Chapter 23 After Marriage
Sumala's identity has always been extraordinary, and Jialuo must drink some of the wine she brews no matter what.
The wine in the wine vessel before me was slightly cloudy.
Nowadays, wine can be brewed as clearly as spring water, but the alcohol content is not as pure as in later generations.
The wine in front of us is clearly made using traditional methods.
"The wine you brewed is the one that I haven't tasted in a long time."
Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang picked up the wine and said with a smile.
Jialuo also raised her wine cup and toasted Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang and Emperor Fulin. Seeing that the Emperor and Empress Dowager had both drunk their wine, she also tilted her head back and drank her wine.
The aroma of alcohol is strong, but after the initial spiciness, it leaves a mellow fragrance.
"Good wine."
Jialu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
The girl's face was rosy and her skin was radiant. Her beautiful, bright eyes sparkled, clearly showing that she was very happy.
Her happy expression, always so pleased with good food, is simply delightful to behold.
Moreover, this is a place that is like a gold mine, where the richer one is, the less one's desires can be satisfied.
Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang really liked her, and seeing her like this made her happy.
She smiled and said, "I knew that Xin Sa Ri would like this wine. I was also very amazed when I first tasted the wine brewed by Su Ma La."
Jialuo glanced at the wine pot in Sumala's hand with sparkling eyes, then looked at Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang and said, "Hehe, may I ask Your Majesty to bestow another pot upon me?"
"My daughter-in-law originally thought it was delicious, but since even the Empress Dowager thinks it's delicious, my daughter-in-law must drink another cup to slowly savor the flavor."
Her drunken antics were both adorable and endearing.
Why would Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang refuse?
Sumala even had someone bring a pot of wine, saying that there was not only cloudy wine, but also freshly brewed wine.
Jialuo also drank a few more glasses; some of the wines became smoother and sweeter with each sip.
Feeling light and airy, even just sitting in the chair listening to Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang and Emperor Shunzhi talk, I didn't feel bored at all.
It felt like my soul had left my body, and the scenes I saw became like a more realistic TV drama.
Suddenly, she felt that Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang seemed to glance in her direction.
Then she was lifted up with great force, as if she were walking on clouds, taking one light step and one heavy step forward.
Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang and the Emperor watched as the girl, who had become drunk from excessive drinking, was led away by Sumala.
Only the imperial mother and son remained in the annex of the Imperial Garden.
Bu Mumu Tai withdrew her gaze and looked at the boy in front of her who was gradually becoming silent.
"Never mind."
She broke the silence first, continuing, "Children are the lifeblood of their parents, Fulin. Even when your mother scolds you, it's because..."
At this point, Mubumutai suddenly paused, as her previous words reminded her of many times she had spent with her son.
She seemed to be saying the same thing, and her son always had the same expression.
In the past, she thought that the mother and son of the imperial family should not care too much about those trivial matters.
But how could one not enjoy the atmosphere when Gallo was there?
Children are truly a debt.
Mubumutai sighed, gazing wistfully at the distant, gray sky, where a torrential downpour swept in like a curtain.
The air was thick with the scent of rain.
"Alright, alright, go and check on Xinsa Ri. I'm tired too, I'm going to rest."
Fulin's eyes then lit up, and he stood up and said, "Your subject will first escort Mother back to Cining Palace, and then go to see the Empress."
The Empress Dowager bypassed his hand that was about to help him up, looked at Fulin's slightly flushed cheeks, and said in a low voice, "No need, Your Majesty, go see Xinsa Ri."
"yes."
After seeing off the Empress Dowager, Fulin slowly walked in another direction.
His face was indifferent, and he walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back.
The security guard followed behind and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, a heavy rain is coming. Please get into the sedan chair so that your body will not get wet."
Fu Lin did not speak, but walked straight ahead.
So the security guards quietly followed behind him and walked forward.
Thunder rumbled in the distance, and dark clouds loomed over the city.
Suddenly, a clap of thunder came from afar, and a torrential downpour pounded onto the glazed tile roof, thumping like drumbeats.
Jialuo suddenly woke up, instantly sobering up halfway from the alcohol.
She covered her head with the blanket, but felt her heart racing and her mouth dry.
She tried to get up to drink water, but her body wouldn't obey her commands, and she swayed unsteadily, unable to stand.
She lingered in the warmth of the blankets, not wanting to get up, and sat back down.
"Jade,"
"agate?"
The room looked so unfamiliar, empty, and there wasn't a single person inside.
Only one candlestick remained in the room, its dim light casting a half-light, half-dark glow.
It became increasingly quiet.
Is anyone there?!
"Where am I?!"
Jialuo sat for a while, but still couldn't see anyone.
Feeling incredibly thirsty and unable to resist, I threw off the covers and was about to get out of bed when I suddenly discovered that my clothes had been changed.
