Chapter 236 World Ten (Seven)
The gauze sleeves draped over her shoulders revealed the beauty's true face.
Her skin is as white as ice and her bones are as pure as jade, and her beautiful eyes are full of affection.
The slender waist leaned back in an extremely flexible posture, which could not help but arouse people's imagination: if it was between the gauze curtains, such a slender waist would be so charming and graceful.
The attention of everyone present was attracted by the precious fan on the platform.
All sorts of obscure gazes fell on her fluttering skirt, the necklace swaying with her waist, and that charming face. Chu Boyu looked at the treasured fan with a clear gaze, yet one filled with astonishment. He was an emperor, but more importantly, a man. Seeing such beauty, he could not help but yearn for it.
Sun Ruxuan sat in the hall, almost mesmerized. Although she was indifferent, she also had the pride of a woman from an aristocratic family. She had never imagined that in such a huge palace, even the dancers of the Jiaofang Bureau were so beautiful.
Sun Ruxuan subconsciously looked up and saw Chu Boyu staring at the treasured fan in a daze. An inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart.
The civet cat within her wide sleeves was fidgeting restlessly with its claws at the silk fabric. Sun Ruxuan, assuming it was bored, quickly spread her sleeves, intending to embrace it. But the restless cat, at the first glimpse of light, dashed forward. With nimble movements, it darted onto the platform in a flash.
The dancers were frightened and all ran away. Le Niang, noticing the sudden change and hearing Chu Boyu calling the raccoon cat "Moyu", hurried to the side of the platform.
The sleeves of the treasure fan had just been swung out and were now lying flat on the ground.
Her pretty face was frightened by the civet cat.
Le Niang watched the civet cat running towards Bao Shan's feet. She hurriedly pulled her sleeves on the ground, and Bao Shan turned slightly, then fell weakly to the ground.
The raccoon cat took two unsteady steps and almost fell down.
Chu Boyu left the upper seat and walked towards the platform.
Baoshan took advantage of the chaos, took out some small pieces of pastry from the door of the lace room, and stuffed them into the civet cat's mouth.
The raccoon cat's whiskers were instantly stained with pastry crumbs.
When Chu Boyu passed by the treasure fan, he paused slightly, but he finally walked towards the civet cat.
Sun Ruxuan only knew that the civet cat had done something wrong and disturbed the emperor, so she knelt down and apologized.
"Your Majesty, I have raised this raccoon cat. It has always been docile, but today, I don't know what happened... Please, Your Majesty, spare its life."
It was the same scene as in the dream, but there were some differences.
Bao Shan showed weakness to Le Niang in advance, and at the critical moment, Le Niang gently pulled her sleeves to save Bao Shan.
Baoshan's legs were intact and he didn't feel any pain at all.
Chu Boyu held the civet cat in his arms and stroked its soft fur. Naturally, he saw the debris on the civet cat's whiskers.
Therefore, he didn't praise Sun Ruxuan as he did in the dream. Chu Boyu's voice was slightly cold: "Did you feed it the cakes?"
Sun Ruxuan responded softly.
Chu Boyu's expression as he looked at Sun Ruxuan wasn't exactly gentle. Bao Shan quietly raised her eyes and looked at Chu Boyu. His face was slightly stern, yet at that moment, it revealed a hint of imperial majesty.
The current Chu Boyu is very different from the Chu Boyu that Yinhua described, who was kind-hearted and gentle to the palace maids.
Bao Shan lowered his eyelids, thinking, "As expected." Chu Boyu had Zhong Xianghan's blood in him. Even though he had been rebuked by his superiors, which had made him sensitive and docile, he still had the arrogant and unbridled nature of the Zhong family.
Zhong Xianghan walked over to Chu Boyu. She covered her nose with a handkerchief, and naturally, she could smell the sweet scent of osmanthus in the air. Zhong Xianghan had specifically ordered the cat to be thrown away. In her eyes, an emperor shouldn't be so consumed by such beastly playthings.
