0p0 Chapter 511 Ginger Soup
Chapter 511 Ginger Soup
On the other side, Sun Heyin was busy tying her belt, her fingertips trembling so much that she could hardly hold the soft silk.
The night wind blew across her exposed skin, causing her to shudder and finally clearing her confused mind a little.
"It's over..." She bit her lower lip hard until she tasted a hint of blood.
Today the emperor turned over her card, but she felt guilty - the emperor was already weak, and she didn't want him to notice, so she secretly mixed something into the incense in the Yangxin Palace.
But who knew that just after they said a few words, someone came to tell them that the Seventh Prince was not feeling well, and the Emperor immediately went to Yongshou Palace.
But she inhaled the fragrance herself.
Unable to bear the heat, she came to the Imperial Garden alone to relax. The night breeze should have calmed her down, but...
Lu Mao appeared.
Since she moved into Zhongcui Palace, they had rarely met. But tonight, Lu Mao had been secretly following her.
At first, she just reminisced about the past with him, but gradually, the topic shifted from childhood anecdotes to the loneliness of the present palace. His eyes grew darker, and her breathing became more and more irregular...
She should have pushed him away, but her whole body was burning, her thoughts were in a mess, and for some unknown reason...
Lu Mao quickly put on his clothes. Seeing that she was flustered, a sharp cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, I'll go over now and kill them all."
As he spoke, his right hand was already on the sword at his waist, and the scabbard collided with the jade belt buckle, making a slight "click" sound.
After a moment of panic, Sun Heyin sorted out her thoughts and calmed down.
Hearing this, he paused, looked up suddenly, stared at him like he was a madman, and spat out a few words: "You are crazy!"
"But they discovered us!" Lu Mao hurriedly took two steps forward, with a look of anxious anger surging between his brows.
"Are you scared now?" Sun Heyin's red lips curled up in a mocking arc, and her slender jade fingers slowly fastened the pearl buttons on her chest. "When you hugged me just now, I thought you were very bold!"
After saying that, she neatly tied the last strand of hair into her temples and inserted a jade hairpin.
"Ayin, I have no parents, so I have nothing to fear. I'm just worried about you. What you did last time has angered them, and I'm afraid they'll use it to deal with you."
"If they wanted to deal with me, they would have caught us just now. After all, they caught the adulterer in pairs!"
At this time, Bai Zhi hurried over, her skirt stained with mud: "Your Majesty, Xiao Shi from Yonghe Palace has detained this servant!"
"Why are you being detained?"
"Not only the servants, but everyone around here has been sent away by him."
Sun Heyin understood that this was to clean up after them and make sure no one else saw them!
"Let's go to Yonghe Palace."
Lu Mao subconsciously wanted to follow.
"I'll take care of this matter," Sun Heyin stared at him and said word by word, "If you dare to touch them, don't blame me for turning against you."
Lu Mao's Adam's apple rolled, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "...I know!"
Sun Heyin took a few steps, then suddenly stopped, glanced at him sideways, and said in a softer tone, "Don't worry, this may not be as serious as you think."
Standing in front of the vermilion gate of Yonghe Palace, Sun Heyin's fingertips unconsciously tightened the handkerchief. She took a deep breath and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, but the heavy palace door creaked open from the inside.
"Greetings to Young Master Sun." The eunuch guarding the gate held a lantern, a respectful smile on his face. "The Empress has instructed that you should come in directly."
Sun Heyin's heart skipped a beat, but her steps were faster than her thoughts as she crossed the threshold.
Juqing was standing on the steps outside the main hall. When he saw her coming, he bowed and turned to go into the inner hall.
Soon, she came out carrying a gold-painted tray with a bowl of steaming ginger soup on it.
"Young Master Sun," Ju Qing said softly, "My queen has gone to bed. But she anticipated your arrival and asked me to prepare this bowl of ginger soup."
She pushed the tray forward and said, "The Queen said that the spring nights are cold, and you've been outside for so long. Have a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold, and then go back and get some rest."
Sun Heyin stood there in a daze. She had imagined countless possibilities along the way, but she had never imagined that what she would be waiting for was a bowl of... ginger soup?
She understood that An Lingrong meant not to tell anyone about this matter so that she could feel at ease.
She looked at the soup in front of her, a warm feeling surged in her heart, she picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Ju Qing bowed again and wanted to go back. After taking two steps, a voice came:
"Wait a moment!"
She came back to her senses and came to Sun Heyin again, "My lady, do you have any other instructions?"
"Thank you, Auntie, for delivering my message. Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Yes!"
Juqing passed the message to An Lingrong.
An Lingrong had already changed her clothes and was lying on the bed. Hearing this, she nodded nonchalantly and motioned Juqing to go down and rest.
Shen Meizhuang finished removing her makeup and came to her side and said, "Rong'er, why don't you take this opportunity to ask her about the grudge between her and Huan'er?"
An Lingrong moved inside and made room for him. "Regardless of whether she's willing to talk about it or not, I don't want to know now!"
"why?"
"I wanted to know before because I treated her as a friend and wanted to resolve the rift between her and Sister Zhen. But now, I've given up on that idea. So, knowing it or not is meaningless to me."
"So you still want to hide what happened today?"
"That's two different things. As long as she doesn't mess with us, even if she pokes a hole in the sky, I can stand aside and watch the show."
"Ok!"
Shen Meizhuang said this and lay down beside her. Caiyue closed the curtain and also stepped out.
An Lingrong suddenly leaned in, her warm breath brushing Shen Meizhuang's earlobe. "Sister, did you see that bellyband clearly? Tell me, isn't it even more exquisite than the ones made by the Needlework Bureau?"
Shen Meizhuang raised her hand to cover her mouth, but thought that no one would hear her in her own palace, so she stopped and said unhappily, "The embroidery is very crude, not as beautiful as yours."
"Really?" An Lingrong's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had received some great praise.
"Of course it's true!" Shen Meizhuang turned her face away, but couldn't hide the slight upward curve of the corners of her lips.
"Then I'll make a few more for you tomorrow!" An Lingrong happily leaned her head on Shen Meizhuang's shoulder and stretched out a few fingers. "I want embroidered ones with lovebirds, intertwined branches, and..."
"Shut up!" Shen Meizhuang finally couldn't hold back her laughter and poked her forehead with her fingertips, "You're becoming more and more out of character!"
"Ha ha!"
The laughter of the two startled the birds perched under the eaves of the palace. The flapping of their wings mixed with their silvery laughter created ripples in the moonlight.