The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Inside Ruifu Palace.

Concubine Jing was leaning on the chaise longue, holding a beautifully bound book in her hand, with a focused expression and a calm face.

The sky outside the window was a little gloomy, with layers of gray clouds hanging low, as if it might rain at any time, shrouding the entire palace in a depressing atmosphere.

There were no maids serving in the room, and it was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were the faint crackling of incense sticks burning in the incense burner and the trajectory of wisps of green smoke rising.

Imperial Concubine Jing was wearing a dark blue palace dress with dark gold piping that gave it a hint of luxury. Her eyes were calm, without a trace of anxiety.

After a while, a maid's voice came from outside: "My Lady, Eunuch Qian is here."

Imperial Concubine Jing frowned slightly, her finger paused on an unturned page of the book, and after a moment she spoke: "I'm a little busy now, let him wait." Her voice was gentle, but it had an air of majesty that could not be questioned.

However, the maid outside the door was obviously a little anxious and raised her voice slightly: "Madam, Eunuch Qian seems to be in a hurry. He said that His Majesty wants you to go to the Yangxin Palace!"

Concubine Jing paused, then slowly closed the book in her hand and tapped the spine of the book a few times with her fingertips, as if she was thinking about something.

"Okay, I understand." She finally responded lightly and placed the book on the table, her movements elegant and casual.

Just as she slowly stood up and prepared to change her clothes, the back door was suddenly pushed open and Luo Yuyao ran in.

"Mother, when will Sister Wanzi come to our palace? I miss her so much!"

Luo Yuyao frowned and pouted, her face full of dissatisfaction and desire, and the little pastry crumbs at the corners of her mouth betrayed the fact that she had just eaten secretly.

Concubine Jing turned her head and saw her daughter's appearance, a smile flashed in her eyes.

He gently stroked Luo Yuyao's head, his voice gentle and somewhat teasing: "Do you miss your sister Wanzi, or do you miss sister Wanzi's food?"

Luo Yuyao's face flushed instantly, and she shook Concubine Jing's hand and said coquettishly, "Mother, of course I miss Sister Wanzi!" Her voice was so sweet, as if she was trying her best to hide her guilty conscience.

Concubine Jing looked at her like this, shook her head and chuckled, her smile full of fondness.

She reached out to help Luo Yuyao tidy up her slightly messy hair, and brushed off some snack powder on her cuffs, saying, "Yuyao, Wanzi sister will come to see you in two days, you little greedy cat, just wait a little longer."

"Mother, then remember to remind her to bring more snacks!" Luo Yuyao's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she was obviously more concerned about the mention of "snacks".

Imperial Concubine Jing looked up at the darkening sky outside the window, her expression slightly restrained, but her tone was still gentle: "Be good, Yuyao, your father has something to ask mother, mother will be back soon."

"Okay~" Luo Yuyao responded happily, and then ran towards the back door, her small figure like a nimble deer. However, just as she stepped over the threshold and had not run far, she was stopped by Concubine Jing's low call.

"Yu Yao."

Luo Yuyao paused, turned around and blinked her big eyes to look at her, with a puzzled look on her face: "Mother, is there anything else?"

Concubine Jing approached her, leaned down slightly, and whispered a few words in her ear.

After Luo Yuyao heard this, her smile gradually faded, and a serious look appeared in her eyes. She frowned and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, mother. Yuyao has remembered. I will go find Uncle Tianji now!"

Concubine Jing nodded with satisfaction.

……

Eunuch Qian was extremely anxious. When he saw Imperial Concubine Jing coming out, he quickly knelt down and greeted her: "Imperial Concubine, the Emperor invites you!"

Concubine Jing looked normal and just glanced at him lightly.

Eunuch Qian lowered his head with a smile on his face, and obviously did not notice Concubine Jing's gaze.

"Let's go." Concubine Jing responded calmly, her voice neither hurried nor slow.

