Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
If Murong Cang could move at this moment, he would have probably slapped me already.
Of course, I had my own plans. This way, the discussions in the palace about whether the Empress Dowager was keeping a male lover would surely become even more heated.
And Murong Cang, I bet this time he wouldn't let those gossiping palace servants off easily.
In the past, he not only didn't suppress such rumors but would also deliberately embellish them to test the Empress Dowager's reaction.
Then, amidst Murong Cang's low curses, I sat back with my legs crossed, leisurely waiting to be discovered.
I was merely trying to take advantage of Murong Cang's current status as a eunuch; I had no intention of letting him reveal himself.
If he did show himself, things would escalate dramatically.
The Emperor disguised as a eunuch, disheveled and sleeping in the Empress Dowager's bed—what kind of decorum was that?
So, you see, I was quite measured in my mischief.
However, since everyone in the inner palace had been summoned to the Buddhist Hall for prayers, I had no idea when they would return.
I waited and waited, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.
This sleep lasted until the sun was high in the sky, and as a result, the situation had completely slipped out of my control.
I was awakened by the startled voice of my personal maid, Ying Dong.
At this point, she had already called for me more than five times from outside the curtain.
Seeing that she received no response from me and sensing an unusual atmosphere along with a pair of large shoes that didn’t belong to me, she cautiously lifted the gauze curtain and anxiously asked, “Your Highness, are you alright? Your Highness—”
Murong Cang looked at me with a face full of terror, and I looked back at him with equal fear.
In that critical moment, I rolled over with lightning speed, quickly covering Murong Cang with my body. I then lifted the blanket and securely tucked it over both of us.
At that moment, my face was directly in front of Murong Cang's, and he awkwardly turned his head away.
"Your Highness!"
I cautiously peeked half my face out from under the blanket and feigned calmness as I said, "Ying Dong, I would like to sleep a little longer. Please leave for now."
Ying Dong was stunned, unable to contain her surprise as she asked, "Your Highness, did you just roll over?"
I knew very well that given the Empress Dowager's advanced age, my recent movement had indeed seemed overly agile. So, I explained, "This is my unique way of going to bed. Now, please go."
"Yes." Although Ying Dong complied, she still seemed worried and asked, "Your Highness, should I call for the imperial physician? Your face is quite red."
Of course it is! I'm lying on top of a man; how could my face not be red? Moreover, my cheek was pressed tightly against his.
I darkened my expression and said sternly, "Ying Dong, do I not know whether I am ill or not?"
That clever girl glanced at the bulge created by my position on the bed and then at the corner of fabric peeking out. Her face instantly changed color as she hurriedly said, "Your Highness, forgive me! I will leave immediately."
As she exited, she even called for the other palace maids to step out together. What a smart and considerate girl.
I released Murong Cang from his pressure point, and he hurriedly began to dress himself.
Once he was fully clothed, he suddenly burst into laughter. I looked at him in confusion, thinking that perhaps he had lost his mind from anger.
Murong Cang chuckled and said, "I feel like I really resemble someone who has come here to have an affair."
His words sounded so inappropriate; it was clear he was taking advantage of me verbally once again.
I was just about to retort when his expression suddenly darkened. With an air of arrogance, he pointed a finger at my nose and said, "I've noted this down today. Sooner or later, you'll pay me back double."
His swift change in demeanor caught me off guard.
I certainly wouldn't give Murong Cang the chance for revenge.
From that moment on, I dared not be alone anywhere; I always had a retinue of palace attendants by my side.
After all, in front of everyone, I was the "Old Mother" of Murong Cang!
As for the rumors about the "Empress and Eunuch Affair," the gossipers below had secretly chewed over it for two days before suddenly falling silent.
It was said that the Emperor had overheard them and, in a fit of rage, executed those servants who spread the rumors.
After several days of living in fear, we finally welcomed Murong Cang's Selection Ceremony for Consorts.
It truly was a day of celebration for all.
Dressed in the Empress Dowager's ceremonial robes, I held my head high, watching the beautiful young ladies pass by like blooming flowers. My heart raced with excitement; I longed to dash toward them.
After all, I was a beautiful girl too...
Comment 0 Comment Count