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"Actually, I am quite curious. You don't seem like the kind of girl who would let others dictate her actions. Why did you agree to such an absurd request from your sister?"
When Xun Yu mentioned this to him, he had only consented because he thought no one would ever agree to such a ridiculous demand.
Luo Qing smiled faintly, a hint of helplessness on her face. "Entering the palace as a consort is something many young ladies dream of. At home, my parents always try to force me to marry this young master or that gentleman, but now that I’m in the palace, it feels much quieter. Besides, since the Emperor is so fond of my sister, I’m sure he won’t treat me poorly, right?"
Zhu Wenzheng paused for a moment, captivated by the fleeting innocence in her eyes, unaware that Luo Qing was also startled by the sudden intensity of his gaze.
The man before her, though a half-brother to Prince Xue, bore a striking resemblance to him. Especially now, as he looked at her with an expression reminiscent of Prince Xue from years ago in the Leng Yan Tower. He wore a polite smile, yet the tenderness in his eyes pierced through her heart like an arrow, reopening a wound she thought had healed.
The scent of osmanthus flowers wafted in with the early autumn chill into the vast Floating Fragrance Palace. Luo Qing sat at her desk with a book in hand, distractedly watching Emperor Jing as he reviewed memorials nearby, feeling a small surge of emotion.
For more than half a month now, he had stayed overnight at Floating Fragrance Palace but was always busy until late at night before resting.
To prevent outsiders from knowing they did not share the same bed, Luo Qing always kept him company, occasionally pouring him tea or gently draping a garment over his shoulders. At times, she would steal glances at his profile that bore such resemblance to Prince Xue's, feeling both sweet and sour in her heart.
"You really don't have to keep me company like this," he said, as if seeing through her fatigue. He stood up and smiled at her. "I’ve been sleeping beside you fully clothed for half a month; are you still worried about me?"
Luo Qing's face flushed instantly as she hurriedly shook her head and lowered it slightly. "No... I just... I'm not used to sleeping with the lights on..."
Emperor Jing laughed heartily. "I knew it! Such elegant matters like having a red sleeve to add fragrance are not meant for me! Hahaha..."
Luo Qing was at a loss for words and felt embarrassed standing there when suddenly Eunuch Xi announced from outside the door, "Your Majesty, Consort Zhen has arrived!"
What is she here for?
"Consort Zhen said that the Emperor has been staying at Floating Fragrance Palace for over ten days, which is against the palace rules. She claims to miss the Emperor, so... she is still waiting outside Floating Fragrance Palace, insisting on seeing His Majesty, or she won't leave."
"She certainly has some nerve to threaten me!" Though slightly annoyed, he still opened the door and stepped into the courtyard.
Luoqing felt a bit curious and slowly walked to the window. She gently pulled aside a corner of the curtain to take a peek and saw an extraordinarily beautiful woman kneeling in the courtyard, dressed in a ground-length robe embroidered with golden dragons and phoenixes, paying her respects to Emperor Jing. Due to the distance, Luoqing couldn't hear what she was saying, but her tear-streaked face was pitifully charming.
It was unclear what Emperor Jing said to her, but suddenly she stood up as if possessed and rushed towards Floating Fragrance Palace in quick strides. Luoqing was caught off guard and blushed as she bent down to greet her: "Sister Consort Zhen..."
"So it’s you, you little wretch! I want to see what kind of seductive face you have that can charm the Emperor every night," Consort Zhen said, raising her hand to pinch Luoqing's face.
Her nails were sharp and long, digging painfully into Luoqing's skin. Luoqing gasped in pain and tried to pull away, but Consort Zhen grabbed her hair tightly. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Consort Zhen!" Emperor Jing rushed forward and pulled Consort Zhen away.
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