
"He's not different, he's just being a jerk!"
"Zhao Zhao!" Miaomiao pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Don't say that about Brother Huailin..."
"Look, look!" Zhao Zhao became even angrier.
"He's protecting me again! I'm telling you, I've seen this trick of men many times!"
"What you can't get is the best! He just won't give up!"
Miaomiao lowered her head and retorted softly: "But...if he was just unwilling, why would he do all this? He is such a proud person..."
Zhao Zhao was choked by the question and was speechless for a while.
Indeed, for a person as noble and cold as Cui Huailin, if it was just out of "reluctance", there would seem to be no need to go through so much trouble in such a roundabout way.
She shook her head irritably and said angrily:
"Anyway, wake up! Don't rush into it foolishly again!"
"At least...at least he should suffer a little more!"
Seeing that her sister was really angry, Miaomiao nodded obediently: "Yes, I will listen to Zhaozhao."
Zhao Zhao looked at her suspiciously: "Are you really going to listen to me?"
Miaomiao had a bad feeling in her heart, but in order to make her sister happy, she nodded reluctantly.
When Zhao Zhao saw this, a sly smile flashed in his eyes.
Miaomiao's bad premonition suddenly became stronger.
Zhao Zhao crossed his arms and circled around Miao Miao a few times.
Her method is much more brutal than Su Yuchen's.
Everything requires speed, accuracy and ruthlessness.
If you want revenge, you should hit people's heart to get the satisfaction!
For the next month, she stayed in Changning Palace every day.
She detained her own sister and forbade her to go anywhere except to pay respects to the emperor and the queen!
No matter how clever Cui Huailin is, what can he do if he can't see anyone?
Then, she forced Miaomiao to copy love poems every day and had the palace servants deliver them to Duke Dingguo's Mansion.
Someone was also deliberately leaked to Cui Huailin, making him think that these love poems were written by Miaomiao to Su Yuchen.
Cui Huailin intercepted the letters one by one:
——The flowers fall and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two kinds of idle worries.
——There is no way to get rid of this feeling. It has just left my eyebrows, but it is now weighing on my heart.
——If the love between two people lasts for a long time, why does it matter if they are together day and night?
…
The more he looked, the more upset he became.
Does Miaomiao really like Su Yuchen so much?
He was tortured by these "love poems" to the point that he lost his appetite and could not sleep at night.
I wanted to find Miaomiao to ask her for clarification, but she stayed in Changning Palace every day and turned down all invitations from the ladies of the aristocratic families.
She even declined the prince's invitation on the grounds that she had been feeling tired recently.
Cui Huailin felt an unprecedented crisis and anxiety.
He couldn't let things go on like this.
He wanted to express his feelings to Miaomiao, he wanted to hear her say it in person, and he wanted to ask what those love poems were all about.
He had so many questions for her.
That night, Cui Huailin still tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
He stared at the bed curtains for a long time, with a dark look in his eyes.
After a long time, he suddenly got out of bed and took out a nightgown from the closet and put it on.
Then he jumped out of the window silently.
After a few rises and falls, it disappeared in the direction of the imperial palace.
Inside Changning Palace, just as Miaomiao was about to fall asleep, she heard a very light sound from the window frame.
She didn't care.
After a moment, a faint and familiar scent of cold pine drifted into my nose.
Miaomiao opened her eyes suddenly and saw a blurry black shadow standing in front of the bed.
She was so frightened that she almost screamed, but a slightly cold hand gently covered her mouth.
"Don't be afraid, it's me."
A deep and familiar voice, with a hint of hoarseness, sounded in her ears.
It’s Cui Huailin!
Miaomiao froze completely, staring at his blurry silhouette in the darkness with wide eyes in disbelief.
How dare he...how dare he break into her bedroom at night?!
Cui Huai slowly lowered his hand, his fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly.
He stared into her eyes in the darkness, breathing a little heavily.
After a long while, he finally spoke with difficulty, his voice full of struggle, anxiety, and uncontrollable emotions:
"Those love poems...were you really writing them to...Su Yuchen?"
Seeing him come to her bedroom in the middle of the night and ask her this right away.
Miaomiao's heart was beating like a drum. She felt wronged, angry, and a little inexplicably guilty.
She turned her head and said angrily, "What does it have to do with...with Brother Huailin? It's not written for you anyway!"
In the darkness, she heard him take a deep breath, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
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