"Master, you should also think of a way, Your Majesty." Yu heard Yao dismiss the people and went out to guard, saying to the person sitting on the couch reading.

  Su Jing flipped through a page of the book, "What can be done"

  Yao walked over and approached her, "Master, the Emperor has not come to Zuiyun Pavilion for so many days in a row. Outside, it's all said that you've lost favor."

  Su Jing raised her head and smiled as she pushed her away a bit, "Look at what you're saying, you also think your master has fallen out of favor"

  Ting Yao's bitter words were inexplicable, and she didn't know why Ting Yao was being so stubborn this time. "Master, the Emperor stayed at Chonghua Palace the day before yesterday, and went to Mengyu Hall yesterday. An Lianggui, Li Liangyuan, and Ling Guiren all had an audience with the Emperor, but he hasn't come to our Zuiyun Pavilion yet."

  Su Jing was taken aback, "It's all so much"

  They haven't seen each other since that day, it's been almost half a month now. What they lack is an opportunity, and it's like they've walked into a dead end, needing an opportunity to pull them out.

  "Let me think," Su Jingbai waved her hand, put down the book, and leaned against her cheek in contemplation.

  Zichen Hall

  "Your Majesty, someone from the Imperial Household Department has arrived," Su Shun walked in with a eunuch, followed closely by another carrying a tray with neatly arranged green-headed plaques.

  Zong Zhengjin raised his head and glanced around casually, furrowing his brow. "Where's Zhen Pei?"

  The eunuch was taken aback and hastily knelt down, "I deserve to die."

  He thought that Zhen had already fallen out of favor, so he took the liberty of removing her plaque. The tray could only hold more than a dozen plaques, and it was impossible to display all the plaques of the concubines, so the people in the ceremonial hall had to constantly add or remove plaques according to the emperor's preferences.

  Zong Zhengjin rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Go down and accept your punishment."

  The eunuch saw that the emperor did not seem to want to play cards and hastily responded with a sound before retreating.

  Su Shun secretly lamented, these past ten or so days the Emperor had indeed summoned consorts and concubines to serve him in bed, but apart from the two parties involved, only he, as a eunuch attendant, was most aware that the Emperor merely went to chat with them, play some music on the zither, and did not actually consummate the relationship.

  Originally I was counting on Zuiyunwu, but as a result of mentioning it a few days ago, the half-year's salary is gone.

  The emperor has been moody and unpredictable these days, and not just the courtiers, but even his personal eunuch who has served him for nearly twenty years has been scolded several times. His monthly allowance has also been reduced repeatedly. Fortunately, he has lived to this point and no longer cares about money.

  Being scolded and covered in dog blood, what's wrong with that? It made him miss the old emperor more than once. Although he was a bit cold-blooded, at least there were rules to follow. Compared to now, it was much better. ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Latest chapter of this book, please search 800

  "I'll go prepare a midnight snack for His Majesty."

  Zong Zhengjin responded with a nod, and that little scoundrel didn't make a sound.

  "Susu Xian, bai jia zui yun wu."

  Translation: "Susu Xian, drunk in the cloudy pavilion."

  Drunken Cloud Villa

  "Master, you've been keeping this posture for the whole afternoon, take a break," Ling Yao said, although she was delighted with her master's "progress", but at the same time, she also felt heartache for her.

  Su Jing hummed twice and said, "Let me think about it for a while."

  "Master, I'm telling you to think about whether you've offended the emperor somewhere and apologize, it's not like we're asking you to humiliate yourself here."

  Su Jing rubbed her cheek with one hand, "Can't think straight, can't eat."

  "Master, this isn't the Su residence, Madam is not here, no one will punish you for using chopsticks," Xiang thought she was just being naturally habitual.

  In the past, when Su Jing was at the Su Mansion, she would occasionally be naughty. For example, she would secretly sneak out of the mansion or not complete the "homework" assigned by her mother-in-law. As a result, she wouldn't have dinner until midnight, when the two young masters would secretly send her some pastries. In fact, this was also done with the tacit consent of their mother.

  Su Jing pouted and asked, "Listen, Yao, do you miss your loved ones?"

  Ting Yao was taken aback for a moment, then forced a unnatural smile, "My parents died early, I've even forgotten what they looked like."

  She had a happy family life when she was young, her father was a doctor in their town, and her mother took care of the household. However, after a flood, both parents went missing and died, and she came to the capital city, sold herself to the Su family as a slave to survive.

  "Listen, Yao, I miss my mother, two elder brothers and father."

  Yao blinked, forcing back her tears. She had always known that the young mistress was precocious, but no matter how intelligent she was, she was only a fourteen-year-old girl. If she hadn't entered the palace, at this time, she would have been just a child who would run to her mother to throw a tantrum.

  "If Master can gain sacred favor, there will be a day when he reunites with his wife," such comfort although somewhat pale and weak, but also a kind of hope.

  "But as a person in the harem, I'll be here forever, and it seems my heart is no longer with me," Su Jing sighed, waving her hand. "Bring some pastries over, I want to eat, I need to fill up to have energy."

  "Yes, I'm going," Yau replied and hurriedly walked out.

  Su Shun-xian heard the sound and hastily cleared his throat, "The Emperor has arrived."

