Cold-faced Empress

"You flatter me, Granny. Siying thanks the Empress Dowager for her kindness."

A moment later, a palace maid brought over clothing that fit Fu Siying's measurements. The dress was a lotus-pink overlay with light gray-silver stitching, and the embroidered lark, shimmering with gold, appeared and disappeared. The moon-white embroidered shoes featured flowing cloud patterns, like floating clouds in the night, subtly enhancing the luster.

The old nanny personally restyled Siying's hair, adorning it with gold hairpins, jade hair ornaments, and delicate tinkling hairpins, along with ornate floral decorations and earrings. She then touched up her makeup, adding a touch of rouge to her lips.

In a short while, Fu Siying shed all her gloom and revealed her true beauty.

The old nanny was stunned and murmured in admiration: "This young lady is not only more beautiful than all the others, she is truly a flower that blooms and all others wither."

Looking at herself in the mirror, Fu Siying remained modest: "The palace banquet is coming to an end, and I don't need to show off. I'd better ask the nanny to dress me up in a simple and elegant way."

The old nanny disagreed: "The Empress Dowager is right, young lady, you are being too cautious and restrained. This old servant thinks it's very good, you can go and see Prince Mu."

Given that she and Mo Canglan appeared very affectionate in front of others, Fu Siying pretended to be shy and lowered her head, accepting the disguise.

Hehe, if Hu Lingjing knew that the Empress Dowager and the old nanny thought she was a cautious and reserved person, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

On the way back to the main hall of the palace banquet with the old nanny, a palace maid came running up to the old nanny and told her that the Empress Dowager had instructed her to return to Shun'an Palace to prepare for the night.

The old nanny was a little surprised that the Empress Dowager would order her to do such a small thing, but since this palace maid was someone she trusted, she didn't ask any further questions.

"Take Miss Fu back to the main hall."

"Yes."

"Miss Fu, this old servant will take his leave now."

"Mammy, take care."

After seeing the old nanny off, Fu Siying looked at the unassuming little palace maid and suddenly raised an eyebrow with a smile: "Shall we go?"

The young palace maid was first stunned by her beauty, then taken aback by Fu Siying's strange enthusiasm: "Yes, yes..."

The young palace maid silently led the way, while Fu Siying followed behind with a cold and indifferent expression. She turned around and saw a clumsy figure following in the distance, and felt at ease.

Although this was the imperial palace of Da Chang, she had been the mistress of this palace in her previous life. She knew exactly where the maid was leading her.

Palace maids' quarters.

A chaotic and tiny place.

With no one around, the young palace maid stamped her foot, her face filled with urgency: "This servant suddenly has to relieve herself..."

Looking around and seeing no other palace servants, the young maid panicked and pleaded, "Miss Fu, please forgive me. Please come inside and wait for a moment. I'll be right back."

Fu Siying readily agreed: "Okay."

The young palace maid led her directly into a room in the palace maids' quarters, then turned and left. The young maid left without closing the door or windows. Fu Siying knew the young maid was confident because although the place seemed deserted, there were eyes everywhere.

The smoke gradually spread.

Fu Siying covered her mouth and nose, pretending to be dizzy as she leaned against the table.

A moment later, a figure appeared at the doorway.

She squinted and recognized him...it was Ning Ruicheng!

"Fu Siying, you really are here. I just heard from the palace servants that they saw you enter this place. What are you doing here? Why don't you go back to the main hall?"

Ning Ruicheng walked into the room with a lot of talk and immediately noticed that something was wrong with Fu Siying. He quickly went over and shook her with concern: "Fu Siying, what's wrong?"

That was a truly poor performance.

Fu Siying pretended to be so infatuated that she lost her senses, her eyes were difficult to open, and her lips moved but made no sound.