At the same time.
Yong'an Hall.
Jun Zhe screamed and woke up from his nightmare. His forehead was covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily. He touched his chest, still shaken.
Zhou Anyuan hurriedly lit a candle, gently wiped Jun Zhe's sweat with a handkerchief, and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Jun Zhe stared blankly for a while, and after a long while, he said weakly, "It's nothing! I just had a nightmare."
Once you wake up, you forget most of the dream, but the fear in the dream remains deep in your bones.
Zhou Yuan'an hurriedly brought water to feed Jun Zhe.
"Your Majesty, perhaps you have been thinking too much during the day, which is why you had such a dream. If you are truly afraid, this servant will go and invite Her Majesty the Empress over immediately."
"No, there's no need to invite the Empress. I'm no longer a three- or five-year-old child who needs someone to sleep with him. I am the Son of Heaven, and I have no fear of any evil or crooked ways."
"Oh dear, look at this old servant's mouth, it's getting worse and worse at speaking. This old servant will serve Your Majesty to rest."
"Alright, alright, you should go to sleep too!"
Jun Zhe lay on the couch, but this time he was unusually sleepless. Linghu Lan's face kept appearing in front of him. Finally, he was so tired that he could not bear it anymore and fell asleep.
The next day, all the concubines got up early to pay their respects to the Empress.
Yue Qingyin arrived just in time, neither too early nor too late. She gracefully bowed to Linghu Lan and then sat down gently and obediently.
Linghu Lan's beautiful eyes swept over her, and she smiled, "Are you getting used to staying in the palace?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I feel quite well."
Yue Qingyin lowered her eyes and looked gentle and harmless. If it weren't for the fact that it was indeed Yue Qingyin who brought the medicine that night in the story, Linghu Lan would almost believe that he was pure and innocent.
"If you feel unwell, please tell me. We are sisters, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Before long, everyone had arrived and greeted each other. Linghu Lan, as usual, exchanged a few words of greeting and then served some snacks.
Yue Qingyin frowned as she looked at the pastries, a thought vaguely appearing in her mind: Did the Empress deliberately let them eat so much that they all became fat and couldn't compete for the Emperor's favor?
Once the thought took shape, it grew uncontrollably in his mind, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face!
Seeing the changes in her expression, and wondering what thoughts were swirling in her mind, Linghu Lan asked, "Sister Xianfei, why aren't you eating?"
"I am new to the palace and not yet used to the food. I dare not overeat!"
The youngest among them, Li Shunu, smiled and said, "Your Highness, please take care of yourself. I really like the Empress's pastries; I wish I could eat them every day."
Yue Qingyin's lips curled slightly, leaving much to the imagination.
“Little Pear is growing, so it’s fine for her to eat more. I’m just not lucky enough to enjoy it like her.”
Linghu Lan looked at Li Bai, who had a good appetite, with eyes full of doting. "You should also be careful not to eat too much. If you like it, I will have someone make it for you every day, but you can't be greedy."
Li Bai smiled shyly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
Before long, the crowd dispersed.
Linghu Lan watched Yue Qingyin walk gracefully out and said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, Consort Xian. I have something to tell you."
Yue Qingyin stopped in her tracks. Her back trembled slightly. Reluctantly, she turned around and bowed, saying, "Yes! What are Your Majesty's orders?"
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