  Although it's not the first time standing here with His Majesty to listen to the wall corner, but just now such an atmosphere is a bit too scary. He has been quietly wiping sweat in the back, afraid that the one inside will suddenly say something earth-shattering and shocking, which will make His Majesty leave in anger.

  However, those few sentences just now, if the emperor were to investigate, would likely be a serious crime. Marrying into the imperial family requires being mindful of one's former home at all times, which is disrespect towards the imperial family and contempt for the royal clan.

  Su Jing heard the noise inside and was stunned, hurriedly getting up, but because she had maintained a posture for too long, her body was stiff, and she almost fell onto the couch, when a pair of strong hands timely supported her.

  Su Jing hurriedly struggled free, stood up and saluted, "Concubine pays respects to Your Majesty."

  Zong Zhengjin's arms suddenly felt empty, and he muttered, "Get down."

  Su Jing heard his tone and saw that he didn't look too good, his face was expressionless, and his mood probably wasn't great either. She stood there awkwardly for a moment, unsure of what to say.

  Zong Zhengjin didn't speak either, only taking over the tea handed by the palace maid, lightly sipping it. For a moment, the two of them looked at each other without saying a word.

  Xiangya was overjoyed by the emperor's sudden arrival and almost burst into tears, hastily ordering someone to bring refreshments.

  Su Shunan pulled her back, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and let someone go to the imperial kitchen to fetch some hot dishes."

  Xiao Fu heard this and hastily said, "I'm good at running, I'll go." And with that, he ran out.

  For a moment, all the servants in Zuiyunwu were beaming with smiles, their hands and feet moving quickly as they worked on their tasks.

  All this happened outside, and the two inside didn't know what each other was thinking about. No one spoke, but the atmosphere wasn't awkward, it lasted until Yáo came in with a food box, breaking the silence.

  "Does His Majesty want to use it?" Su Jing finally found a good topic.

  A plate of smooth quail eggs, a plate of mandarin duck rolls, a small dish of fragrant stir-fried cucumber sauce, and two bowls of chicken noodle soup, along with several appetizing small dishes.

  It's ordinary, but in this short time at night, the people in the imperial kitchen must have also racked their brains.

  Zong Zhengjin glanced at the small dishes on the table and frowned, "Hm."

  So calm and unhurried, Su Jing didn't hinder him at all. She pushed the dishes towards him a bit, "Your Majesty, have some more." After speaking, she started eating slowly herself, occasionally stealing glances at him secretly.

  Zong Zhengjin wasn't hungry, he just sat there and accompanied her for a few bites.

  "After dinner, the two of them stared at each other again. Su Jing felt a bit speechless and decided to continue playing her thick skin, 'Will Your Majesty stay overnight?'"

  Zong Zhengjin furrowed his brow and stared at her without saying a word.

  Su Jing blinked her eyes, as if she would cry immediately if he didn't agree.

  Zong Zhengjin couldn't help but nod, watching her excitedly go to take a bath, secretly annoyed at his own momentary softness, but he had come here on impulse in the first place.

  Only when they were at the door did he hear the conversation between the two women, and learned that she had not been doing well these days, so his heart was slightly comforted. As for her saying she missed home, he was her home.

  If she can't get it for herself, if she has other ideas that he can't have, he'd rather destroy him than let her be better off, leaving him alone and standing upright.

  Of course, if she is obedient enough, he can spoil her a bit more, so he stayed now.

  At this time, Zong Zhengjin had already forgotten why he was angry in the first place and what they were arguing about for so long. He thought to himself that he had found a good excuse, so tonight the two of them could get along harmoniously.

  After bathing, Su Jing'e and others heard Yao help her wring out her hair, then directly put on a goose-yellow butterfly-patterned nightgown to go out, seeing him sitting on the couch flipping through her book, scratching his forehead, "Your Majesty, is everything settled?"

  Zong Zhengjin raised his head and glanced at the person standing there with an uneasy look, "Hmm."

  Su Jing's eyes sparkled with a hint of smile, like a water lily emerging from the water, her skin as white as snow showed a faint pink color, the dimples on both sides of her cheeks appeared and disappeared, looking lovely and charming, with a subtle and delicate beauty.

  Zong Zhengjin lay down on the outside, Su Jingfan crawled in from his feet, and somehow they got used to her sleeping on the inside whenever they were together.

  Sometimes he tolerated her irregularities, occasionally unreasonable demands, he indulged her, and twice being grounded was also done by herself.

  Su Jing turned over and faced him, after a brief moment of silence, she decided to speak up, "Your Majesty"

  No response

  Su Jing gazed at him with a burning intensity, her sword-like eyebrows, high-bridged nose, thin and sensual lips, and tightly closed eyes, without the usual allure of his dark pupils, yet somehow making him appear softer than before.

  Suddenly he opened his eyes, didn't turn around, just raised his hand and rubbed his brow, "Not to be settled"

  "Concubine is just a casual mention," Su Jing said with a curl of her lip.

  Zong Zhengjin blocked him with one hand, his face showing helplessness, "Then what do you want to do?"

  "The concubine can't sleep, but Your Majesty can sleep whenever you want. The concubine is happy just watching Your Majesty."

  Palace Concubine (Yi Shu)

  Gong Shu