C3 Sakura

Jiang Qiuyue's heart shook for a long time before she lifted her eyes.

What entered his line of sight was first a beautiful purple robe. The rainbow colored light dazzled his eyes, but at the same time it was breathtakingly beautiful. The wrist that wrapped around her waist was slender and powerful, white and flawless.

Above that, there was a warm smiling face. Although it was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes, making it hard for others to guess what he was thinking. Her eyebrows were like swords as they flew into her hair. Her eyes were like the stars, and with a single glance, she would sink into them.

Unlike the bandit's scar from the corner of his eye, the man in front of him had peach pink eye makeup on. It didn't give him any femininity, instead it made the man look like a peerless beauty.

Jiang Qiuyue forgot to get up immediately and stared blankly at that enlarged handsome face. She had a new understanding of men's makeup, so it turned out that boys who wore makeup could also be so handsome.

The imperial concubine knelt down once more to pay her respects, muttering, "Your consort pays her respects to Your Highness the Empress."

These words woke Jiang Qiuyue up from her stupor, causing her to take a step back and thank him awkwardly. "Thank you very much."

"There is no need to thank Your Majesty and Your Majesty. Is His Majesty well? Why did you come out just like that to get a wind? "

A melodious voice came out like a gentle wind and lightly whispered into his ear.

This refined and gentle voice was not like that of a noble empress, but more like that of an elegant young master or a refined scholar from a teahouse or restaurant.

Jiang Qiuyue narrowed her eyes and smiled. "It's no longer a big deal."

"But with chenqie watching, His Imperial Majesty's face is still quite unsightly." The empress's sword-like eyebrows creased slightly, but her smile did not waver in the slightest.

Jiang Qiuyue's face was a bit flustered. Her brain was working fast, thinking of an answer.

When the empress saw Jiang Qiuyue's expression, her gaze turned sharp in an instant. It was as if a sharp sword was stabbing at her concubine, her voice sinister and frightening. Have you made His Majesty feel wronged? "

How could this person turn hostile faster than flipping a book!

"No, it has nothing to do with him!" Jiang Qiuyue subconsciously explained for her concubine.

The empress slightly raised her sword-like brows and leaned close to Jiang Qiuyue, laughing softly. "Your majesty seems to be different today."

Jiang Qiuyue's heart skipped a beat, but her face had calmed down. She smiled slightly, but brought with her a hint of estrangement. "The empress is overthinking."

However, the empress simply smiled and said, "It's good that Your Majesty is fine." Consort Xian has gone too far this time. Chenqie has already put him to death. "

What? Consort Xian! Where did this man come from!

Jiang Qiuyue's heart was on the verge of collapse, but she still heard the latter half of the sentence, "Ling Chi?"

The queen smiled and nodded, as if she was just stamping an ant to death. "If it wasn't for Consort Xian drinking with His Majesty, he wouldn't have been drunk and passed out for a few days."

Jiang Qiu Yue's fingers chilled. This person was not a good person.

After a long time, she finally said in a muffled voice, "I know."

The struggle between men seemed to be even bloodier than that between women. The most women gave was White Silk Poison Wine, which was nothing more than that …

He was still smiling faintly, his manner graceful and elegant like a gentleman. "Does the emperor still need to rest for a few more days?"

Jiang Qiuyue thought for a moment. She wasn't familiar with this place yet, but after being unconscious for a few days, there must be a lot of things piled up here that she wasn't in the mood to deal with.

"I'm still a little tired." She held her forehead up to 45 degrees and put on a look of "I'm so weak and weak, I'm sick".

"That being the case, the matters of the court should be left to the second minister to handle like when the emperor was sick." The smile on the empress's face deepened.

Jiang Qiuyue nodded without hesitation. "Then let's do it."

Before the empress could say anything else, she hastened to say, "If there's nothing else, the empress can leave first. This Emperor needs to rest well."

The empress narrowed her eyes, concealing a fierce glint in her eyes. "I'll be taking my leave."

When the empress had left with a group of pink-clothed palace servants, Jiang Qiuyue turned her head and found that her concubine was still kneeling on the ground.

"You … "Why not?" Jiang Qiuyue asked him.

He wore a doubtful expression as he smiled. "Your Highness and Your Majesty didn't instruct us to get up."

Jiang Qiuyue wasn't used to being knelt, so she pulled him up and asked, "Don't kneel to me in the future if there's no one else around."

Surprised, he lightly shook his head. "Your concubine has already been through thick and thin in the palace, so I will not do anything excessive."

Jiang Qiuyue sighed lightly and didn't force herself.

A concubine served her like a servant. Perhaps it was because her family was poor and she was sold to the palace as a servant, but was later chosen by the emperor as a concubine. She was still used to having him wait on her.

However, the empress had just said she'd passed out from drunkenness. In such a large palace, there was actually no imperial physician to find out the truth behind the emperor's poisoning.

An uneasy feeling arose in her heart, but she did not have the time to worry about it. She said in a deep voice, "Cherry, bring me to the Compendium Pavilion."