Chapter 15 The Grand Wedding
Jialuo was taken aback; she never expected that Fulin, the young man in front of her, would think of this.
Her intention was to make her stance clear and to imply to the young man that he could choose any woman he liked as his concubine, and she would have no objection.
But to her surprise, he asked her this question.
Jialuo's heart tightened, and she immediately bowed.
With a slightly nervous and hurried tone, she said, "Your Majesty, I have no desire to marry into the capital in the future, let alone take such an honorable position as Empress?"
She paused, then spoke again: "Your Majesty, Jialuo speaks of rules because she is reminding herself to follow them. Jialuo grew up on the grasslands, where she was spoiled and arrogant, and has never understood rules."
Jialuo's gaze remained fixed on the man's knees. Only when she finished speaking did she slowly raise her head and meet the man's dark, night-like eyes.
"As for the position of Empress, I am the youngest daughter in my family, and I have three unmarried older sisters. There is no way it will be my turn."
"Your Majesty, please make the judgment."
As soon as she finished speaking, she looked away, and the room fell silent once again.
"New Sari, you are truly not to my liking."
After the boy finished speaking, he got up, put on his outer robe, and walked outside.
"emperor?"
The boy ignored Jialuo's words and opened the door.
The lingering heat of summer in autumn seeps through the cracks in the door and sweeps in.
A slightly surprised voice came from outside the door from Fu Lin's personal eunuch.
"Your Majesty...where are you going?"
"Go to the Qing Palace."
Galo could no longer hear the next sounds.
The door was casually closed, and the room fell silent.
The East Warm Pavilion was filled with joy; it was said that emperors of past dynasties had held their weddings here.
But at this moment, it seemed even more desolate, even carrying a sense of sorrow.
Jialuo touched her heart, which had been tense from facing the Emperor, and slowly exhaled, her body gradually relaxing.
As expected, the Emperor's mood is truly unpredictable.
For a moment, Jialuo didn't know what to do, so she turned around in place.
At that moment, the door was opened again.
Emerald and Agate, looking bewildered, entered the room.
Jialu smiled reassuringly at the two of them, then turned her gaze to the several plates of pastries laid out on the table.
"Well, I can't just not eat, can I?"
"You two must be hungry too, come and have some with me."
As Jialuo said this, she sat down on the tatami mat and began to eat her snacks in small bites.
Meanwhile, Agate and Jade stepped aside to serve their master, their expressions filled with entanglement and unease.
Jialuo no longer thought about how she would deal with the great humiliation she had suffered on the day of Fulin's wedding.
As she ate the pastries, her gaze involuntarily fell upon the nuptial wine.
I wonder what this wine tastes like?
Perhaps we could...
"Thump, thump."
There was a knock at the door.
Jialuo turned her head.
I saw a figure standing at the door.
It was the figure of a woman.
Jialuo knew who she was.
She quickly wiped her hands, and Agate stepped forward to open the door.
Sumala did not enter the room, but a gentle voice came from the doorway.
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has prepared dinner for you and the Emperor. Please enjoy."
Agate subconsciously turned her head to glance at her master in the side room.
Jialu shook her head silently at her.
Agate turned her head and said softly, "I'll trouble you to make this trip, Aunt. You can just give it to me."
"Yes, then this servant will go back and report to the Empress Dowager."
"The Empress Dowager is always thinking about the Emperor and the Empress."
After saying this, Sumala turned and left.
Only two bowls of medicinal food, two jade bowls, and two pairs of silver spoons remained on the table.
"My lord, what should we do?"
"Agate asked in a low voice."
Instead, Emerald glanced at her master, then at the window, and whispered, "Does the Empress Dowager mean that you, Master, should go and invite His Majesty back?"
Jade doesn't know how to describe the current emperor.
When the ceremony concluded tonight, the Emperor's familiar remark not only startled the female official, but almost all the palace maids and eunuchs could sense the Emperor's displeasure with the Empress.
Jade didn't understand; tonight, her master was as beautiful as the snow on the mountaintop, dyed red by the morning sun.
Pure and bright.
Despite his master's wonderful character, the emperor disliked him so much.
Is this man, who is called the emperor, so ignorant of love?
At this moment, Jialuo also let out a silent breath. The oppression that had dissipated was now slowly rushing back into her heart.
This wedding was truly heartbreaking.
This isn't marrying a husband; it's more like finding a capricious ancestor for herself.
"Master, would you like to change your clothes?"
"Jade asked from the side."
Upon hearing this, Jialuo glanced into the distance, where layers of red walls stood out against the night sky.
eerie and chilling.
"I'm not going yet, you've all been tired from following me all day."
"Come on, you two, share these pastries on the table."
"Let me try this medicinal diet to see if it suits my taste."
Jade was taken aback, glanced at her master, but didn't say anything.
On the contrary, Agate, who had just realized what was happening, said in a low voice, "If you don't go to see the Emperor, will the Empress Dowager punish you tomorrow?"
"It's alright. The Emperor's authority is absolute; how could I possibly disobey him?"
“If I don’t go now, even my aunt will understand. After all, I just married into the palace, and now the newlywed emperor has abandoned me. I should be nervous and scared.”
