Perhaps this rebellion was a little unexpected. After that night, Chu Fengqing hadn’t seen Zhao Yiyu for several days.
Although he was in the deep palace, he could occasionally hear the eunuchs and palace maids gossiping outside.
Where did King Wuxian attack today, which city did they plunder again, which general in the court went to fight, the national treasury was empty, and the regular silver in the palace might have to be reduced. Everyone only knew some one-sided news, and all kinds of outrageous remarks were passed around.
However, the only thing that everyone was sure of was that King Baxian had a powerful general under his command. It was thanks to him that they were able to pass the test one after another and attack the capital. When asked about his name, no one could quite pronounce it. Chu Fengqing heard it several times but also didn’t take it too seriously.
That night, Zhao Yiyu was busy until very late. The posts on the table were piled high. These were the ones that had been screened. He pressed his aching temple and caught a glimpse of the three words “Ji Yujin” on the memorial. His eyes darkened.
The silver coin in his arms began to get hot—so hot that he could hardly hold it.
He knew why Ji Yujin rebelled, and even his Fifth Uncle rebelled because of this person’s instigation, so he would occasionally wonder if it was necessary for a man? Was it necessary to put all his years of forbearance and hard work at risk?
Eunuch Qian, who was serving Zhao Yiyu, had sharp eyes and winked at the maid outside. The maid came up with a cup of ginseng tea. Eunuch Qian took the tea and walked towards Zhao Yiyu’s position. “Your Majesty, please pay attention to the dragon’s body.”
Zhao Yiyu closed the letter in his hand, picked up the ginseng tea on the table, and took a sip, then looked up at the moon, which had risen into the sky.
Eunuch Qian’s eyes rolled, and he walked downstairs with unsteady steps. After a while, he brought in a tray. On the tray were several jade nameplates, and the names engraved on them were naturally the concubines of the various palaces.
Eunuch Qian: “Your Majesty, it’s already late, go to bed early, please take care of yourself.”
Zhao Yiyu pursed his lips. The bright yellow dragon robe looked very majestic. He put the cup on the table and glanced at the tray.
The two words “Chu Fei” suddenly came into his sight, and his pupils shrank slightly, as if he didn’t understand why his name was there.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Eunuch Qian, who was smiling. He arranged it. Who else in this palace doesn’t know that the emperor has deep feelings for the one in the Chen Palace? But he was still a little scared to act on his own. At this moment, his heart was beating faster than anything else.
Zhao Yiyu closed his eyes and did not get angry. He looked at the name on the tray for a long time without reaching out his hand. It seemed that he could not take that last step in his heart. He was indeed interested in Chu Fengqing, but could he really do that?
He was unsure. After a long time, he finally reached out his hand and pointed at the sign. Eunuch Qian was delighted. He pointed at Chu Fengqing’s sign. He was about to turn the sign over but was stopped the next moment. Zhao Yiyu waved his hand, his face dark: “What day is it today?”
Eunuch Qian looked at his expression, his heart skipped a beat, he swallowed, and said carefully, “Your Majesty, today is April 14th.”
Zhao Yiyu: “Six more days.”
He frowned slightly and reached out to turn over the empress’s sign, “Step aside.”
Eunuch Qian: “Yes.”
He also had to send someone to the empress’s palace to inform her and ask her to be prepared. He was a little confused and wondered what the Emperor meant by the six days he had just mentioned.
Walking out of the hall, he handed the tray to the eunuch beside him, looked up and saw the red lanterns under the eaves, and suddenly remembered that there were still six days before the ceremony of conferring Chu Fei as a royal concubine.
He was slightly stunned. The Emperor was still concerned about this. It seemed that he really held it in his heart. It seemed that he would have to send some good things over tomorrow and also remind the people under him to be careful when serving him.
Chu Fengqing felt that he was in a much better mood after not seeing Zhao Yiyu for a few days. However, a good mood did not help much for his illness. The disease was still there, and it was also a fact that it was getting worse and worse. The imperial physician had to run to Zhao Yiyu several times a day, fearing that he would die the next moment.
Chu Fengqing is still not confident about whether he will die or not, it’s just that the critical time for taking his master’s medicine has come, so his pulse is very frightening.
This caused Zhao Yiyu, who had not appeared for a long time, to run over. Chu Fengqing pretended to be asleep and ignored him. He heard the imperial physician whispering to Zhao Yiyu to keep him in a good mood. If he did not have the will to live, it would be useless even if the Golden Immortal came.
After the imperial physicians left, Zhao Yiyu walked up to him and stood there looking at him quietly until Chu Fengqing opened his eyes in discomfort.
The two looked at each other, and Zhao Yiyu asked, “How can I make you happy?”
Chu Fengqing: “……” Is there any need to ask such an obvious question?
Zhao Yiyu: “Except letting you go.”
He curled his lower lip in self-mockery, “Do you know how much I paid for you? So, Chu Fengqing, can you also look at me?”
Chu Fengqing pursed his lips. He locked him up, and he should even thank him?
