"Hmph!" Yu Guifei was secretly annoyed again, that cheap woman died, she had never dreamed of her, tonight she actually dreamed that she crawled out of the pile of dead people, walked to her bedside and strangled her to death, then cut off her head and threw it next to Sanlang. Sanlang was reviewing memorials at the time, saw her head, didn't even look at it, just walked over and hugged that cheap woman and kissed her, that's a ghost! She was shouting at the time, but she watched with her own eyes as her Sanlang carried that cheap woman horizontally to the bed, then she saw a big patch of blood splattered on the mosquito net, dyeing out a seductive color. The woman behind the mosquito net turned around and smiled at her, the smile was mysterious and unpredictable, scaring her awake.

  She shivered with a chill, violently smashing the teacup to the ground, which was covered with red carpets. Seeing the red carpet again reminded her of the blood in her dream, so she grabbed Zhong Mengquan and said, "Quickly change this carpet for me, at once!"

  Zhong Mengquan was helping Yu Guifei relieve her indigestion while calling out to the slaves outside to remove the red carpet, "Tonight, I won't sleep, I'll stay here with Your Majesty, please rest early, you need to conserve your energy, tomorrow all the other palaces will come to pay their respects to you."

  Yu Guifei, who was lying down and being attended to by Zhong Mengquan, couldn't help but sneer coldly after hearing this. "Every day, seeing these beauties fluttering around in front of me makes my head ache, how can I have a good mood?"

  "I'm telling the truth, which palace mistress can compare to your majesty's beauty and charm? I often see that Your Majesty treats you exceptionally well, better than any other palace. Why must you be sad about this?"

  After hearing this, Yu Guifei felt a little better, but the nightmare still lingered in her mind, and she couldn't sleep again.

  Qinghua Palace, one evening with lights shining brightly everywhere.

  ***

  Si Yu stood outside the bed, somewhat embarrassed. Yesterday, Ce Fei got up early, but no maidservant came to pay respects. Today, Ce Fei slept soundly, and Si Yu called out softly several times without getting a response. Unexpectedly, a maidservant arrived, saying she had come to pay respects to Ce Fei.

  A sound of footsteps came, it was Si Wei who had been waiting outside to serve tea. After a while, not seeing anyone come out, she came in to take a look, "I didn't call you to attend to the side consort's dressing, is the side consort still not awake?"

  Si Yu hesitated for a moment, "The concubine sleeps too soundly, I've called out several times." After finishing speaking, there were some movements from the bed, and after a while, Concubine's slightly hoarse voice came through, "What's wrong?"

  "Miss, there is a self-proclaimed 'entering painting' concubine outside who says she wants to pay her respects to the Consort."

  Chu Lian was silent for a while, and for some reason she had an exceptionally good sleep last night, so she woke up a bit later today. She let the two maidservants attend to her washing, dressing, and grooming, which took some time. When she walked out into the outer hall, she saw a woman in purple clothes sitting at the lower seat, who got up and smiled brightly as she greeted her, "In painting has met the Consort."

  Chu Lian walked over to the main seat and sat down, bowing her head slightly, "I overslept, so I got up a bit late, making you wait for a long time, sister."

  Ru Hua smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, Ru Hua wasn't in the Wang Fu yesterday, otherwise I would have come to pay my respects to the princess earlier." When Ru Hua smiles, her eyes curve into a gentle arc, giving off an harmless impression. At this moment, she was staring intently at Chu Lian Ruo, who met her gaze, and neither of them knew what the other was thinking.

  Chu Lian thought it was very simple. She listened to the sound of Hua Ruolan's painting, and the more she listened, the more she felt that something was wrong. But what exactly was wrong, she didn't know.