Hearing the silence around him, Liang Jiugong lowered his head even more respectfully.
When Qingyin and the others entered Chengqian Palace, they didn't just visit once and leave. The Emperor's decree allowed them to stay in the palace for about a month, clearly meaning that they would accompany Consort Tong, who had only a few days left, during this time.
Qingyin was also prepared. During this time, she also adjusted the appearance of this body to an eight out of ten. As time goes by, the appearance will reach the top level.
If Hesheli and the others knew, they would probably have more than just liking Qingyin's appearance; they would also have some sensitive concerns.
That evening, Consort Tong also saw the face of her cousin Yu'er. The girl in front of her had skin that did not appear dark at all under the white dress. Instead, it made her skin look as white as snow. Her eyes were brighter than a thousand stars. Her captivating beauty was enough to capture anyone's eyes and heart. Even though Consort Tong had made ample preparations, she was still stunned and breathless.
Being slightly prettier than others certainly inspires envy, but being far more beautiful than others only inspires awe.
Consort Tong could also tell from those clear, bright eyes that the girl before her was not a bad person. Looking at Qingyin, who still had a bit of baby fat, she gently beckoned, "Cousin Yu'er, come a little closer, let your older sister take a good look at you too."
Qingyin could also see that there was no malice in Consort Tong's eyes. She walked up to Consort Tong and even knelt down to lift her face up and present it to Consort Tong.
A series of small movements were completed in an instant. That adorable lift made Consort Tong suddenly understand how her friend who had once boasted about having a little sister felt. It was just too cute. Unable to resist, Consort Tong gently pinched the cheek that was close to hers. Sure enough, it felt very nice.
Qingyin was also surprised that Consort Tong would reach out her hand directly. Looking at the stunned Qingyin, Consort Tong couldn't help but show the most relaxed smile she had shown in recent days.
"Yu'er is so adorable, I just couldn't resist." Consort Tong smoothly changed her form of address, smiling and winking, her eyes revealing a mischievous grin.
"Your Majesty can do whatever you want, but you'll have to give me plenty of snacks to shut me up." Qingyin smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, revealing her dimples, a smile that warmed the hearts of all who saw it.
Ya Yu, who was standing guard nearby, suddenly understood her master's action. With such a sweet little girl in front of you, who could resist kissing and touching her?
"Alright, alright, there's plenty of sweets in my palace. Just tell Ya Yu what you want to eat."
After he finished speaking, the palace erupted in laughter.
During this period, Qingyin was practically reduced to a doll in Consort Tong's dress-up game. Consort Tong was so fascinated by this game that she felt her illness and pain were alleviated.
Today, Qingyin was dressed up in a pink cherry blossom patterned cheongsam and wore a matching headdress, making her even more elegant and eye-catching, which pleased Consort Tong greatly.
Consort Tong didn't want to confine the young girls to the palace, so she ordered them to be taken to places like the Imperial Garden to play. However, the one who voluntarily stayed by her side the most was Qingyin. Apart from her mother, who always accompanied her, Qingyin was the one who spent the most time with her.
Through their time together, Consort Tong and Empress Hesheli's gazes towards Qingyin softened considerably. Sincerity is the most precious thing, and how could Consort Tong, who had spent so many years navigating the corrupting influence of the palace, not see through pretense? Looking at Qingyin sitting quietly peeling an orange, Consort Tong's voice was as gentle as flowing water:
"Yu'er, just have the servants peel the oranges. Don't get your hands dirty."
Qingyin nodded, "These oranges have thin peels, so it's not difficult to prepare them. Your Highness can have some to sweeten your mouth."
"Good, very good. I will try the orange that Yu'er peeled herself."
Watching the two chatting and laughing, Hesheli couldn't help but feel a little hopeful. Her daughter had seemed to be getting better recently; was she recovering?
Qingyin felt a pang of sadness and regret towards the gentle Consort Tong. Consort Tong was suffering from a terminal illness, and her medicine could not save her; it could only make her feel better in her final days.
That night, because of Qingyin and Tongjia Wanying's relationship, the two slept in the same room. During this period, Tongjia Wanying, who often ran away, was hoping to have a chance to run into the Fourth Prince. However, in the past few days, she only encountered palace maids and eunuchs. She didn't meet a single decent-looking prince, and she was disheartened.
Looking at Qingyin, who was still wearing her undergarments, she became angry. "What's the use of you trying so hard to please Consort Tong? She's about to die, what good will that do you!"
Qingyin was a little angry. "Consort Tong is kind and gentle. I am willing to spend more time with her."
Tong Jiawanying was a little taken aback when she was pushed back. She was used to Qingyin always going along with her, and she was even angrier when she was suddenly pushed back like this. Looking at Qingyin who turned her head away and ignored her, she could only swallow her words and finally fell asleep after being angry for a long time.
The next day, Qingyin, who woke up early, was dressed in a white gauze dress by Consort Tong. She wore a magnolia headdress inlaid with silver beads, and the pearl tassels swayed slightly with her movements. The simple headdress made her elegant and refined temperament even more otherworldly. With the gentle breeze, she looked like a fairy about to fly away, startling everyone in the palace into stopping in their tracks.
"Isn't this Miss Qingyu even more beautiful?" The palace servants thought absentmindedly as they cleaned.
The weather was nice today, so Consort Tong insisted that Qingyin go out for a walk instead of staying here all the time.
Having been kicked out, Qingyin had no choice but to stare at Jinbao, the trusted maid sent by Consort Tong. Helu, standing behind Qingyin, secretly chuckled. After a moment of silence, Qingyin finally spoke:
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