After talking for a while, they each returned to their palaces, agreeing to discuss important matters at dawn!
Lying in her silk quilt, Mei Si Yu couldn’t help but think to herself. Despite being surrounded by dangers, she still wanted to help Qinger and see them become a couple! Was she being foolish? She didn’t care about all that. She was determined to be their matchmaker and even thought about arranging a childhood engagement for her future child! Oh, she shouldn’t think about these things now – she needed to get some more sleep to be ready to discuss important matters with Qinger tomorrow!
Early the next morning!
”Miss, wake up quickly. Qing Xiaozhu is here to see you,” Xiao Rou gently shook Mei Si Yu, speaking loudly.
”Don’t disturb me, delicious, Xiao Rou bring that plate again,” Mei Si Yu mumbled in her sleep. She had just been looking at a plate of glistening grapes, eaten a few, and now they had disappeared, so she begged Xiao Rou to get more.
Her current appearance was far from elegant – drooling, legs tangled in the silk quilt, hair disheveled. This was not the beautiful Imperial Concubine Mei, but more like a shrew! This was the scene Qinger saw upon entering.
”Miss, wake up! I’ve brought you hot crystal steamed dumplings,” Xiao Rou called out loudly, certain these, her mistress’s favorite, would wake her.
”Where? Where are they?” Mei Si Yu suddenly sat up, looking around eagerly.
”Xiao Rou, are you teasing me? Oh, Qinger, you’re here,” Mei Si Yu stretched lazily.
”En, I’ve been here a while, Sister Yu,” Ji Yue Qing said softly, her face blushing adorably.
”Oh, wait a moment, Xiao Rou help me get dressed,” Mei Si Yu called to the giggling Xiao Rou.
Soon, a stunning woman appeared – completely transformed from her previous state. Mei Si Yu now wore a pink dress, green satin with white jade rings, her hair softly falling behind her ears. Her delicate features and pure skin, without makeup, looked ethereal. Her bright eyes and long lashes were captivating.
”Qinger, sorry to keep you waiting,” Mei Si Yu said elegantly.
”Not long at all,” Ji Yue Qing responded gently, wearing a light blue pleated dress, her hair in a high bun with a white jade hairpin, her fair skin glowing in the sunlight.