But Zhong Xianghan had also heard from the palace servants that this civet cat was extremely delicate and could not bear even a little bit of osmanthus.
Otherwise, you will become manic and agitated, or even faint.
When Zhong Xianghan heard Chu Boyu's questioning, she naturally understood who the culprit of today's farce was.
It was simply because Sun Ruxuan didn't know how to take care of the civet cat and fed it osmanthus cake, which caused the civet cat to bump into the dancer.
Zhong Xianghan ordered: "You are——"
A palace attendant immediately answered, "This is Sun Xiuzhuan's daughter, Sun Ruxuan."
Zhong Xianghan nodded slightly: "Miss Sun has disturbed the banquet by bringing other people's belongings without permission. She should stay in the palace and reflect on her mistakes."
Sun Ruxuan was trembling all over. She didn't even have time to ask Chu Boyu about the whereabouts of the civet cat. She was forcibly taken away by several palace servants and forced to reflect on her past behind closed doors.
Chu Boyu looked at the civet cat in his arms and was about to leave when a soft cry suddenly came from beside him. Chu Boyu turned around and saw a pale face.
Baoshan was still wearing a light blue dance costume. She stroked her calves gently, her body trembling slightly.
Chu Boyu's palm, which was stroking the civet cat, suddenly became stiff.
Only then did he realize that if the treasure fan had not intentionally dodged, the raccoon cat would have been injured.
In Chu Boyu's heart, Baoshan was really wronged. The raccoon cat accidentally ate the osmanthus cake and rushed out in a rage, causing Baoshan to suffer this unexpected disaster.
From beginning to end, Baoshan never uttered a single word. But her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, which must have shown that she was in great pain.
Chu Boyu couldn't bear it, so he walked up to the treasure fan and asked in a gentle voice, "Does it hurt?"
Bao Shan timidly raised her head. Seeing that the person asking her was actually His Majesty, panic suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes. She shook her head timidly and added softly, "No, it doesn't hurt..."
If the tears in her eyes were not about to roll down, Chu Boyu might have believed this lie.
Chu Boyu arranged for the palace servants to send the precious fan back to the Jiaofangsi, and also sent some external medicine for the wounds.
With the emperor paying such attention to her, even if Baoshan really injured her leg, no one in the Jiaofang Bureau dared to neglect her.
The banquet ended hastily, and the beauties returned in disappointment, muttering that the most outstanding person today was actually the dancer from the Music Bureau.
But they did not want to make things difficult for the dancer. After all, the precious fan was damaged by the civet cat, so it was natural for His Majesty to compensate her.
Moreover, Chu Boyu didn't even look at the treasured fan, which showed that he had no interest in it, so the beautiful ladies naturally did not feel jealous.
Back at the Jiaofangsi, Le Niang lifted Baoshan's dress, revealing the mottled blue marks on her calves, which looked very horrifying on her jade-like skin.
Le Niang wanted to ask the imperial physician for Bao Shan, but Bao Shan politely declined.
"Your Majesty has already given me medicine for my injuries. It would be foolish of me to ask the imperial physician for help."
Le Niang thought it made sense, and she looked at Bao Shan with even more fondness. Bao Shan's leg was injured, but he didn't complain. Even now, he still remembered the palace rules, which made Le Niang particularly relieved. Le Niang said softly, "Your Majesty's gift must be good. If you feel unwell, send someone to find me immediately, and I will call the imperial physician to treat you."
Baoshan agreed obediently.
With her slender jade fingers, she wrapped the medicine in gauze and applied it to her calf.
Bao Shan felt a cool sensation spreading from her legs. She sighed in her heart, thinking that this was indeed a top-grade medicine.
Apart from these blue marks, her calves were smooth and delicate, without any scars.
These scars were also secretly inflicted by Baoshan while everyone was in a panic.
Bao Shan needs to leave an impression in front of Chu Boyu, but she does not have the confidence that Chu Boyu will fall in love with her at first sight and must be with her.
Moreover, if Bao Shan intended to seduce her in public, she would definitely be noticed by other concubines.
