One of Qiao Yu's hands was tightly grasped by the man, but she was not panicked at all. Her soft and boneless little hand caressed the man's cheek fearlessly, and the man in front of her became even more charming and handsome.
The woman's eyes were as charming as silk. The charm was not deliberate, but it deeply tempted Su Yu.
Su Yu quickly came to his senses and grabbed Qiao Yu's wrist, exerting force as if he wanted to crush her.
"Master Su, you're hurting me."
Even though her wrist was extremely painful, the woman still had a calm and composed smile on her face, and only her slightly furrowed brows revealed her dissatisfaction.
The voice that he had been thinking about day and night for five years reminded him without any emotion at this moment. Su Yu then realized that he had lost his composure.
The woman's wrist, as white as jade, turned red and purple. Su Yu felt a pain in his heart, but when he met Qiao Yu's careless eyes, the love filled with hatred was like millions of ants gnawing at Su Yu's heart, causing him a dense and piercing pain.
"Well, the Imperial Concubine is really very good."
After saying that, Su Yu left without caring about Qiao Yu's reaction. Since she didn't miss him, why should she be sad in secret and be heartbroken for someone who was not worth it?
After the people left, Qiao Yu did not leave but leaned against the pillar of the small pavilion in the lake garden. In just a few minutes, Su Yu's favorability fluctuated from 100 to negative, but finally stabilized at 60.
This number is not a good one. Her husband has great ideals in his heart and cares about the world, so his emotions are too self-restrained.
If a saint were to be tinged with desire, he would surely be extremely beautiful.
That night, Yan Fu came to Lanchao Palace, but was stopped by Zhu'er.
Yan Fu looked at the dim candlelight in the room and did not get angry or punish them. He just sighed softly:
"Could you please ask Imperial Physician Jiang to examine the Imperial Concubine? Is she seriously ill?"
Zhu'er was stunned for a moment. The emperor's indulgence of his master had exceeded her expectations, but she quickly came to her senses:
"It's an old illness. Imperial Physician Jiang said that your Majesty is weak and can only rest and nourish herself. There's no cure."
Even though Yan Fu knew that Qiao Yu was using her poor health as an excuse to refuse him from seeing her, he still couldn't help but worry about her health, so he instructed Yu Yuanting, who was serving beside him:
"If you need anything, please send someone to the Imperial Hospital of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get it. Anything the Imperial Concubine needs will be given priority. A foreign country recently sent a thousand-year-old snow lotus as tribute. Please have the Imperial Hospital prepare it and send it over tomorrow."
On the second day in the court, Su Yu acted as if he had not known that Imperial Noble Consort Lan was his former lover, and still impeached her for her presumptuous behavior yesterday in a businesslike manner.
Even though the low pressure of the emperor on the throne had spread throughout the court, Su Yu still continued to speak without missing a word.
"I understand. The Imperial Concubine is frail and inevitably arrived a little late, which is only natural. As for the seating being inappropriate, I haven't seen the Imperial Concubine in years. Could it be that the Prime Minister can't even accommodate such a small matter?"
Since the emperor had said so, Su Yu had no choice but to keep silent. The emperor was willing to protect him. If it were any other day, he would have continued to lobby a few times, but the figure of the woman in his mind would always linger.
Before leaving the court, Qiao Yu seemed to have expected that Su Yu would impeach him as he had done in the past. If he defended her knowing that she was 'Miss Yun Jue', then he would not be Su Yu.
"I understand. Go down."
Qiao Yu waved away the person who came to report, and turned to Lin Dong and said:
"Is the pea yellow that I asked the kitchen to make ready?"
"It's ready, Madam."
After taking some snacks, Qiao Yu rested in a pavilion not far from Qiankun Palace. The servants who had been assigned to the place blocked Su Yu's path as soon as they saw him.
"The Prime Minister and the Imperial Noble Consort invite you."
Su Yu's expression changed. What exactly was she going to do?
But Su Yu couldn't refuse in front of everyone, or maybe he didn't want to refuse in his heart.
Yan Qu, who had also left the court, saw Su Yu from afar. Although he didn't know what the two said because of the distance, Yan Qu recognized that the palace maid was from Lan Chao Palace.
Su Yu saw from afar the woman sitting upright in the pavilion. Her face was like a blooming peach blossom, her body was like a willow swaying in the wind, her eyes were like autumn water with affection, her brows were furrowed and her eyes were moving, filling the room with light.
The breeze blew gently, lifting the woman's hair. She was right in front of him, yet she seemed so far away.
After just one night apart, Su Yu felt that she had become thinner. Realizing his worry about Qiao Yu, he couldn't help but feel sarcastic in his heart.
Why should she care about it herself?
"Your Highness Su Yu pays his respects to the Imperial Noble Consort."
The woman in front of him didn't seem to be the one he deeply loved. Su Yu knelt down and saluted in one go, without any humiliation or anger, as if everything was supposed to be this way.
"Master Su... please don't be polite." Qiao Yu met the man's cold eyes. A trace of hurt flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"I heard that Lord Su has again impeached me for disregarding discipline and overstepping my authority. I think there's some misunderstanding, so I've asked Lord Su to come over so I can explain... I haven't seen Lord Su for a long time, and he's become much thinner."
Yesterday she pretended that they had never met before. I did what she wanted, so why should she pretend to care about me now?
The coldness in Su Yu's eyes remained unchanged. He stared at Qiao Yu coldly, wondering what else he could do.
"Your Majesty, you are too kind. The Emperor will determine whether there is any misunderstanding. I am curious as to how Your Majesty knew about my admonition to the Emperor in the court today."
Su Yu deliberately ignored her caring words, and looked at her with questioning and disapproving eyes without any concealment.
Qiao Yu pretended not to have expected that he could withdraw so quickly, and chuckled without warning. The flowers around her suddenly lost their color, and became dazzling and charming.
But this smile was extremely bitter. Su Yu couldn't help but frowned, wanting her not to laugh if she didn't want to, but in the end he remained silent.
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