Jialu subconsciously touched her clothes.
"I don't even know when she changed her clothes."
She had barely finished speaking when she realized that it wasn't the usual top and pants, but a long apricot-pink satin dress.
Jialuo froze, suddenly realizing something, and her heart pounded wildly, as if it were about to shatter her eardrums.
She quickly turned around and glanced at the antique-style bed.
They did not return to the modern era.
She felt a little disappointed.
Where is this place?
"Could it be...could it be that I've time-traveled again?"
I've been transported to yet another feudal dynasty?!
Upon thinking of this, Jialuo suddenly felt a sense of mental breakdown.
Her life of luxury, her position as Empress Dowager!
She only needs to endure for ten years to enjoy boundless wealth and a leisurely life!
"No, no... Where am I?!"
She walked barefoot to the ground, wanting to see if anyone was outside.
After walking a couple of steps, I felt a bit cold, so I went back and put on my soft shoes.
Just then, the sound of someone strode in through the rain came from outside the door.
This made the room where Galo was located exceptionally quiet.
She subconsciously took two steps toward the door, but then suddenly stopped.
Who could be coming from outside?
Where is she now?
Who did she become?!
Just now she really wanted someone to appear, but now she's afraid someone will appear.
As the footsteps grew closer, Jialuo became increasingly nervous.
What if I'm burned at the stake as a monster if I don't do it right?!
"!!!!"
Jialuo looked left and right, but couldn't see anything that could protect her.
Suddenly, she saw a cabinet next to the bed.
As the door opened, a pair of bright yellow dragon boots stepped into the room first.
Galo seemed to feel the boots stepping on his heart.
She didn't know if it was because of nervousness, but she felt her body temperature rising along with her increasingly rapid heartbeat.
Jialuo roused herself, carefully curled up inside the closet, and peered through the crack at the person who had come in.
At first, she wanted to fake sleeping like in the TV dramas.
But she didn't know where she was. What if she had traveled to an era with powerful martial arts? How could she fake it?
In a moment of desperation, Jialuo crawled into the cabinet.
As soon as she entered the closet, she realized that she had chosen an even more wrong path.
After all, if it were truly an era with highly skilled martial arts, how could they not discover someone hiding in a closet?
But when the door was opened, she could only cautiously peek at the person through the crack.
But before she could see who it was, everyone at the door noticed a glimpse of a skirt sticking out of the not-quite-closed cabinet door.
But the bed that should have been occupied by someone was empty.
Fu Lin was taken aback, but the security guard, for some unknown reason, stepped forward and blocked the emperor's path.
He walked forward slowly, pursed his lips, and called out softly, "Empress?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the cabinet door creaked open from the inside.
The scene inside is revealed.
The woman was wearing a long dress, her face was flushed, and her expression still showed signs of panic.
She looked like a fairy who had just arrived in the human world, her expression blank and panicked.
But the moment she saw Fulin, her eyes lit up, and her delicate and beautiful face turned to joy.
It felt like being redeemed, like finally seeing the person I longed for.
The security guard glanced at the Emperor, pursed his lips slightly, and led his subordinates out in single file.
"Steward An, is there no one to serve you in the room?"
A eunuch stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
The security guard recalled the Emperor's expression when he saw the Empress's face and shook his head firmly.
Not only could he not go in, but no one else could either.
Now, in the room where only the two of them were left, Jialuo walked out of the cupboard with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
Fu Lin stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching her awkwardly walk out of the cabinet, and said in a mocking tone, "Your Majesty the Empress is drunk, and you even have such a peculiar habit?"
Jialuo patted her chest, said nothing, and walked to the desk instead.
He first took small sips of water before speaking in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why has Your Majesty come here?"
This time, Fulin remained silent.
He sat down in a chair to the side with an air of nonchalance, reached out and took the teacup from Jialuo's hand, and took a sip.
Jialuo: "!!!!"
"Your Majesty..."
She wanted to ask him why he used the teacup she had drunk from, but she stopped herself the moment her eyes met the boy's.
The boy in front of her raised the folds of his thin, phoenix-shaped eyes, and stared at her with an aggressive gaze.
This caused Galo to feel a strong sense of unease.
But it also carried an indescribable soothing feeling.
"New Sari, I am thirsty too."
The boy let out a cryptic sigh, but it seemed that this little bit of water was far from enough.
He reached out and grabbed the teapot from the side, tilted his head back and drank.
The tea flowed down his cheeks, making Jialuo's throat, which had just been moistened, feel dry again.
It's even getting drier.
At this moment, she couldn't very well ask the Emperor for water.
After all, the emperor doesn't dislike her, but she dislikes the emperor.
Jialuo was about to go out and ask someone to bring her some water, but she had only taken two steps when the boy behind her stopped her.
"stop."
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