Linglan followed behind, feeling that something was off about what the emperor had just said.
It's like... a feeling of gritting your teeth?
I had a bad feeling, but then I thought that the Empress was very good at manipulating people, so there probably wouldn't be any problems, right?
I entered Chuxiu Palace with trepidation, and someone had already gone in to report that the emperor was coming.
A group of people waited outside, but only Su Peisheng and Linglan went inside.
Sun Miaoqing's hair was loose, with its black and shiny strands draped over her shoulders.
She spent a lot of time putting on a natural makeup look, with a white headband tied around her forehead, and she lay delicately on the bed.
Seeing him enter, she weakly propped herself up and said, "Your Majesty, you've finally come! I thought I'd never see you again."
Big Fat Orange wasn't sure if she was really sick or faking it, but thinking about what Linglan had said earlier, even if she was really sick, it wasn't a big deal.
"You're perfectly fine, nothing serious, just a tickle!"
Sun Miaoqing stared wide-eyed with a wronged expression, accusingly, "Your Majesty, I think of you day and night. It's because Your Majesty doesn't come that I've fallen ill with lovesickness."
"Now that you've finally come, you speak ill of me like this? I'm wronged, more wronged than Dou E!"
[That fat orange cat must be out of his mind! Seeing a beauty like me, who's more beautiful than Xi Shi even when she's sickly, he can still sit there and not move!]
Could it be that he was mistreated by Zhen Huan?
Is the ailing Xi Shi still three points better?
Does she have some misunderstanding about what constitutes beauty...?
If Xi Shi had acted like her, Fuchai would probably have torn Goujian to pieces long ago, and there would have been no need for him to endure hardship and bide his time!
Big Fatty Orange sat down helplessly in front of Sun Miaoqing's bed. He was beholden to her because he had accepted her gifts. He had recently been favoring Zhen Huan and had indeed neglected the rest of the harem.
Just now at Suiyu Pavilion, although Wanwan didn't say it, he understood. Being the most favored concubine also means being the most resentful concubine.
The inner palace is closely connected to the imperial court, and he and Wanwan are, after all, no ordinary couple. He will also be visiting Consort Hua and the Empress later.
"Alright, what's the point of wiping away tears if there aren't any? I've come, haven't I?"
"Speak, why do you wish to see me?"
Sun Miaoqing said shyly, "I've already said it, I just miss Your Majesty. The way you're saying this makes it sound like I have some ulterior motive."
[Of course, it's so I don't have to copy the Diamond Sutra ten times! Otherwise, I'd be busy earning money and taking care of the kids every day.]
[Huanhuan has only recently gained favor with the emperor; should I step in and compete with her for his affections?]
Ha, he knew it. He wouldn't think of him unless there was something wrong!
The chubby orange said, "To be honest, if it's not a big deal, I wouldn't mind if you gave in."
"If you try to evade my words again, I will pretend I didn't hear you."
Sun Miaoqing stretched out her slender hand, her ten fingers round and smooth, white as jade, and very beautiful.
She waved her hand in front of the big, chubby orange a couple of times and said pitifully, "Your Majesty, look at my hands, aren't they well-maintained?"
"Look at my legs, I won't be able to get out of bed for at least ten days to half a month."
"These are my hands, which I use to massage Your Majesty's shoulders and neck, and to recite the Diamond Sutra ten times. Are you willing to let them become calloused, rough, or bruised?"
Sun Miaoqing hooked her arms around the big, chubby orange's neck and gave it a couple of alluring blinks.
Big Fatty Orange glanced at Sun Miaoqing's white arm, which had slipped down from her sleeve, and felt a surge of emotion as he thought of the days and nights they had spent together.
He couldn't bear to part with it; the feeling of hands with calluses and those without was vastly different.
However, in the midst of his distraction, he remembered the deer antler glue and black sesame balls, and immediately dark clouds gathered in Big Fat Orange's heart, accompanied by thunder and lightning.
We just dismissed Zhen Huan at Suiyu Pavilion, so dismissing Sun Miaoqing now won't matter much, but we can't let her have her way so easily.
Otherwise, she might think that if she just said a few sweet words, he would easily agree and become even more outrageous!
"What is there for me to be reluctant to part with?"
"What? Even the Empress can copy what you can't? Are you dissatisfied with the Empress Dowager, or with me?"
Sun Miaoqing's heart jumped into her throat. Linglan, who was standing next to her, showed no reaction on the surface, but her heart was racing.
She knew it; her feeling earlier was right. Just as they said, the emperor was the most capricious and difficult to serve!
Sun Miaoqing timidly looked at the fat orange cat's face, then lay down on his chest, stroking his chest with her right hand.
"Your Majesty is bullying me, but you know perfectly well that this is not what I meant."
"I am merely a little lazy; how could I dare to be dissatisfied with you?"
"You're right, Your Majesty. Consort Wan and the others all have to copy it. If I'm the only one who doesn't, it's bound to draw complaints from my sisters."
[I refuse to believe that you didn't make Huanhuan copy Buddhist scriptures at Suiyu Pavilion just now.]
[She was hated to the core by the concubines during this prayer ceremony. If she were the only one who didn't have to copy the texts, it would be truly difficult, forcing her to force a smile.]
[I'm such a good person. I sacrificed myself to share her hardships so that your beloved Zhen Huan wouldn't be targeted by the entire harem.]
However, such sacrifices could be repeated several times over.
Big Fat Orange clenched his fists, inhaling and exhaling, but it still wasn't enough to vent his anger!
He initially thought her words were a feigned retreat, but it turned out to be a tactic to blackmail him...
Are you threatening me?
Sun Miaoqing said timidly, "How dare I? I'm just scared."
[Waaaaah, why has Big Fat Orange suddenly become so scary? It can't even talk like a human anymore!]
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