Cold-faced Empress

They all came to the palace banquet, but the difference between people is so great. The Fu family has really gained a lot. Their family status has been consolidated, and it doesn't matter at all if they lose the name of the Fu family!

The palace banquet was in full swing, and palace servants filed in to serve delicacies. Fu Siying suddenly felt something was wrong. She turned her head and saw Yunzhi staring blankly at the plate, and only then did she realize Yunzhi's abnormality.

This girl is too quiet. Ever since she received the Emperor and Empress Dowager's gifts, she hasn't shown any excitement.

They've already returned to their seats, and they're not chattering away about how nervous, excited, and happy they were. What's wrong with the little girl?

Fu Siying picked up a slice of fish and placed it on Yunzhi's plate: "Yunzhi, why are you..."

The words stopped abruptly.

To her astonishment, she saw Yunzhi turn her head away, her eyes red, her face filled with sadness, grief, pitifulness, and helplessness!

She quickly grabbed Yunzhi's head, and the two sisters huddled together, heads touching.

"What's wrong? Look at you, so pitiful!" Fu Siying was filled with anxiety. "You received a reward from the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, why aren't you happy but instead so sad?"

“Sister…” Yunzhi clutched Fu Siying’s sleeve tightly, her round eyes brimming with tears, her voice, strained from her throat, sounding as weak as a kitten’s: “It’s him, it’s him! Waaah…waaah, how could it be him?”

Fu Siying was completely bewildered: "Him? Who? Who is he? What do you mean, 'him'?"

"Yes, it's the young master I met when I was lost! ...It's him!"

Yunzhi buried her face in Fu Siying's shoulder and sobbed uncontrollably.

Li turned around and looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just crying tears of joy."

After hastily brushing off her mother's words, Fu Siying lowered her head and covered Yunzhi's cheeks to wipe away her tears. Seeing how earnestly Yunzhi was crying, her heart grew heavier and heavier.

In such a short time, which man could Yunzhi have seen? What man could possibly make her so panicked and sad?!

No wonder, no wonder she was so timid when she left the banquet earlier, begging her to accompany her. The man Yunzhi fell in love with at first sight... was actually the Emperor!

He possessed a commanding presence, spoke with exceptional eloquence, and exuded an air of authority...

Fu Siying turned her head to look at the emperor on the high throne in the distance, and after matching the figures one by one, there was no more hope, so she could only sigh heavily.

She whispered in Yunzhi's ear, "Since you know how to cry, I don't need to say anything more."

Yunzhi paused, then let out a muffled sob.

Everyone knows that the inner palace is a difficult place, especially since Prime Minister Fu has already sacrificed his eldest daughter's marriage in order to put the emperor at ease. He would never let Yunzhi be a moth drawn to a flame again.

Yunzhi's crying finally stopped when the atmosphere of the palace banquet reached its peak; only her red eyes and nose showed that she was "crying tears of joy."

Fu Siying kept patting her sister's hand to comfort her, her brows furrowed.

The hall fell silent. Everyone looked up and saw the chief eunuch receive a message from the Empress Dowager and then relay it to the crowd in a high-pitched voice.

"The Empress Dowager had a dream last night, which she has yet to interpret. She would like to take this opportunity to ask everyone to share their interpretations of the dream."

Dream interpretation?

People don't understand. If they don't consult high-ranking monks or Taoist priests, or at least the Imperial Observatory, how can they interpret dreams?

Fu Siying's heart tightened; she knew her chance was coming.

We've been preparing for this for a long time, and we're ready to go!