Chapter 138 Daydreaming
Emperor Chengde instantly showed a look of sudden enlightenment.
Finally I figured out what was wrong. The Queen was too quiet today.
In the past, whenever he came to Jingren Palace for meals, the Queen would welcome him joyfully, serve him attentively, and talk to him happily. Since when did the Queen become so respectful and cold when he came to Jingren Palace for meals?
Emperor Chengde couldn't figure it out, after all, he had very few opportunities to dine at the same table with the empress in a year.
"Why don't you say anything?"
"The emperor said not to talk while eating and not to talk while sleeping."
Emperor Chengde was stunned: "..."
Did he say this?
Definitely not.
But he vaguely remembered that when he was having dinner at the Queen's house before, the Queen kept finding things to chat with him, and he told her not to disturb her while she was eating.
Is this a grudge?
Women are so stingy.
Emperor Chengde curled his lips in disdain. The hall was completely silent except for the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.
After the meal, Yunlu and others brought up fresh fruits and vegetables.
Chu Jinyan held a date in his hand and suddenly said to Queen Song, "Your Majesty, you can't finish all the fruits by yourself. I will take some back with me."
There are fewer edible fruits in winter, but there is no shortage of fresh food in the palace. Chu Jinyan looked at the bright purple grapes and subconsciously thought of Lu Xiang's pair of black and bright eyes.
"I can finish it." Queen Song said without thinking.
"It's cold, so eating too many fruits is not good. Please do me a favor."
Queen Song immediately understood that Chu Jinyan wanted to send it to Lu Xiang.
"Okay, Sang Ye, take the rest back to His Majesty the Eighth Prince."
"Yes, my queen." Sang Ye replied and turned to pack the fruit.
Chu Jinyan left with the food box.
Empress Song looked at Emperor Chengde who was sitting in the palace drinking tea without getting up and asked, "Your Majesty, are you not leaving?"
"Cough... cough cough cough..." Emperor Chengde choked on a mouthful of tea and almost spit it out. He stared at Queen Song with his eagle eyes: "Queen, what do you mean?"
Are you so bold as to chase him away?
Although he had no intention of staying overnight, leaving and being driven away were two different concepts.
Queen Song blinked innocently, looked at the dark night outside, and reminded: "It's getting late, Your Majesty, go back and rest early."
Emperor Chengde's face suddenly became long and ugly. He stood up angrily and walked towards the bedroom: "No, someone, change my clothes for me."
Just go if you want.
Don’t I have any face?
Queen Song stood in the palace blankly, looking as if she had been struck by lightning...
On New Year's Eve, fine snowflakes began to float from the sky again, falling softly on people's shoulders.
Lu Xiang's carriage stopped at the gate of Dali Temple. It was almost noon when Sheng Xian came out, supporting a thinly dressed young man covered in blood. In front of the two of them, Chu Jinyan's tall figure walked in front, his face as cold as frost, his body wrapped in wind and snow, emitting an extremely cold aura.
"Miss, come out." Ah Man said to the car.
Lu Xiang opened the car door and said, "Get in quickly."
Chu Jinyan's face darkened: "Men and women should not touch each other, he should sit in the sedan chair."
How could he tolerate another man staying in the same carriage with Lu Xiang?
"Alright." Lu Xiang nodded: "Thank you for today's matter, Your Highness. I'll take my leave first."
"Well, go ahead. Don't stay in other people's homes for too long. Go back early." Chu Jinyan said.
When his noble and cold eyes fell on Lu Xiang, there was a hint of warmth.
Lu Xiang was stunned for a moment, nodded stupidly and left.
Huo Peng was walking around the house restlessly early in the morning, opening the door from time to time to take a look.
"Master, lunch is ready. Do you want to eat now?" the maid came up and asked.
Huo Peng waved his hands irritably: "I don't want to eat."
He didn’t know whether his son could come back safely, so how could he have the heart to eat at this time?
Upon hearing this, the old woman did not dare to ask any more questions and retreated.
When he went out to look again, he saw a carriage slowly approaching, followed by a sedan chair.
Huo Peng's breathing became tight and he nervously clasped the door frame.
The carriage stopped and Lu Xiang walked out. Huo Pengzheng then strode towards her: "Miss Lu." He called out, his eyes fixed on the sedan chair behind.
Fang Zheng's face showed excitement, fear, and various emotions that kept changing.
Just as he was struggling, he saw the curtain of the sedan chair being lifted, and then Huo Yi, covered in blood, walked out. When he saw his father's majestic and scary face, he immediately rushed over and hugged Huo Pengzheng without caring about the pain in his body, and burst into tears.
“Wow, Dad… Dad… I thought I would never see you again… I was so scared in prison…”
Huo Peng was frightened by his son's wailing. It was the first time he saw him crying like this while hugging him.
Huo Yi was really scared. He could not help shivering when he thought about the feeling of being on the verge of death when he was tortured.
Huo Peng was touched by Huo Yi's crying, and patted his back awkwardly to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay..."
As he spoke, he looked towards Lu Xiang.
Snowflakes were floating in the sky. The girl stood there with a faint smile on her face. Her black eyes shone with a cloud-like luster on her unmade-up face, and she was spotless.
"Miss Lu, please come into the house and talk."
Huo Peng was just pulling away his son who was crying miserably, and hurriedly bowed to Lu Xiang.
He was so concerned about whether his son came back safe and sound that he ignored the snow outside.
Lu Xiang was wearing a fox fur coat and a hat, holding a small heater in his hands. He didn't mind the father and son getting excited outside for a while longer.
After entering the house, Ah Man took off the fox fur coat for her, and went to the side to gently wipe off the snowflakes on it with a handkerchief.
Huo Peng was helping Huo Yi back to his room, then he sent someone to call a doctor and asked the servant to help him change his clothes first.
As soon as he lay on the soft bed, Huo Yi felt the pain all over his body as if his bones were broken, and he gasped in pain.
It’s not that it didn’t hurt before, but compared to the fear of death, the pain was unimaginable.
"Dad, am I really okay?" Huo Yi didn't know what was going on. He only knew that someone went into the prison and took him out, then stuffed him into a sedan chair and took him home. "What should I do next? Should I be sent away in a different way?"
"Then you must prepare more money for me. By the way, have you bought the new house?"
Huo Peng's mouth twitched slightly, and he put his hands behind his back, staring down at his son: "You should be secretly happy that you can save your life. I also prepared money and a house for you. Are you daydreaming?"
Huo Yi shrank his neck when he was yelled at, not daring to refute: "Then...then I can't do anything." How can he support himself?
Huo Peng was so angry that he laughed. However, seeing Huo Yi covered in wounds and bleeding from his shoulder, he couldn't bear to scold him anymore. "Just stay in the capital, you don't need to go anywhere. Take good care of your injuries. When you recover, you will work like a slave to repay Miss Lu's kindness. If you continue to make trouble, even the emperor can't save you."
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