"Then at least not here. If Qingyi notices..."
"It’s going to happen sooner or later anyway. Your Majesty can’t hide it from her for a lifetime, right?"
"But..."
Yu Youhan was still somewhat hesitant.
But after everything that had happened, the tight defenses around her heart had long since loosened. In the end, she resigned herself and closed her eyes.
"What sin did I commit in my last life, to end up falling into your hands in this one..."
"But Your Majesty also enjoys it, doesn’t she?"
"Shut up!"
After a while—
"Why are you still dazing there?"
"Without Your Majesty’s permission, this humble servant wouldn’t dare act rashly."
"...You... Do you have to make me lose all face before you’re satisfied? Mm, hurry, hurry up..."
"As you command!"
...
...
Xu Qingyi had a very long dream.
She dreamed that she followed the Empress to marry into the Chen Family. On the day of the grand wedding, in the bridal chamber, both she and the Empress wore bright red wedding robes, and Chen Mo stacked them together, saying this was called double happiness at the door...
"Your Majesty?"
The face in the dream gradually became clear, and Xu Qingyi jolted awake.
She got up and looked around. Dusk was falling, the room was empty, and there was no sign of the Empress. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
"Even if it was just a dream, it felt a bit too real."
"Maybe I just haven’t been resting well lately, but this dream was really too ridiculous. What kind of person is Her Majesty—how could she and I..."
Xu Qingyi shook her head, driving away the stray thoughts.
Looking at the mess before her, a flush climbed up her cheeks. Aside from embarrassment, there was a bright, blooming joy in her heart.
Although the process had been a bit bumpy, she and Chen Mo had finally confirmed their feelings for each other, and their relationship had indeed taken a step forward. It was just that this man left a bit too quickly and didn’t even think to accompany her a little longer...
Dong dong dong—
Just then, the door was knocked.
"Who is it?" Xu Qingyi asked.
A Palace Attendant’s voice came from outside: "Director Xu, Her Majesty has summoned you."
?!
Xu Qingyi’s expression stiffened.
Could it be that what just happened had been exposed?
Though she felt a bit uneasy, she didn’t dare delay. She quickly put on her clothes, straightened her appearance, forced herself to endure the discomfort, pushed the door open, and followed the Palace Attendant toward Frozen Sky Palace.
They went all the way to Haitang Pond. The Palace Attendant bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Director Xu has arrived."
"Let her in," the Empress said calmly.
"Yes."
The Palace Attendant pulled open the main doors. "Please, Director Xu."
Xu Qingyi steadied her mind and stepped inside.
Steam curled above the bath, a white mist everywhere. Vaguely, she could see a graceful figure sitting at the edge of the pool, wiping down her body. Her snow-white skin was like mutton-fat jade; beads of water rolled down her collarbone and disappeared into the hollow below.
Even just from the side, she was breathtakingly beautiful, like someone from a painting.
"Your Majesty, you’re out of seclusion? What orders does Your Majesty have for this humble servant?" Xu Qingyi asked softly.
But Yu Youhan’s next words plunged her into an ice-cold abyss. "You and Chen Mo tossed around for so long; you must have worked up quite a sweat. Come in and wash together."
Xu Qingyi’s breath hitched, her pupils suddenly constricting, a chill running up her spine!
It was over. The thing she’d feared most had still come to pass!
Yu Youhan glanced at her and said lightly, "You have nothing you’d like to explain to this palace?"
Since the Empress already knew, how would Xu Qingyi dare argue? She hurriedly dropped to her knees, lowered her head, and said, "This servant deserves death. Please quell Your Majesty’s anger! But this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Chen. It was all this servant’s one-sided infatuation..."
"..."
Yu Youhan’s eyelids twitched. In a bad mood, she said, "That’s enough. Stop trying that pitiable-act routine on me. Besides, what sort of person Chen Mo is—would I not know? If he weren’t pestering you every few days, would you have fallen so fast?"



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