Novel website. In the palace.
Linghu Lan dismissed his attendants and sat leisurely on the couch with Jun Zhe, talking to him.
You were exhausted after being exiled for a day.
Linghu Lan, who hadn't rested from morning till night, brought a small bowl of shrimp and celery porridge and watched Jun Zhe slowly drink it.
After finishing a bowl of hot porridge, the warmth from the ginger dispelled some of the chill that had seeped into his bones. He paused, then said softly, "Did you already know that the Empress Dowager wasn't my biological mother?"
You knew all along?
I don't think so!
She just analyzed it from the plot.
Since meeting the Empress Dowager, I have felt that she is an extremely controlling person. Such a person values her own things very much. How could she not investigate and seek revenge after the young Emperor Jun died prematurely? Instead, she quietly stayed in a corner of the world, chanting scriptures and reciting Buddhist sutras?
This is so illogical. If it were really her own child who had died, the Empress Dowager would probably destroy the world to be satisfied!
With doubts in mind, one can find clues by investigating step by step, especially since Yun Nian, who serves the Empress Dowager, and Yun Ya, who serves Yue Qingyin, share the same surname.
The surname Yun is not common, and it is rare in Daliang. With a clue, it was not difficult to investigate further, and she found Yun Yue smoothly.
Just then, Yue Qingyin wanted to find an older palace maid, and her intentions were so obvious that Linghu Lan went along with it, giving Yue Qingyin the green light all the way to bring Yunyue to the palace smoothly, leaving a time bomb by her side.
"It was a little earlier, are you upset with me?" Linghu Lan took Jun Zhe's hand and played with his fingers one by one. His fingers were soft and smooth, with a wonderful feel, just like the delicate texture of a young boy.
Jun Zhe blushed. It felt good to have her fingers pinched. With a little pressure, her tense nerves relaxed little by little, as if a pair of hands were plucking at his heartstrings.
He struggled slightly but couldn't break free. "Why should I resent you? If you had spoken plainly then, I might not have believed you, and I might have even suspected you of sowing discord between me and the Empress Dowager."
However, I am not that kind of person.
Jun Zhe himself couldn't understand why he had never doubted her.
She clearly had so many precognitive abilities: the little notes she wrote to him, instructing him to carry Consort Jingxian, to search Consort Jingxian's palace, and to guard against the Empress Dowager's poisoning—each and every one of these things was unusual.
However, he felt inexplicably at ease, never considering that it might be a trap.
He had already given his heart to her, and she had never let him down.
Linghu Lan stubbornly held onto his hand tightly, laughing, "They say serving a ruler is like serving a tiger. Are you a tiger?"
Jun Zhe felt a chill run down his spine, a sense of panic washing over him. "I am not."
He paused, then added, "If I were, would you be afraid?"
"Don't be afraid. If you're a tiger, I'm a tigress. Are you scared?"
Linghu Lan gently lifted Jun Zhe's chin with her slender fingers, her beautiful eyes filled with a playful smugness that instantly captivated Jun Zhe's heart.
tigress!
She really dares to say that!
"I'm not afraid!"
Jun Zhe turned his chin away. He was an emperor! How dare she be so audacious? Where was his imperial dignity?
Linghu Lan rubbed her fingers together, the smooth, soft feeling of Jun Zhe's chin still lingering between her fingers. A thought struck her, and she leaped up and tackled Jun Zhe, giggling out loud.
"Very good, you have great courage. I admire a promising young man like you who dares to venture into the lion's den."
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