His words almost made Chu Fengqing laugh: “If that’s the case, then there’s nothing.”
The two parted unhappily.
Another day passed, and he was lying on a rocking chair under the crabapple blossoms. The crabapples were in full bloom in April, and they were the most beautiful in the capital.
The rocking chair swayed slightly, and soon the crabapple flowers fell onto his white clothes, embellishing them beautifully.
Chu Fengqing closed his eyes, feeling drowsy.
While in a light sleep, the sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Li Yu smiled at him, but the smile did not reach his eyes. “Brother Chu, long time no see.”
He squatted down to be level with Chu Fengqing, looked at Chu Fengqing’s pale face, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
Chu Fengqing was slightly stunned. Li Yu had changed a lot. His original baby face had become much thinner, his jaw line had become clearer, and he looked very handsome and mature.
“Why are you here?”
Li Yu: “You don’t know how much effort I put in to see you. I even used my father’s face.”
Chu Fengqing was amused by his exaggerated tone and slightly curved his eyes. “You are so disrespectful.”
“It’s fine. My father also calls me a bastard every day.”
Chu Fengqing: “……”
For a moment, he didn’t know whether to say that it was the family tradition that was tough, or…
Li Yu and Chu Fengqing chatted for a while when the eunuch came over to urge him to leave. He looked at a corner not far away, frowned slightly, hesitated, and then smiled again: “Brother Chu, actually His Majesty said that you were in a bad mood, so he allowed me to come and see you.”
He paused and said, “Brother Chu, relax and don’t be hard on yourself. Health is the most important thing. Besides, the time is coming soon. You will be married to His Majesty soon.”
As he spoke, his eyes widened a little, staring at Chu Fengqing, and he repeated, “Very soon.”
Chu Fengqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded after a moment.
Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief instantly. It was good that Chu Fengqing understood.
On the day of the conferring ceremony, the time calculated by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory was very early. Zhao Yiyu was afraid that Chu Fengqing would not get enough rest, so he changed the time to noon with a stroke of his brush.
Chu Fengqing was dragged to change into an extremely gorgeous imperial dress and a woman’s hairstyles, with a bunch of hairpins and accessories on his head. After he changed his clothes and combed his hair, the palace maids withdrew, leaving only a few to take care of him, and he sat in the hall waiting.
The weather was very bad that day. The clouds in the sky pressed down on the city, and it seemed that it was about to collapse. The dark clouds were rolling in, and a rainstorm was about to come.
The people in the Imperial Astronomical Observatory were so frightened that they were sweating profusely, and they prayed that the heavy rain would have to wait until the ceremony was over before it came.
It’s just that the ceremony certainly couldn’t go on.
Zhao Yiyu arrived at the ceremony place first, also dressed in gorgeous clothes.
“It’s noon time!”
When the eunuch’s shrill and long voice stops, it should be time for the new concubine to enter.
Everyone was eagerly waiting, but no one saw that figure.
“Boom”!
A loud thunder startled everyone, and in everyone’s horrified eyes, the hall suddenly caught fire, starting from the hall where the ceremony was held. The flames instantly illuminated everyone’s eyes red.
“The fire broke out!”
“Protect His Majesty!”
At the same time, several palaces also caught fire, and the entire palace was in chaos.
In the chaos, Zhao Yiyu stood at the highest point of the hall with his hands behind his back. The bright yellow outfit was his most solemn clothing, which he would only wear on the most important days.
Looking at the slowly burning fire, he was very calm, smiled slightly, and raised his eyes to look towards the place where the bride was supposed to enter, but he still hadn’t seen him.
Still… can’t wait any longer.
The Chen Palace.
Chu Fengqing used a handkerchief to wipe the lip balm off his lips. His lips were too white, and the bridesmaid insisted that he put some on to make them look more energetic, but he didn’t like the sticky feeling.
“Don’t wipe it, you looks more beautiful ah.”
A somewhat hoarse voice sounded, with a nonchalant tone. Chu Fengqing raised his eyes and saw Ji Yujin in red clothes, with a fierce look in his eyes, but his lips were hooked, as if he was afraid of scaring him.
He smiled and reached out to take off the hairpin on Chu Fengqing’s head. Without support, the jet-black hair fell to one shoulder. “These don’t look good.”
“Ji Yujin.”
“Yes.”
Ji Yujin looked down at Chu Fengqing, and they looked at each other. Ji Yujin covered Chu Fengqing’s eyes, as he was afraid that his own eyes might be a little scary.
Then he whispered, “I’m here.”
Chu Fengqing took his hand away and stared into his eyes, not afraid at all. Perhaps it was because of this experience, or because he saw Ji Yujin’s uneasiness, he curved his eyes and said, “Ji Yujin, have I ever told you that I am in love with you, only you?”
Ji Yujin’s breathing was slightly choked, and his eyes turned red. In the bright red of the wedding, the two of them were wearing red clothes. He no longer hesitated and bent down to kiss his lips.
I said so, so I came to marry you.
Otherwise, who would wear bright red when robbing someone?