Therefore, Baoshan had to compromise and asked Chu Boyu to feel guilty towards her.
Chu Boyu was a gentle man, and even though his treasured fan was damaged by his civet cat, he remained silent and refused to speak. This pitiful gesture must have increased Chu Boyu's guilt.
There is a trace left in Chu Boyu's heart. Even if the trace is shallow, there is always a chance that it will deepen.
Because of her injured legs, Baoshan did not have to practice dancing at the Jiaofangsi and returned to her bedroom.
As soon as Yinhua heard that Baoshan was injured, she hurried over.
Yinhua learned the whole story and blamed many people involved.
"How could Your Majesty be so arrogant as to pick up the raccoon cat instead of caring about your safety?"
Baoshan's face was shrouded in sorrow, yet her heart remained calm. People were divided into close and distant categories, and this was naturally true for emperors. The civet cat had been Chu Boyu's companion for many years, and their deep affection was naturally far beyond the reach of Baoshan, a dancer he had just met.
Therefore, Baoshan did not find Chu Boyu's reaction at that time strange.
Mentioning Sun Ruxuan, Yinhua was even more indignant. "The palace banquet was such an important matter. Miss Sun actually brought a civet cat in, offending you. But her life is not easy these days. After all, that civet cat was the Majesty's most beloved Mo Yu. Because Miss Sun fed her osmanthus cake, she fainted for a long time.
Sun Xiunu was punished and forced to reflect on her mistakes behind closed doors, and many other concubines often mocked her.
Yinhua had no objection to Sun Ruxuan's calm personality.
But when this casual temper hurt Baoshan, Yinhua became unhappy.
After Yinhua finished speaking, she quickly covered her mouth and looked at Baoshan anxiously.
Yinhua knew that Baoshan was gentle and never talked about other people's right and wrong. She wondered if Baoshan would dislike her for doing so.
Baoshan naturally wouldn't. She reached out her soft hand and smoothed Yinhua's hair, which had been messed up by her hurried steps. Baoshan spoke softly, "I'm very happy that you're thinking of me. But don't let others hear these words, or they might bring disaster upon you."
Yinhua quickly assured that she would keep her mouth shut outside.
Bao Shan leaned back against the soft pillow, thinking that the whole palace had heard about Sun Ruxuan's mistake in feeding her the osmanthus cake. But only Bao Shan knew that Sun Ruxuan was truly wronged. It was simply because Bao Shan had fed her the osmanthus cake.
Baoshan pondered the dream carefully and finally found some useful information. For example, this civet cat cannot eat osmanthus cake.
In the dream, the raccoon cat bumped into the precious fan because it missed its master Chu Boyu and ran out in a panic.
Chu Boyu hadn't seen the civet cat for a long time. When he saw that it was safe and sound, he could no longer remember anything else.
Now, the civet cat's conflicting behavior has turned into Sun Ruxuan accidentally feeding her pastries, and Chu Boyu naturally will not hide his guilt about the precious fan.
Bao Shan didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt about Sun Ruxuan's current situation.
She knew very well that people could not argue with animals, but they could argue with their masters.
If Sun Ruxuan had not brought the civet cat into the main hall, the civet cat would not have had the chance to suddenly jump out.
The current situation is what Sun Ruxuan deserves.
Chu Boyu stroked the civet cat and smelled a light fragrance at the tip of his nose, which was the fragrance of a woman.
Chu Boyu had also smelled this fragrance when he was close to the treasure fan.
Chu Boyu closed his eyes and the image of Baoshan's slender figure appeared in his mind. She was very good at dancing, otherwise she would not have been chosen to be the first to perform the dance.
Chu Boyu thought that the thin sleeves must have a faint and elegant fragrance, which would permeate the air as they were waved and retracted.
But in the blink of an eye, Baoshan's slender figure fell to the ground with tears in her eyes.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she refused to even utter a word of pain.
Chu Boyu suddenly asked, "How is the dancer who performed that day?"
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