Upon hearing this, Agate thought for a moment and agreed that her master was right.
The Empress Dowager liked her master, and she could tell that too.
She understood tonight that the Emperor disliked her mistress.
If something goes wrong when the master goes to see the emperor late at night, the emperor will be even more displeased, and the master will truly never have to see anyone again.
If we go later, who knows if anyone will be able to see it?
Jialuo sat on the tatami mat, sipping her soup in small bites.
The soup is rich but not thick, fragrant but not greasy.
It truly is a top-notch soup.
After finishing a bowl, I felt very comfortable and warm inside, and even the blood in my whole body felt warm.
After finishing her meal, Jialuo took a bath and washed up before falling into a comfortable sleep.
Jialuo didn't wake up until it was getting dark.
After a quick wash and dressing, she instructed Emerald to carry the warm medicinal meal that was kept in a small compartment and follow behind her.
They walked towards the Qianqing Palace.
………
Meanwhile, inside the Qianqing Palace.
The candlelight was as bright as day, and the five-clawed golden dragon seemed to come alive, roaring angrily at the candlelight.
A young man dressed in a bright red wedding robe sat on a bed in a small room of the Qianqing Palace with a gloomy expression.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, and the faint sound of a flute could be heard.
The flute's melody was melodious, yet it carried boundless sorrow and lingering emotions.
The subtle clues evoked a sense of unease and suspense, making the listener want to investigate further.
The eunuch, who had been hanging his head, suddenly clenched his fingers and bit his teeth, but dared not make a sound.
The boy on the bed remained motionless for a long time, yet the sound of the flute still lingered in his mind.
Until the originally beautiful flute melody trembled slightly, and then continued with the previous notes, it inexplicably carried a sense of fragility.
Oh no!
Just as the eunuch felt a chill run through him and didn't know what to do, the boy finally set off.
He got up and walked out, and the eunuch could only follow.
The security eunuch had followed his master along this secluded road four times already.
Every time, he was terrified, but this time, his whole body went limp.
The two continued walking until they reached a desolate and deserted palace.
The area is overgrown with weeds and dense with trees.
A beautiful and gentle young woman sat on the veranda, her head slightly lowered, her eyes fixed on the flute in her hand.
In this desolate night, the scene before me is like a painting.
The young woman, dressed in a lotus-colored skirt, stood in stark contrast to the withered, yellowing grass.
The security guard instinctively felt that the young woman in front of him was an eyesore, and couldn't help but look up at his master's back.
The master was dressed in a red wedding robe, with a golden dragon tattooed on his back that seemed to be about to soar through the clouds and fly into the vast sky.
The night was lonely, and the young woman looked even more sorrowful.
Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly noticed the person standing in the doorway.
She was startled and covered her mouth, taking a panicked step back.
Her slender and frail figure resembled a fluttering butterfly, seemingly unable to withstand the slightest fright.
.
The boy suddenly took two steps forward and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, it's me."
The young woman was stunned upon hearing this.
After a few breaths, she slowly lowered her hand and looked directly at the young man's face as if to confirm something.
"emperor."
The boy responded in a low voice.
"It is I."
The young woman hurried down the veranda, but then lingered there.
That gentle yet sorrowful face, bathed in moonlight, silently gazed at the boy at the doorway.
What are you doing here?
Fu Lin asked.
The young woman's expression became somewhat uneasy, yet she appeared exceptionally delicate.
She did not answer the Emperor's question, but instead asked, "Tonight is the Emperor and Empress's wedding night, what brings you here?"
"But what happened?"
Her gaze was so gentle, as if it encompassed everything.
The boy didn't answer, but instead kept walking forward.
He stopped when the two were about five feet apart.
The young woman took a step back, but her foot was blocked by the porch.
"Go back quickly, you are weak, and the autumn nights are chilly."
The boy's voice was gentle, seemingly no different from usual.
But it gave Jialuo goosebumps.
Only now does she realize how fake her affection for me was when Fu Lin was all warm and friendly towards her.
It was truly unfortunate of her that she had to try to take the shortcut through Agate at this crucial moment, a route that would keep her out of the public eye.
Unexpectedly, they encountered a lover who also needed to hide their relationship from others.
She was extremely nervous at that moment, caught in a dilemma.
She feared that Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, in her concern for whether she was sending medicinal meals to the Emperor, might inadvertently discover the Emperor's secret affair with this young woman.
She didn't know how long Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang had known about the affair between Fulin and Consort Dong'e in history.
Do you know this now?
However, the Empress Dowager must not let her know about the affair between Dong E and the Shunzhi Emperor.
She was also afraid that the emperor would notice her arrival at this time.
What should be done if one's beloved suddenly dies on their wedding night in order to protect her?
Jialuo was extremely nervous. She shouldn't have found out about the Emperor and Consort Dong'e's affair at this time!
She stood behind the artificial hill with her two maids, not daring to move.
So nervous that he didn't even hear the second half of the conversation between the emperor and the young woman clearly.
"come out."
The boy's cold voice, though sharp in the desolate night, struck Jialuo's heart like a thunderclap.
A note from the author:
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