C18 It's Another Nightmare

The night was dark, with no stars. The returning bird was startled by the gloomy night and staggered towards its own house.

Fu Ling took the food box and rushed from the Imperial Kitchens to the Eastern Palace with the lanterns in her hands. Under the illumination of the palace lamp, there was a faint light on the stone road and even so, Fu Ling fell a few times. At this time, In the past, she was prepared to turn on the lamp and sleep, but the Eastern Palace suddenly sent someone to say that the Prajna Soup from the Imperial Kitchen was delicious. She wanted to try it again. If it was in the past, Fu Ling would at most make it and let the eunuch deliver it, but this time she eagerly came to deliver it. It was for no other reason but because the one who wanted to taste the freshness was not someone else. It was the Emperor Ji who had just entered the Eastern Palace - Princess Yan Xing.

The Great Qi respected men and had always been ruled by men when they came to court. But now, the Emperor had changed. She announced that from now on, no matter if it was a man or a woman, only virtuous people could be called emperors. There were many who opposed it. In the end, they were defeated by the Great Empress' iron-blooded wrists.

After the death of the first princess, the princes and princesses who could inherit the throne died. If it were not for the reminder of the current Grand Tutor, they would have been exiled. Perhaps even the empress herself would have forgotten that she had a daughter in the Cold Palace. The soup that she made was loved by the future ruler of the world. Fu Ling naturally had to rush to the Eastern Palace to receive the reward. It was just a bowl of soup. However, it was likely that the person in the Cold Palace rarely drank such a thing and felt that it was reasonable.

Fu Ling thought lightly that if Di Ji was happy, she might be able to be the butler of the Imperial Kitchen. In a short while, Fu Ling arrived at the Eastern Palace. After explaining the purpose of her visit to the Imperial Kitchen, a maid led her to the Yuwei Hall where Di Ji lived. The food box was sent in but Fu Ling was stopped at the door.

"Wait here." The maid softly instructed.

Fu Ling quickly acknowledged and was secretly worried.

There was a screen made of soft Yan Luo in the hall but one could vaguely see the shadow of a figure. That person was slim and graceful. Her waist was slim. Her black hair hung loosely on her shoulders. She was sitting on the seat. She seemed to be undisciplined. However, she didn't seem to be in a bad mood. Instead, she seemed to exude a romantic charm. She had always been that Celestial Inkstone Emperor Ji.

Fu Ling was secretly amazed. In the end, it was the blood of His Majesty. Even when she grew up in the Cold Palace, she still had the temperament of an emperor in her bones. She just stood like this, but it made her feel a sense of respect and cold sweat appear on her forehead. She only hoped that this task could be completed as soon as possible.

She stood under the moonlight for an hour but still no one invited her into the hall to receive the reward. The maid also kept telling her to not let her go and her heart could not help but beat. What was going on? Why did Di Ji want to drink soup to keep her here?

Just as she was mumbling, Fu Ling was invited in. She rubbed her stiff legs and gathered her spirits to enter the hall.

Entering the hall, she did not expect to be forced to kneel before she had to bow. Fu Ling was young and panicked for a moment. She felt that she must have offended Di Ji. Today, she was afraid that she would not be able to protect her life and could not care about where she was. She bent down and cried loudly.

"Don't cry." The gentle and pleasant voice was like a curse that made Fu Ling calm down. She looked at the complicated and exquisite skirt. Up, up, up. In her tears, she saw a delicate and gentle face, like a lady walking out of a painting. She couldn't help but be stunned. She couldn't even wipe her tears. Although Di Ji had the authority of an emperor when she was young, What was commendable was that she was gentle and amiable.

Shen Guanxing laughed. "Su Yu, she's still a child."

In Fu Ling's light, a youth dressed in black silk stood up. That person's eyes were cold and the warmth when he looked at Di Ji could clearly melt the ice in winter.

"Your Highness still says that others are children but you do not even know how to add your own clothes when it is late at night. If you are not willing to take medicine because of the cold, don't beg me to bring you a sweet and sweet mouth." Su Yu complained, but his body honestly added clothes for Di Ji. Humans were really a strange kind of animal. They could switch between warmth and hardness at will.

His skin was white, and he had a beautiful face. Other than nobles and guards, the men in the palace had nothing to do with him. One was a eunuch who had been cleansed, and the other was the playthings of nobles. His prominent Adam's apple proved that he was the latter.

Would a gentle person like Di Ji know how to keep playthings? Fu Ling was a little confused.

It's all my fault that Su Yu is worried. " Di Ji said to the young man with a smile. For some reason, there was a trace of red colour that climbed up his ears, making his angry appearance seem a little lacking in confidence.

"Su Yu, let him go back," Shen Guanxing said. "It can't be her."

"No." The red-eared youth in black suddenly became cold and distant, "If His Highness is soft-hearted, this matter can't be solved at all. His Highness should settle her as soon as possible." Fu Ling trembled, so life can be so fragile. A person's life can be decided by a single sentence.

"You should know." Shen Guanxing's attitude was also firm, "Even if I am Di Ji, I cannot punish a person's crime lightly."

"Yesterday's Prajna Soup was made by her and poisoned the cat in the backyard. Today, she brought a cup of poison. Isn't this evidence?" Fu Ling was scared and broke out in cold sweat. Di Ji, please spare my life. This servant really did not do such a thing."

"Shut up." Su Yu's sharp eyes made Fu Ling shiver. She did not dare to wipe her tears on her face as she felt that the sky was about to collapse.

Shen Guanxing had a headache, "Who is rushing to send poison to someone else's house? Is it because they are afraid that others do not know that the murderer is themselves?" Su Yu's attitude was tough. He wanted to say something but was interrupted by Shen Yan Xing, "Let her go back first and we will investigate, okay?"

Su Yu's face was livid as he watched Fu Ling leave trembling, "Your Highness clearly knows that this action is no different from alerting the enemy."

Shen Guanxing sighed, "When the Queen Mother and those ministers heard this, they did not know what to say to me. Before she became a Grand Maiden, she had already caused a huge commotion. Not only did she not have the courage and wisdom of a Grand Maiden, she also did not have the kindness and gentleness of Princess Ling Long." There was a hint of sadness in her eyes. Su Yu did not feel good about it.

Fu Ling ran quickly as if she was followed by a man-eating demon. If she knew that it would be like this, she would not dare to covet the reward of the Emperor Ji even if she was beaten to death. In the future, there would probably be no place for her to stay in the Palace.

She wiped her tears and suddenly hit a cold chest. She fell to the ground and was at a loss of what to do, "No, no." No one could answer her, except for the miserable cries of the crows.

Before everything ended, other than the moon, there was only one person who could see everything clearly.

Lih Chu slowly woke up, but the coldness in her dream enveloped her once again.