While the fighting was raging in the Cold Palace, in a certain mansion in the capital...
"Young Master, it's time to rest," Xu Qing said.
The man was dressed in white, with his hair down, giving him an ethereal, fairy-like appearance.
The man leaned back in a chair and stretched out his long, slender fingers, as white as jade and as green as scallions, gently twirling the rim of the teacup, as if touching a girl's skin, with a tenderness and a hint of affection.
"This young master wishes to visit the Cold Palace."
Xu Qing quickly interjected, "No, young master, I heard from people in the palace that the emperor went to the Empress's Cold Palace today, so you cannot go tonight."
Upon hearing Xu Qing's words, the man paused slightly, his fingers rubbing the cup, and said with a touch of melancholy, "So, she's already his."
"Young master, this..."
“The Emperor and Empress are husband and wife, so shouldn’t the Empress become the Emperor’s woman?” Xu Qing said.
The man smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground with a thud, and then coldly said, "Go and receive your punishment!"
The man's fair clothes were soaked with tea, making them look even more eerie. The tea-soaked hem fluttered in the wind as the man moved.
Xu Qingcai was truly suffering in silence, unable to express his bitterness. He was only doing it for the good of his young master. The Empress was already the Emperor's woman, so why was he still thinking about her?
Isn't she just a fat old woman? Back when that girl was so fat, nobody even bothered to go after her. Now that she's become an empress, her young master is going to go after her again.
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The Cold Palace.
Li Qiji did nothing to Guan Zhiyue, except to bite her collarbone hard, leaving a ring of teeth marks, before getting up and leaving angrily.
Guan Zhiyue turned her head to look at her collarbone. Just like during the New Year, she had finally managed to heal and scab over, and then used spiritual spring water to remove the scab. Now this bastard had come and given her another bite. This time, the wound felt even worse than before.
Guan Zhiyue sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), pounding her fists on the bed while screaming, "Ah!! Li Qiji, you son of a bitch!"
When Bilian entered, she saw her mistress with disheveled hair and loose clothes, and there seemed to be red bloodstains flowing down her shoulder and collarbone. Her heart skipped a beat; the Emperor had bitten her mistress again.
"Your Majesty, are you alright? Your Majesty, why are you bleeding again!" Bilian was only speaking after the fact; she only came to Guan Zhiyue to wail now that everything had already happened.
Guan Zhiyue raised her head and looked at Bilian standing in front of the kang (a heated brick bed) and said, "What are you howling about? Your mother isn't dead yet."
"Where were you when I called you? Where were you when that bastard tried to bully me?" Guan Zhiyue said to Bilian with annoyance.
Bilian chuckled awkwardly and said, "Your Majesty, well, it's not appropriate for me to interfere in this matter, is it?"
"Besides, you and the Emperor are husband and wife, this servant...this servant..." Bilian stood by the kang with her head down, then rubbed her hands together, nervous, uneasy, and at a loss.
Seeing Bilian like this, Guan Zhiyue didn't want to say anything more. In their hearts, she and the Emperor were already married. Even if the roof were taken down when they were in the room, the servants wouldn't dare to utter a sound, and even their own father wouldn't dare to say anything.
Those censors would only say that the emperor should exercise restraint and that the empress should try to dissuade him; they wouldn't say anything like, "Oh, you're not familiar with each other, so why are you like this?"
Guan Zhiyue scratched her head, annoyed. What a terrible place this is! It's utterly inhumane.
Seeing her mistress's angry expression, Bilian didn't know what to say. She then cautiously said, "Your Majesty, it's late and the dew is heavy. How about I fetch some water for you to wash up and then go back to your room to rest?"
Guan Zhiyue nodded. Fortunately, the Emperor held back this time and did not do anything immoral. However, the thought of that damned man biting her again gave her a huge headache. Her nameless anger rose rapidly, as if it would burn down the Cold Palace.
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Guan Zhiyue washed herself with Bilian's help, then climbed onto her own carved wooden bed and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down. Bilian was also tired and went to sleep in the adjacent side room.
He slept very comfortably all night, but Li Qiji, who had just returned from the Cold Palace, was filled with nameless anger with nowhere to vent it, so he could only take a cold shower.
"Hua Quan, prepare a cold bath for me."
"Your Majesty, it's so late at night, why don't you go for a bath at the Flowing Wine Pool? It'll be warmer there, won't it?" Eunuch Hua Quan cautiously watched Li Qiji, who was about to explode.
Upon hearing this, Li Qiji felt an urge to stab the eunuch to death. He was seething with anger and had no one to vent it on.
Is there still some fool who dares to defy him?
"Are you the master, or am I the master? Quickly prepare water for me at Chengqian Palace." Li Qiji's voice grew even colder.
Hua Quan didn't know what to say, so he ordered someone to do it. He then accompanied the Emperor and Ji Wu towards Chengqian Palace.
Speaking of Guan Zhiyue's Cold Palace, ever since the Emperor withdrew the secret guards, no one has been watching the Cold Palace anymore. The concubines no longer come to cause trouble, and everyone in the Cold Palace is very united, without any greedy or scheming behavior.
When Guan Zhiyue was half asleep, she felt someone push the door open and come in, but for some reason she couldn't make a sound and couldn't open her eyes. She was very confused and didn't know why she was like this, as if she was dreaming.
A man in white, exuding elegance, pushed open the door and entered. After shedding his chilly aura, he came to her bedside, sat down on the edge of the bed without saying a word, and looked at Guan Zhiyue on the bed.
"Yue'er, do you still remember me?"
"Yue'er, you've lost so much weight and become more and more beautiful! Everyone says you belong to the Emperor, but Yue'er is mine, how can you belong to the Emperor?"
"I love her, do you know that?"
The man murmured to himself, then leaned down and kissed Guan Zhiyue's lips tenderly. Guan Zhiyue didn't know if it was a dream or reality, but she responded.
The man stood up from the bed, looked down at his hands, and couldn't help but laugh. It was a beautiful and alluring laugh. He had truly had a fruitful night.
After the man left her dream, Guan Zhiyue pouted unhappily, hummed a little, and then fell asleep. The man wiped his fingers, then reached out and touched her face. Looking at the teeth marks on her collarbone, he deepened the wound at the same spot.
Guan Zhiyue felt a slight pain and couldn't help but furrow her beautiful brows. Only then did the man in white leave the Cold Palace, satisfied...
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