The King’s Abandoned Concubine

  Surprised by her sudden question, Mei Siyu reflected but couldn’t understand, so she counter-questioned, “What do you mean, sister?”

  ”It’s like this. The emperor wants to have a meal with you. I happened to be there, so I took the opportunity to deliver the invitation,” she said casually.

  So Ming Leng Chen was hosting a banquet. She was conflicted about whether to go or not! On one hand, she didn’t want to see him, but on the other, she couldn’t refuse, especially since Wan’er had personally come to invite her. Not going would make her seem too arrogant.

One song ended, the dancing girl knelt on the stage, bowing and saying: “This humble woman Sai Yan, pays respects to the Emperor, long live the Emperor!” Her voice was soft and melodious, once again catching Mei Si Yu’s attention.

“Rise. Your dance was elegant. Where did you learn from?” he asked softly.

“This humble woman is a disciple of the Dongcheng Dance Thought Garden,” Sai Yan answered briefly.

So she was from a famous school, no wonder she had such skill. However, she seemed somewhat similar to someone, though he couldn’t quite pinpoint exactly how, just feeling a vague resemblance.

He waved his hand, signaling the dancers to retreat, leaving only the three of them in the room. His gaze was fixed on Mei Si Yu, not noticing the resentful glance from someone who reluctantly withdrew, quickly suppressing their emotions, remembering their elder brother’s advice to be patient and not act rashly.

“Your Majesty, I’m not feeling well and would like to return and rest,” Xia Wan’er said, lowering her head.

“Very well. Spring Xiu, you must serve your mistress carefully and not show any negligence, understand?” Ming Leng Chen gently patted Wan’er’s back, but his eyes were directed at the palace maid standing to the side, speaking sternly.

After Spring Xiu helped Wan’er withdraw, Mei Si Yu also felt uneasy. Why were they alone again? Would he hold a grudge about last night’s events? Or escalate his disrespectful advances? His unpredictable expression was frightening enough just to look at.

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