Tangli Fried Snow

"I heard that Jin Cheng is keeping a prostitute in Jiyue City. Erlang, could you help me investigate? Is it possible that Pianyue is already competing for favor with some disreputable women before she's even married into the family?"

Sherry's heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself, "Oh no!" Her heart was pounding in her chest. But then she thought, "You two would never guess that Jin Cheng's little lover is watching you two being intimate. Haha, it would be a miracle if you found out about me."

The beautiful woman, panting, continued, "Madam Ding also said that we need to stock up on medicinal herbs recently..."

"My dear Weilan, my darling Weilan," the man said sweetly to her. After a few more intimate moments, they agreed on a time before parting.

The pear is about to split open.

Of course she knew that Lin Pianyue was Jin Cheng's fiancée. She had found out a few days ago, and she had even gone to see Lin Pianyue at the banquet tonight. She was truly a beautiful woman, and that brat Jin Cheng was very lucky with women.

His father-in-law was a wealthy and powerful deputy commissioner of the Three Departments, and his fiancée came from a prestigious family; she was both noble and beautiful. That was perfect.

But why did he have to catch Jin Cheng's mother-in-law cheating on him? Why? Why!

She was exasperated and wanted to slip away.

Unexpectedly, two more people came in from the other side.

She hid in a narrow space between two palaces. Just as the adulterous couple left one palace, footsteps sounded from the other, and two people entered.

Judging from their voices, they are a man and a woman.

This is a young couple.

Sherry resignedly sat down obediently. It really wasn't her intention to spy; it was just that you chose a bad place. It's not her fault, really not her fault.

She couldn't resist peeking through the gap on the other side, and almost bit her tongue in the process.

That delicate, beautiful woman with a face like a lotus flower—who else could it be but Lin Pianyue? Her clothes made her look like a fairy descended from heaven; I would never mistake her for someone else.

That handsome guy is definitely not Jin Ershao; Jin Ershao is still on the front lines in the Northwest.

I wonder if he noticed a faint green light flashing above his head.

"Brother Yunxi..." Lin Pianyue called out shyly.

"Little sister Pianyue... is your foot feeling any better?"

The man was tall and handsome, better looking than Jin Cheng, but lacked his charm.

"It still hurts a bit..."

Sherry sighed inwardly, thinking what a scheming, manipulative woman's voice. She got goosebumps all over, while the man opposite her seemed to enjoy it.

He quickly bent down and said, "Come on, let me see. If you can't walk anymore, I'll find someone to pick you up." As he spoke, the handsome man pretended to look at Lin Pianyue's ankle.

Lin Pianyue gasped in surprise, not daring to have such intimate contact with him. But the more she tried to avoid him, the more unsteady she became, and with a sway, she fell into the handsome man's arms.

She was so frightened that her face turned as red as if it were about to bleed.

But the handsome man was captivated and embraced the delicate beauty in his arms. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was filled with sweet intimacy.

The two didn't do anything outrageous afterward, but the affection in their eyes said it all.

They whispered a few more words, but what they said is unknown.

After lingering affectionately for a while, Lin Pianyue made a move to leave.

"Is it okay if I don't marry him?" the handsome guy asked.

Lin Pianyue gave a wry smile. She had thought about it for several days before coming up with a plan to fake her injury. She spent the whole night looking for an opportunity to meet Yunxi alone.

"This is an arranged marriage, not a decision I can make. Why don't you have your mother come to my house to propose?" The girl's voice trailed off.

Both of them knew that now that the Empress had given her approval, it was probably only because Madam Sheng had a brain fart that she went to her house to propose marriage.

The man didn't say anything, but helped her leave the main hall.

Shirley didn't know whether she was happy or sad; she just felt uneasy and extremely uncomfortable.

. . . .

Finally, both palaces fell silent. She peeked out, intending to leave this awful place.

Two more people entered the palace on the other side.

I feel like I've reached the pinnacle of voyeurism...

A gentle, soothing voice rang out: "Qi Mo..."

Sherry couldn't help but look over.

It turned out to be that androgynous second prince.

"What are you doing here?" he said.

The other man was a tall and imposing figure with sharp features, an excellent physique, bright and piercing eyes, a high and broad forehead, straight eyes and nose, and a smooth jawline, exuding an indescribable masculine charm.

Such a handsome and dashing person is truly rare.

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask you: what are you doing here?"

"You can't change him, and you can't help him."

"Zhao Muqing! You'd better behave yourself!" Qi Mo shouted in a low voice.

"You're just a soldier, leading troops into battle. Your father groomed you to be a leader, but all you can do is clean up other people's messes."

"I was taught to be ready at all times to eliminate the enemy."

"From the moment you dismounted, you stepped into the vortex. This is clearly a conspiracy! Stay away from Shen Shibai and that bitch surnamed Jin!" the Second Prince warned him in a low voice.

"Shut up!"

"Why? Because everything I'm saying is correct?"

"You've never been to war, you don't understand. Backstabbing each other isn't war."

"Heh, yes, they have tricks up their sleeves, even ten of you couldn't outmaneuver them. You'd better not go, it's dangerous."

"Going upwards is as difficult as ascending to heaven, while going downwards is utterly hopeless."

"That's why I need to find you. Go to your mother and ask her to help me."

You'd better not go.

"Mu Qing, please..."

They stared at each other for what felt like an eternity.

The second prince didn't even need to speak; he could handle anyone with just his eyes.

Sherry remembered that the old woman who tended the fire said that when Consort Huang in the Cold Palace was at the peak of her beauty, she could drive men crazy with just one glance. From then on, the emperor would neglect his morning court, and men would spend all their money, commit murder and arson, and give up everything for her.

As expected, Qi Mo finally gave up and silently lowered his head.

The two spoke in hushed tones for a while longer, their voices so soft that nothing could be heard.

Sherry was completely confused and felt a pang of unease.

What is their relationship?

What were they saying?

Why are you looking for Consort Huang?

Good heavens, why did she have to hear all these secrets here? No one's even bothered to explain it to her. Just leave her alone!

After the last young couple left, Sherry finally crawled out from the crack in the wall.

Xiangyun and Suhe had been searching for her for most of the day, frantic with worry. When they saw her emerge from around a corner, they were overjoyed. Suhe quickly grabbed her and asked, "Muyan, I just went to the outhouse, and when I came back I couldn't find you! I was so worried! Where did you go?"

Sherry had no idea where she had gone. She wished she had never been in that crack in the wall; she was really afraid of getting a sty.

It was already past midnight when the three of them returned to Gyeongbokgung Palace.

I fell asleep as soon as I lay down.

In a hazy dream, I saw Jin Cheng, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, riding a tall horse and swaggering through the city. On our wedding night, he lifted the bride's red veil.

That was none other than Sherry's own face.