strictlysupreme Chapter 103 Subconsciously reaching out to touch her lips
Chapter 103 Subconsciously reaching out to touch her lips
Xie Jue blinked upon hearing this.
I feel like something's not right, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is.
He shook his little head, deciding not to think about it anymore if he couldn't figure it out.
Xie Jue lowered his head and continued to breathe heavily towards Qin Jiu with a serious expression.
Xiaohe chuckled helplessly, turned around and went out to instruct the small kitchen to prepare a hangover remedy.
But a question kept popping into my head.
Yes, why are your lips swollen, Miss?
The experienced Granny Song glanced between Qin Jiuwei and Xie Yanli, revealing a meaningful smile.
Lingyan Pavilion.
"Your Majesty, please stop crying, it's bad for your health."
The maid Meng'er looked at Mo Qingkui, who was still shedding tears, and carefully tried to comfort her.
Since the night the Emperor and Empress quarreled, he has never stepped into Lingyan Pavilion again.
Rumors are circulating in the palace that the Empress has fallen out of favor.
Even the head steward of the Imperial Household Department was no longer as enthusiastic when he saw her as before.
In previous years, the emperor would send the purple jade that Xiao Nan Kingdom presented as tribute to Lingyan Pavilion as soon as possible, but this year not a single piece has been seen.
It must have been taken by Consort Xian!
Meng'er sighed heavily, wondering what the Empress was thinking.
That's the Emperor, the supreme ruler.
Why does Your Highness insist on going against the Emperor?
I wonder why the Empress insists on going against the Emperor...
Upon hearing this, Mo Qingkui opened her red and swollen eyes and sniffed hard.
Four days have passed, and Gao Xian has not only not come to see her, but has not even said a word to her!
Thinking of this, tears welled up uncontrollably again.
Meng'er sighed softly, "Your Majesty, why don't you go and apologize to the Emperor?"
"The Emperor dotes on you so much that as long as you go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, his favor will return immediately."
Give in? She won't!
Mo Qingkui immediately refused.
She was a time traveler; her perspective and knowledge far surpassed those of these feudal ancient people.
Besides, this was clearly Gao Xian's fault! Why should she apologize?
After her initial emotional outburst, Mo Qingkui looked at the empty bedroom and quickly calmed down again.
But now...
Gao Xian seemed genuinely angry.
Mo Qingkui clutched the handkerchief in her hand, tearing at it with a conflicted expression.
The Hall of Nourishing Heart.
Gao Xian sat on the dragon throne, looking down at the memorials before him.
The ambergris burned quietly in the bronze incense burner; you could hear a pin drop in the hall.
At this moment, Eunuch Li pursed his lips and walked to Gao Xian's side.
She said cautiously, "Your Majesty, Consort Chen is outside requesting an audience."
Upon hearing this, Gao Xian's hand holding the calligraphy brush visibly paused.
But then he said coldly, "I won't see her. Let her go back."
So many days have passed, and you're only now realizing you need to come looking for him? What do you take him for?
Eunuch Li sighed softly, "Your Majesty, I also advised Consort Chen to go back, but she insisted on standing there in the wind."
"Stand with her." Gao Xian said without any mercy.
He lowered his eyes and continued reading the memorial, but at that moment the words on the memorial suddenly became blurry.
I just can't bear to watch it.
He forced himself to continue watching.
After reading the memorial, he raised his eyes and said coldly, "Is she still outside?"
Eunuch Li naturally knew who she was referring to, and nodded slightly.
Gao Xian pressed his thin lips together tightly.
It's already autumn, and it's getting chilly outside. Isn't she afraid of getting sick?
Why are you still so immature?
Lost in thought, Gao Xian threw down the memorial and walked straight outside.
Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Mo Qingkui was dressed in a thin, plain-colored silk dress, her face unadorned.
Standing there in the autumn wind, her almond-shaped eyes staring at him without blinking, she looked incredibly pitiful.
Gao Xian looked at her, and his heart immediately softened.
He couldn't help but stride forward and pull her into his arms.
Mo Qingkui leaned against Gao Xian's chest and gently curved her lips into a smile.
Look, she doesn't even need to apologize; all she needs to do is stand in front of Gao Xian.
He will come to love her.
She was different, unlike any of the other women in the harem.
In no time, the news of Consort Chen regaining favor spread throughout the palace.
The next day.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the window lattice and fell onto Qin Jiuwei's bed.
Qin Jiuwei slowly woke up, feeling dizzy and overwhelmed by the discomfort of a hangover.
She raised her hand to rub her throbbing temples, slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness still struggling in a state of confusion.
Hearing a sound from inside, Xiaohe called out, "Miss, are you awake?"
"Mmm," Qin Jiuwei responded softly, sounding somewhat tired.
Xiaohe turned her head, and the maidservant immediately stepped forward to help Qin Jiuwei get up and wash.
Qin Jiuwei sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, her delicate eyebrows furrowing involuntarily.
She reached up and touched her slightly swollen lips, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes.
Why are her lips swollen?
In the bronze mirror, her originally pink lips were now slightly swollen, and their color had become vivid and red.
She subconsciously reached out and touched her lips, pressing them lightly, and felt a sharp pain.
Qin Jiuwei frowned, trying hard to recall what had happened last night.
Fragmented memories flashed through her mind. She remembered drinking with Gao Yunzhi in the Princess's residence, but what happened after that became blurry.
Granny Song stood behind Qin Jiuwei, combing her hair into a bun.
Seeing her confused expression, he couldn't help but smile.
But after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.
It's best to let them figure things out themselves; outsiders will only cause trouble.
Qin Jiuwei thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it.
The sun was already high in the sky outside, and sunlight streamed into the room; it looked like it was almost noon.
Qin Jiuwei suddenly snapped back to reality, "Where are the three children?"
Xiaohe inserted a jade hairpin into Qin Jiuwei's hair and said gently, "The three young masters have already gone to school, Miss, you don't need to worry."
Hearing that the three children had already gone to school, Qin Jiuwei was immediately relieved.
This is the first time I've ever been drunk, and I woke up to find it was already this late.
In my previous life, there were many palace banquets in the imperial harem, and drinking was unavoidable at these banquets.
To avoid losing control, she privately practiced her alcohol tolerance.
But while drinking this time, he forgot that this was no longer the body he had in his previous life.
After having lunch, Qin Jiuwei leaned against the chaise lounge and read a book.
Xiaohe lifted the curtain and came in, her voice filled with joy: "Miss, it's a letter from my uncle."
"Uncle wrote a letter?" Qin Jiuwei immediately put down her book. "Let me see it quickly."
Qin Jiuwei took the letter and read it word by word.
Seeing her so happy, Xiaohe couldn't help but ask, "Miss, what did your uncle say?"
"My uncle said he arrived in the capital at noon today and will come to visit the Marquis's residence after he has finished packing."
"Uncle is coming to see Miss!" Xiaohe couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
Qin Jiuwei looked at the letter again and again, her fingertips trembling slightly.
Finally, I can finally see my uncle.
in the afternoon.
A carriage stopped in front of the Marquis's mansion.
Jiang Ling lifted the curtain and stepped down from the carriage.
When Qin Jiuwei saw that familiar face, her eyes immediately reddened.