Yun Xiao looked at her with a forced smile, and Wan Wan obediently stood behind her, no longer acting so obviously.
The palace was full of spies, and even these people in front of them were likely the Emperor's spies, so caution was the best policy.
The two entered Jingfu Palace.
The Emperor was not in the main hall. A young eunuch reported that His Majesty was resting in his sleeping quarters.
After the morning court, Shangguan Yao, thinking about yesterday's events, felt restless and had no intention of handling official business, so he returned to his sleeping quarters to rest.
Thinking that he felt nothing when facing Yan Ling, he despaired in his heart. If he was to remain impotent his whole life, what use was this empire?
An empire in hand was merely for power and beauty, but in the end, he had become like this. Who had drugged him?
Yun Xiao walked into the sleeping quarters and saw Shangguan Yao deep in thought, his pupils dark and unfathomable, half his face obscured by shadow, making his expression unclear. She quickly offered a polite greeting.
"Leng Yue greets His Majesty."
"You're here?"
Shangguan Yao looked up, his voice very cold, the lingering sound swirling, giving a chilling sensation no matter how one listened. xxs壹贰
Wan Wan trembled slightly. It seemed her cultivation was not enough, but her master was very calm, neither anxious nor agitated, as if not afraid of anything.
"Did His Majesty not summon me?"
Yun Xiao retorted, her expression also a little unpleasant. She was a person who liked to sleep, and she didn't expect to come to the palace and not even be able to sleep peacefully.
She had listened to music late last night, and then at the hour of Yin, she had practiced the "Sixteen Steps of Piercing Clouds" again, so she was very sleepy now.
"Tell me what happened last night?"
Shangguan Yao neither got angry nor upset. His face showed no expression. He leaned back slightly, resting against a cushion, languid and leisurely.
Yun Xiao's lips curved into a smile, she straightened her waist, too lazy to bother with these worldly customs. Her clear face held a calm expression, her smile faint, neither humble nor overbearing, she spoke.
"His Majesty summoned Leng Yue to the palace precisely to cure his hidden ailment. Leng Yue went to Qianlan Palace last night and found that the Noble Consort was exceptionally beautiful, like a clear pool. Therefore, I hope His Majesty will consider the Consort. As long as His Majesty is moved, perhaps this illness will be greatly cured. Leng Yue does not know what she has done wrong for His Majesty to prevent even sleep in the early morning."
By the end, these words were filled with cold anger.
Shangguan Yao suddenly opened his eyes, staring at her, hoping to see something different. But in those eyes, as clear as glass, there was not a trace of impurity, like a clear lake, transparent, the light in his eyes burning.
Shangguan Yao suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if something had fiercely struck his heart, and before he could think deeply, it flashed away.
"So it was that I thought too much."
Yun Xiao saw him lower his eyelids, concealing his gloomy coldness. This person was not someone who believed others easily.
"If His Majesty has nothing else, Leng Yue wishes to return to catch up on sleep."
Yun Xiao said, actually yawning, her weariness evident. Shangguan Yao looked up, his gaze sharp and bright, and asked faintly.
"Leng Yue, you say my illness is truly incurable? The Noble Consort is so heavenly beautiful and enchanting, yet I feel nothing at all."
Upon hearing his words, Yun Xiao immediately became excited. Did this mean the Emperor had given up? That was great, she could go back.
However, Shangguan Yao added, "But I still want to try."
Yun Xiao's face immediately turned cold. There was no cure, so what was the point of trying? A heartless person like you trying for another hundred thousand years would also be useless, merely a waste of time.
"Your Majesty, Leng Yue is sleepy."
"Alright, then go back and rest. We will discuss this matter later."
It was rare for Shangguan Yao not to make things difficult for her. When Yun Xiao left, his pupils filled with thoughtfulness. When he looked at Leng Yue just now.
Those eyes, as clear as a green lake, made his heart constrict, and he seemed to have felt a hint of something. Leng Yue spoke of being moved, but Leng Yue was a man. Could it be that he?
Shangguan Yao looked up at the painted ceiling in horror. This discovery was truly terrifying.
Yun Xiao left Jingfu Palace and truly returned to her palace to catch up on sleep.
She slept until the afternoon and woke up hungry. After eating, Lin An from Changxin Palace came to deliver a message, saying that a guest wanted to see her. Yun Xiao was surprised, who would want to see her in the deep palace? Finally, she thought of Ye Wuyun.
This guy must have come looking for her because of Qiao Fan's illness, knowing she was in the palace.
Thinking of Ye Wuyun, her mood improved considerably.
This person sought neither fame nor profit, his heart was pure and clear. He could be developed into a friend. Moreover, to cure Qiao Fan and his cold poison, he would owe her several favors, and would eventually need help.
Yun Xiao, with Wan Wan, followed Lin An towards Changxin Palace. They walked leisurely, and Lin An glanced at them several times, hoping to find a trace of caution or apprehension in Yun Xiao's eyes.
But he was ultimately disappointed. This Young Master Leng Yue appeared to eat well, sleep well, and be cheerful, as if he was thriving in the palace. The Emperor had not made things difficult for him, which was extremely rare.
Lin An's heart pounded. It seemed he needed to be careful.
The group entered Changxin Palace. In the main hall, besides Ye Wuyun, there was also Qiao Fan. Yun Xiao hadn't expected Ye Wuyun to bring Qiao Fan into the palace.
The Empress Dowager, seated at the head of the hall, looked somewhat gloomy. As soon as she saw Leng Yue enter, before Yun Xiao could offer her greetings, she said calmly, "Leng Yue, Wuyun wants you to examine this little girl and see if her madness can be cured. Can you treat her?"
As soon as Qiao Fan saw Yun Xiao appear, she rushed over and tugged at her sleeve, smiling innocently, "Brother, brother."
Yun Xiao hadn't expected this girl to remember the scene of their meeting. Yun Xiao nodded, reached out, and stroked Qiao Fan's head, "Alright, is Qiao Fan doing well?"
Qiao Fan nodded vigorously, then turned to look at Ye Wuyun. Ye Wuyun gestured for her to come over, not to disturb Yun Xiao. The palace was not like other places. Qiao Fan obediently walked to Ye Wuyun's side. Yun Xiao, standing beside them, quickly bowed to the person on the high seat.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, she has suffered a shock, and it will be difficult to treat her immediately. However, long-term treatment should not be a problem."
Yun Xiao guessed that the Empress Dowager's concern for such a young girl showed her care for her nephew, Ye Wuyun.
Yun Xiao hadn't heard the Empress Dowager's voice for a long time, so she curiously raised her head to glance at her.
She saw that the Empress Dowager's face was serene, veiled in a layer of cold frost, but this was only for a moment. Then, she smiled kindly.
But it was that fleeting moment of ferocity that Yun Xiao captured. She couldn't help but be surprised. The Empress Dowager was not happy to hear her words; instead, she seemed cold, as if trapped by something.
Could Qiao Fan's illness have a deeper mystery?