The little palace maid, upon hearing this, quickly lowered her head: "This is what I ought to do, Princess Yunxi, please follow ."
The little palace maid, trembling, led the way.
Zi Su looked at the eunuchs and palace maids still kneeling on the ground and couldn’t help but speak.
"You all can get up; why are you still kneeling? Didn’t you hear the Princess’s command?"
The eunuchs and palace maids, upon hearing this, quickly stood up, fearing that the next second, their lives would be taken from them.
Seeing the situation before her, Zi Su couldn’t help but shake her head and whispered to Murong Xue: "They seem overly nervous."
"Frightened birds!"
"Living every day under soone’s oppressive power, how could they not be cautious? If they make a mistake, it could cost them their lives!"
After following the little palace maid for a while, the delicate maid suddenly stopped and curtsied toward Murong Xue.
"Reporting to the Princess, ahead is the Plum Garden. I will leave you here."
Murong Xue was taken aback at her words, but soon understood and shook her head helplessly, speaking softly: "Alright, you may leave."
"Thank you, Princess, thank you, Princess." With this, she fled the Plum Garden as if escaping.
In truth, the so-called Plum Garden was already an abandoned garden. Because it hadn’t been tended for years, the plum blossoms blood chaotically, without any order. Under the trees were dry, withered grass, looking ssy. Yet Consort Hua, under such circumstances, was lavishly dressed, sitting in a pavilion not far away, was she looking at the plums?
On the surface, Consort Hua appeared to be admiring the wild plum blossoms, but in reality, she was deep in thought. Suddenly hearing footsteps, she beca a bit displeased, for she disliked being disturbed when she was daydreaming. Just as she was about to scold, Murong Xue in a white palace dress entered her sight.
She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and when she realized it wasn’t her illusion, she raised her eyebrows sarcastically.
"Well, who would’ve thought that this Cold Palace courtyard could welco Princess Yunxi, the great presence to grace us, truly making Fenglin Garden illustrious! To what do I owe the honor of Princess Yunxi’s visit to my humble Fenglin Garden?"
Looking at Murong Xue in front of her, dressed in a light white palace dress with a fresh and elegant aura, Consort Hua felt more than just jealousy, it was resentnt. If she had known that Murong Xue would grow up safely and beco so beautiful, resembling that slut, she would have sent more people to kill her.
"Consort Hua, I apologize for the intrusion; I hope you will pardon my rudeness."
Consort Hua lightly pulled at her lips: "Oh, I can’t bear your great courtesy."
She finished and stood up, swishing her red skirt, trying to walk down the steps. Murong Xue smiled slightly, lifted her skirt, and followed.
"Please stay, Lady. I think we can sit down and have a good talk."
Consort Hua didn’t turn back: "I think there’s nothing for us to talk about."
As they observed each other, Murong Xue couldn’t help but admire Consort Hua’s attire, truly confident and generous, even at an age where beauty fades and in such a destitute situation, she remained exquisitely and splendidly dressed. Indeed, won dress for those who appreciate them!
On the rose-red Cloud Smoke Robe were embroidered elegant white plums, and beneath trailed the rose-colored, ancient patterned Double Butterfly Cloud Shape Thousand Water Skirt with a Bixia Luo Peony Mist Gauze in hand, this ensemble, if worn by soone else, might rely appear gauche, but on the radiant Consort Hua, it truly stood out.
No wonder such a ruthless person could be cherished for half a lifeti. One must realize, Consort Hua has her own ans, and in many cases, Murong Yi, being the Emperor, often desired what wasn’t his, unable to refuse such beauty, yet he also favored the fresh and graceful like Mom. They belonged to different styles, and he couldn’t let go, the more so, the more it highlighted his shallowness.
Those eyes full of bright allure now glared at her with intense anger.
"Why are you here? To laugh at ?"
Murong Xue tugged at her lips, gazing briefly at the palace maid behind Consort Hua. Seeing this, she thought for a mont, waved her jade-like hand, and the palace maid bowed and retreated.
Raising her eyes again, she saw Zi Su standing immovably there, clearly having no intention of leaving. She couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and ask.
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