The inscription reads: "A young lady from a fallen family, sold into the palace." She didn't know if such a person was trustworthy, but at least she was more sensible than Chunse.
Twilight paused, taken aback by her words: "Your Majesty, what you're saying..."
You are more sensible than spring.
The meaning is clear: I'm keeping you.
Her eyes flickered slightly in the twilight. She was already quite pretty, with a delicate and refined look, though she couldn't compare to the beauties of the imperial harem.
"Let's go for a walk, the weather is pretty good." Shang Xian looked out the window, and everything was coming back to life.
"Summer came late this year, but the weather is quite nice. This servant will help Your Highness with your hair and makeup."
Shang Xian sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at herself. Her waist-length black hair was half-tied up, and her already exquisite face was already stunning with a light layer of lip rouge. She wore a light purple silk dress, which made her even more beautiful.
"Your Majesty's beauty is second to none," Mu Se said, her tone always indifferent, revealing no emotion.
Shang Xian shook his head: "True beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin. Even the most beautiful appearance will grow old one day. Besides, I was forced upon the Emperor and am now confined to this deep palace. I'm just a decoration."
"Twilight has learned its lesson."
Shang Xian stood up and walked out of her Changning Palace. Every step revealed a new scene, a truly ever-changing landscape.
She walked casually down the winding corridor.
Where are you now?
Upon suddenly receiving Shen Yi's message, Shang Xian sat down in the pavilion: "Strolling around the palace, what about you?"
[Thinking about how to deal with Dugu Qianchen]
[Have you thought of a solution?] Although Shang Xian had a preliminary plan in mind, he still wanted to hear Shen Yi's opinion.
Shen Yi remained silent for a moment before uttering a single word: "No."
He had a plan, but he was unwilling to do it.
Shang Xian, that little girl, could certainly handle Dugu Qianchen, but he was afraid that Dugu Qianchen might do something to her, so he dared not take the risk.
[It all depends on me. I'll try my best to get along well with Dugu Qianchen so that he doesn't dislike me. He has to love at least one of us. We need to be prepared in secret, even if he forces us to abdicate later.]
"Then let's just let things take their course." Shang Xian had said so much, but she still couldn't predict what would happen next, so she decided to let things take their course.
Shang Xian rested her chin on one hand, her small face filled with distress.
She was already beautiful; the surrounding scenery was just a backdrop.
People saw this from afar, and the man asked the eunuch beside him, "Who is she?"
His voice was clear and cold, yet dignified.
The eunuch looked closely but still couldn't recognize her. However, when he caught sight of Mu Shi standing beside Shang Xian, he realized, "Your Majesty, it is the Empress."
"Empress..." Dugu Qianchen began to recall the empress he had only met once, and that was when he lifted the red veil. Now he couldn't even remember her face clearly. It wasn't that he disliked the empress, but Ning Jiu'er was a woman he had been forced to marry by his mother, who threatened to kill herself. He was so angry that he was so cold to her.
Dugu Qianchen kept trying to recall what the empress looked like until Shangxian felt a burning gaze and pretended to turn around to look. He only saw a bright yellow figure and immediately knew it was Dugu Qianchen!
Pretending not to see, she said to the twilight, "Let's go back."
As dusk fell, she glanced sideways and saw the Emperor not far away. A question arose in her mind: Did the Empress not want to see the Emperor?
"Here—"
Shang Xian walked ahead, with Mu Se following behind. In that instant, Dugu Qianchen saw her profile and his heart skipped a beat.
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