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Lin Shunyi had a gentle and understanding appearance. If one were to forget the previous incident where she was harmed, they might think of her as a kind neighborly sister. Her eyes sparkled with a smile, and her gestures were affectionate.
She patted Lin Shunyi's hand and said, "You haven't stepped out of Yao Xian Palace for quite some time. Staying cooped up like this must be stifling for you."
"We entered the palace together as sisters, and many consorts have already met His Majesty while we remain in the shadows. The longer this goes on, the more critical it becomes for us to make our mark. There were some misunderstandings before; Consort has apologized to Gui Yi. I wonder if Your Highness could find it in your heart to forgive Consort?"
This was a reference to the time when she had been forcefully drugged during the selection process. Even if she chose not to hold a grudge about that, what could be said about the deadly poison Cui Ling had administered on the first night of favor? Did she really seem like someone easy to deal with?
With her fingers elegantly arched, she displayed an air of arrogance. "Oh, Lin Shunyi, is this your way of apologizing to This Palace?"
However, this apology was rather amusing; there was no sincerity behind it, just a few light words to brush it off.
Lin Shunyi maintained her gentle demeanor and stood up respectfully, bowing as she spoke. "Consort was unaware of her own folly and offended Gui Yi. It was my fault, and I ask for Your Highness's forgiveness."
Tsk, how lowly she could humble herself! "Sister, your sincerity is still lacking!"
Lin Shunyi paused for a moment before kneeling before Yun Zhi Yue. "Consort will certainly look up to Gui Yi in the future; I ask for Your Highness's forgiveness."
Yun Zhi Yue smiled softly and reached out to help Lin Shunyi up, her tone gentle. "As for that bowl of medicine during the selection process, This Palace will let it slide since you didn't intend to kill me. But what about that bowl of deadly poison on your first night of favor? Do you think this kneeling can make up for it?"
Lin Shunyi's pupils constricted slightly; she realized that coming here today was merely an act of self-humiliation.
She shook off Yun Zhi Yue's hand and retracted her friendly demeanor, her expression turning cold. "Consort has matters to attend to in the palace; I won't disturb Your Highness any longer. Farewell."
Watching Lin Shunyi's retreating figure, Yun Zhi Yue narrowed her eyes. This person was definitely not here just to apologize.
No matter what schemes she had in mind, as long as she didn't take the bait, this play couldn't continue on her stage.
Yun Zhi Yue remained within the palace walls for three consecutive days without stepping out. Luo Bai also did not show his face, resembling a scoundrel who took love for granted.
As Yun Zhi Yue's anger grew day by day, Cui Ling remained oblivious to the situation and could only serve her cautiously each day.
That night, Yun Zhi Yue did not sleep; she was waiting for Shihua to bloom. It had been nearly half a year since its last bloom, and tonight was the night. That Oiran Ning Xin was still waiting for her brother's petals to save her life.
She had promised that within six months, Shihua would surely bloom.
The window of the Hall was wide open, and Yun Zhi Yue cradled Shihua, leaning against the windowsill, basking in the moonlight.
The melancholic moonlight fell upon the two of them—a person and a flower—imbuing the scene with a warmth that dispelled any sense of loneliness.
A genuine smile lingered in Yun Zhi Yue's eyes as she reached out to caress the long, dark green leaves, which were even longer than her fingers, only to be ensnared once more, drawing sustenance from her. The leaves enveloped a black-red bud at the center, roughly the size of her thumb, appearing to swell with blood until it finally bloomed.
One petal, two petals, three petals.
Yun Zhi Yue silently counted the unfolding petals. Their color was rich and deep, reminiscent of blood layered upon dried surfaces, ultimately solidifying into a hue similar to that of a lotus flower; the closer to the center, the darker it became.
Once fully blossomed, the overlapping layers of black-red petals revealed a pure black petal at the very core.
The solitary flower swayed gently in the cool night breeze, as if greeting Yun Zhi Yue.
With a radiant smile, she said, "Brother, congratulations on turning one year old. We first met under this moonlit night; from now on, you shall be known as Yue Shi."
The leaves still curled around her hand, conveying a vague sense of joy that warmed her heart. Yun Zhi Yue knew that this name was one her brother cherished.
Suddenly, the flower stilled. A flicker crossed Yun Zhi Yue's expression as her sleeve brushed past Yue Shi, leaving only an empty pot by the window, with the plant vanishing into thin air.
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