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Moments later, Yun Qingyu's gaze gradually shifted to Xin Yao's strikingly handsome face, which was almost demonic in its beauty. He couldn't help but ponder: after spending so many years in the hidden darkness of the Hidden Pavilion, how could this face remain so stunning? It was indeed a natural gift.
Children from ordinary families rarely possessed such breathtaking looks.
Yun Qingyu closed his eyes, beginning to suspect Xin Yao's origins.
The inner palace was tranquil, devoid of any sound. Before long, Xin Yao naturally leaned closer to Yun Qingyu, causing him to suddenly awaken.
Looking at the sleeping Xin Yao, whose skin was as white as snow and whose cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue, Yun Qingyu's gaze drifted to Xin Yao's hand. He thought to himself: Has this guy become bolder lately? Is he pushing his luck or simply taking advantage of my affection?
Yun Qingyu remained silent, yet he couldn't help but contemplate whether he should continue indulging Xin Yao's increasingly audacious behavior or remind him to be mindful of boundaries.
In the night at Ganquan Palace, Consort Duan staged a scene of a villain crying foul, deliberately refusing to eat, which prompted the Emperor to come and show concern for his beloved consort.
The Emperor asked, "What is the matter? What happened? I heard that my consort has no appetite for dinner. Who dares to provoke her so?"
Consort Duan remained silent until she spoke, her eyes reddening as if she had suffered great injustice. "I don't know where to begin," she said.
The Emperor held her close and comforted her repeatedly. "Just tell me, my consort."
Yet inside, he felt a sense of unease; although Consort Duan appeared gentle, she was not one to suffer in silence. Given her powerful family background, the only person who could make her this upset was likely Qingyu.
Wiping away her tears, Consort Duan continued, "Qingyu has some grievances regarding Ling Jing. I thought it best not to let any rift form between mother and daughter, so I asked my two sisters-in-law to invite Qingyu over for dinner and clarify things face to face."
The Emperor's eyes flickered with a hint of wariness as he casually asked, "Is Qingyu being disrespectful?"
Consort Duan pitifully lamented, "If it were just a matter of disrespect, it would be fine. But she has gone so far as to bring all her male favorites with her."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor felt a sense of satisfaction. Although openly bringing male favorites to disrupt the occasion could lead to criticism and censure from the censors, this engagement was now completely ruined, which was quite good.
He nonchalantly replied, "What Qingyu did is indeed inappropriate, but she has always been unconventional. You shouldn't take it to heart; it's not worth getting upset over."
Consort Duan was not about to let it go and began to choke up again. "If it were that simple, why would I be so distressed? Those male favorites are jealous and competitive; they even injured Ling Jing on the spot and demanded that Ling Jing be taken to Princess Manor to serve them as a slave."
The Emperor frowned slightly. If what Consort Duan said was true, and the male favorites in the Princess Residence dared to insult a First Rank General, then the authority of the Princess Residence could no longer be upheld.
He comforted Consort Duan, telling her not to cry and that he would send someone to summon Qingyu to the palace for questioning. If she was at fault, she would certainly face severe punishment.
He then asked, "How is Ling Jing's injury? Has a Imperial Physician been called to check on him?"
Consort Duan felt even more aggrieved. "Your Majesty, Ling Jing has already been taken to Princess Residence. I have no way of knowing how serious his injuries are."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor couldn't help but speculate. If Ling Jing had been severely injured and taken to Princess Residence as a slave, it was unlikely that Ling Ancheng would agree unless there was some serious leverage that Qingyu held over him.
Consort Duan continued to wipe her tears and lamented, "Since he has done this, how could he possibly admit his wrongdoing? He might even fabricate some baseless accusations to tarnish the reputation of the Ling Family."
At these words, the Emperor reevaluated his perception of the gentle and virtuous Consort Duan. Was this truly something a biological mother should say?
Things were not yet settled regarding Qingyun, but it was already determined that Qingyu would slander the Ling Family. In his heart, there was only the Ling Family, not this biological daughter.
The Emperor suddenly grew cold and withdrew, saying, "I will summon Qingyu to the palace now to question Qingyun. Prepare a lavish meal to serve the Empress during her dining."
Consort Duan thought her preemptive strike had worked and felt quite pleased as she respectfully saw the Emperor off.
Once they were far from Ganquan Palace, Personal Eunuch Chen Hai respectfully inquired, "Shall we send someone to the Princess Residence to deliver the decree now?"
The Emperor's eyes were clear as he replied, "What decree should be delivered? Qingyu has a habit of going to bed early; she should have already retired by this time. We will discuss it tomorrow morning."
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