Emperor Shunzhi instinctively felt that his mother had ulterior motives.
Noticing Sherry's gaze, his thoughts drifted for a moment, and he felt inexplicably uneasy.
Shunzhi: What kind of look is that in broad daylight?
"Little brother, let's continue tonight, let's fight until dawn!"
Sherry smiled sweetly at Shunzhi.
Shunzhi couldn't help but cough, angrily shifting his gaze to what was ahead.
Sherry was about to say something to tease him, but seeing his chaste and virtuous appearance, she lazily shut her mouth.
She was sleepy.
Sherry yawned lazily.
When Shunzhi saw that she didn't say anything more that could be misunderstood, he breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.
Each of the three mountains returns to its own palace!
When Sherry parted ways with Shunzhi, she called out to him.
Shunzhi turned around and saw Xue Li pouting and blowing him a kiss.
However, because the palace servants were all bowing their heads, Shunzhi did not become enraged.
He glanced at Sherry, then turned back to attend to state affairs without expression.
"Tch, as if you don't like it~" Sherry thought to herself.
Emperor Shunzhi paused for a moment, then led his men back to the Qianqing Palace.
Sherry rested for an afternoon and had Tuva give her a massage.
Emperor Shunzhi did not come that night.
They arranged for Ao Bai to deliver the message!
Sherry was a little confused. Was this because they thought she was too virtuous and traditional?!
Sherry casually tied her hair into a loose bun and wore a loose robe.
Her posture was languid and gentle; whether she was beautiful or not could be judged by the burning gaze of Ao Bai.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is busy with state affairs today! He specifically instructed this servant to deliver old duck soup to Your Majesty!"
Ao Bai cupped his hands in greeting, and the palace servant behind him stepped forward carrying a small copper pot.
Sherry didn't say anything; her clean face was free of any makeup.
Their quiet, silent demeanor is incredibly endearing.
Sydney: You're not even a proper duck soup, you're not even a proper duckling.
Shirley looked unhappy and downed the soup in one gulp.
Ao Bai: ...Even drinking soup is so cute.
Sherry ignored the pervert's gaze.
He actually finished the whole small copper pot of soup right in front of Ao Bai.
I must say, this soup is really well made.
It takes time to make this; it seems like no one in her palace has this skill.
"Whose master chef made this soup? It tastes amazing! Give them a reward! And bring them here!"
Sherry looked at Ao Bai with an air of self-righteousness.
Ao Bai then realized that the Empress had drunk the entire soup...
Ao Bai was somewhat anxious, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Your Majesty—why don't you take a walk? The moon is beautiful tonight!"
Sherry scanned the area with her divine sense, and wondered, "Where's the moon?! Where is it?"
"You're quite the expert at lying through your teeth, sir," Sherry thought to herself.
She watched with great interest as the bearded man looked somewhat helpless and flustered.
She instantly smiled like a little fox.
Ao Bai thought of something and quickly calmed down. When he looked up at Xue Li, he met Xue Li's clear black and white eyes.
The bearded man couldn't help but stammer.
My thoughts drifted back to that enchanting night…
"Master Chef~" A servant behind Ao Bai whispered.
Ao Bai composed himself, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "This servant will certainly convey Her Majesty's message to His Majesty!"
Sherry nodded, stood up, and left the palace.
Ao Bai stood half a step behind her.
Sherry looked up at the sky, and through the clouds, the moonlight gradually spilled out...
"You're right, sir! The moonlight is beautiful tonight!"
As Shirley said this, she turned back to Ao Bai and smiled meaningfully.
He probably doesn't understand the joke, but what does it matter!
Ambiguity is quite fun.
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