On this day, Xueying was reading in her room. The winter in the Forbidden City was so cold that no one wanted to go out. Xueying looked at the snowflakes falling outside and lost all interest in going out.
A clear voice interrupted Xueying, who was reading a book, "Your Highness, the Second Prince has arrived."
Upon hearing the palace maid's words, a hint of joy flashed in Xueying's eyes. She quickly closed the book in her hand and put it aside, saying, "Bring the Second Prince in quickly."
Since the Golden Festival, Xueying had not visited Yonglian in the Xiefang Palace because of Mingyu. Knowing that Yonglian's illness was gradually improving, Xueying was relieved, but almost a month had passed since she last saw him.
A short while later, Yonglian came in carrying a kitten. The kitten in Yonglian's arms was the one that Xueying had sent someone to find last time. This kitten had been living a life of luxury in Yikun Palace and had become much fatter. Its fur was no longer as rough as before, and it looked really cute.
"Greetings, Consort Xian. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace." Yonglian, holding a cat, bowed to Xueying.
Xueying looked at Yonglian, who seemed much better, but he had been ill for some time and had lost a lot of weight, his face thinner than usual. Xueying felt a pang of heartache for him and quickly told him to get up, "Get up, come sit here with me, it'll be warmer."
Yonglian had just recovered from his serious illness and had already run away, so Xueying was a little worried. In addition, the cold air in the twelfth lunar month was chilling, and Xueying was worried that Yonglian's body might not be able to withstand it. Thinking of how weak Yonglian looked when he had a fever last time, Xueying felt a little scared.
"Thank you, Consort Xie." Yonglian blinked and said with a smile.
Xueying quickly grabbed Yonglian's hand, and the cat in Yonglian's arms jumped down, meowed as if to express its dissatisfaction, and then arrogantly walked to the side and curled up next to Yonglian.
Yonglian had just come in from outside, and his hands were a little cold. Xueying quickly took Yonglian's hands to warm them up, and then asked with some concern, "Aren't you cold? It's already the twelfth lunar month, why did you come at this time?"
Yonglian looked at Xueying holding his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not cold. I saw a kitten in the Imperial Garden and followed it here."
"I didn't expect to end up in Yikun Palace, so I came in to pay my respects to Your Majesty."
Upon hearing Yonglian's words, A'luo looked at the cat curled up to the side and complained, "That cat has been fattened up by the Empress, but it's not well-behaved and often runs away. It must have run away by itself again."
As if hearing A-Luo's complaint, the kitten raised its head, looked at A-Luo arrogantly, and meowed, as if to say, "Hmph, I just like going out to play..."
Xueying and Yonglian laughed heartily at its appearance. Xueying shook her head and said with a smile, "It's just used to being wild, but fortunately it still knows how to get back to Yikun Palace."
"Go and get some delicious snacks for the Second Prince," Xueying instructed the maid beside her.
"Yes, this servant will go right away," the palace maid said respectfully.
Just as the palace maid was about to turn and go to the kitchen to prepare some tea and snacks, a sweet aroma wafted over, and then Yonglian's curious voice was heard, "Your Highness, what is this fragrance? It smells so good!"
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