"Yes, your majesty!" Eunuch Qian quickly stood up and walked carefully in front to lead the way.

On the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation

Concubine Jing sat in the gorgeous sedan chair. The sky outside was becoming increasingly gloomy. The low rumble of thunder in the distance seemed to be pressing against her ears. The entire palace was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Inside the sedan, Imperial Concubine Jing's hands rested calmly on her knees, her sleeves drooping slightly, covering a delicately folded piece of paper between her fingers.

As the machine shook, she carefully unfolded the note, her movements so gentle that they made almost no sound.

The content on the note was extremely brief, just two words, but it made Concubine Jing frown slightly.

"Receive your reward."

He looked outside the sedan chair, and his gaze fell through the gap on the group of people accompanying him in front.

Imperial Concubine Jing stealthily folded the note again and put it into her sleeve, her expression still as calm and indifferent as usual.

At this moment, Eunuch Qian seemed to notice something and looked back. The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and there seemed to be an extra layer of silent communication in the air.

Eunuch Qian was slightly startled, then nodded.

Seeing Eunuch Qian nod, Concubine Jing became even more confused.

Your Majesty, did you really ask me to come here to "receive a reward"? What kind of reward?

Her fingers tightened slightly in her sleeves. According to the contents of the letter from Prince Jing'an, the emperor would never give her a reward, so? What was the problem?

The eunuchs walked very quickly, and when Concubine Jing was deep in thought, the sedan chair stopped.

"Your Majesty, please get out of the sedan chair." Eunuch Qian stepped forward with a respectful attitude.

Concubine Jing calmly stood up and stepped out of the sedan chair. When she looked up, she saw that the steps in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation were covered by a layer of mist. The clouds in the distance were very low and the thunder was getting closer.

The palace door was wide open, and the gold-painted beams and vermilion palace door exuded a majestic glow, but Concubine Jing felt inexplicably chilled in her heart.

"Your Majesty, please." Eunuch Qian said softly, then bent down and stepped back.

Concubine Jing walked in calmly.

The furnishings in the hall were as solemn as ever, with sandalwood burning in the incense burner, and the air was cool. Behind the dragon table, the emperor lowered his head and looked at a scroll of memorials, his brows slightly furrowed.

"I see you, your majesty. May your majesty be safe."

The emperor neither looked up nor spoke.

The hall was suddenly so quiet that the only sound was the crackling of incense burning in the incense burner, like a taut string that could break at any time.

Time passed little by little, and Concubine Jing's knees were a little sore after kneeling for so long, but she did not move at all, her expression remained respectful, and she waited quietly for the emperor's next move.

Finally, the emperor put down the memorial in his hand, glanced at her calmly, and said in a calm but majestic tone: "My beloved concubine, please don't be polite."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Concubine Jing lowered her eyes and stood up, her posture still dignified.

The emperor's voice was low, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. "I heard a few days ago that you were managing palace affairs well, and recently you distributed supplies to help the children of palace servants who were affected by the disaster. It is rare for you to be so considerate to your servants."

It's actually a praise?

Imperial Concubine Jing was filled with turmoil, but she remained calm and responded softly, "Your Majesty, I am just doing my duty."

"Is that so?" The emperor's tone rose slightly, but his eyes suddenly became sharper. "Then I should give you a reward, right?"

"I don't deserve it." Concubine Jing lowered her eyelids to hide the coldness in her eyes.

The emperor ignored her humility and instead waved gently to the eunuch beside him.

The young eunuch came to the dragon table with the box in both hands and opened it carefully.

Inside the box was a snow-white jade hairpin carved into the shape of a phoenix feather. A thumb-sized ruby ​​was embedded in the end of the hairpin, emitting a faint cold light under the light in the hall.

The emperor glanced at Concubine Jing and said calmly, "This was made specially for you by my craftsmen. Do you like it, my beloved concubine?"

Concubine Jing was startled and couldn't help but secretly tighten her sleeves.

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