“Why is Yun-gege here?” she said softly. It had been so long since she had seen him since entering the palace. The beautiful memories of the past still echoed in her mind, preventing her from feeling melancholy in the oppressive inner court. Although she had no one to talk to, she could at least reminisce about these past events, which was a source of happiness. Now, unexpectedly seeing him made her feel ecstatic.
“Qinger, you’ve always been afraid of walking at night. How did you end up here?” Ling Yun asked softly, feeling more joy than surprise at seeing her. They had been on good terms before she entered the palace.
“Responding to Yun-gege’s question, Qinger couldn’t sleep because she missed home and came out for a walk. By chance, she discovered a white rabbit in the flowers and wanted to catch it, and ended up chasing it here, forgetting her fear,” Jie Yue Qing replied gently.
She was still as elegant and serene as before, speaking in a soft voice and dressed in white. Her unpainted face, illuminated by the moonlight, looked like an immortal from the clouds. How could such a refined woman not receive the Emperor’s favor? He had heard she had never been summoned to the Emperor’s bed and had never even met him, which made him doubt his eighth brother’s taste and feel sorry for Qinger.
“Qinger, you’re still so playful. It’s cold and windy at night. Let me take you back, or you’ll catch a cold. You’ve always been delicate,” Ling Yun took off his outer robe and draped it over her, his eyes showing a hint of tenderness.
Your Majesty, I believe this is truly inappropriate. I implore you to reconsider,” Yu Taiwei bowed respectfully.
“Yu Taiwei, do not forget your current status. What right do you have to object to this matter?” Ming Lengchen said playfully.
“This subject knows his crime. Please, please forgive me, Your Majesty. This old man is confused!” Yu Taiwei quickly changed his tone, trembling slightly. His already aged face now showed more panic, looking even more decrepit! The heartache of losing his daughter was already enough to exhaust him, and now the Emperor’s attitude made him even more sorrowful.
