Zhou Wanying’s face turned pale, her beautiful eyes wide open, showing shock, followed by grievance and helplessness.
This time she really wanted to cry, but she bit her lip tightly with her teeth, not letting her teary eyes shed a single tear.
"Beauty Zhou, please."
Shen Quan had waited a long time, finally having an opportunity, decided to personally "escort" Zhou Wanying.
"Emper..."
"Does Beauty Zhou not understand what the Emperor said? You should stop affecting the Emperor and Lady Xiu’s meal, and go back to where you came from," Shen Quan blocked Zhou Wanying in front of him, said with a smile.
Zhou Wanying wanted to say more, but Little Xianzi also came over: "Beauty Zhou, please."
The palace maid she brought turned pale, hurriedly supported Zhou Wanying to leave.
In the Purple Cloud Pavilion, Zhou Wanying returned faster than Han Yiqing.
"Get out, all of you get out of here!"
"Bang!"
"Clang!"
Han Yiqing and Shui Bai had just arrived at the courtyard when they heard yelling and the sound of things falling from the main hall.
"What happened?"
Han Yiqing walked over and saw Mingzhu, with red eyes, kneeling under the corridor, shaky, she couldn’t help bending over to help her up: "What happened to your master?"
Since Mingzhu had been kneeling for too long, when standing up, her legs went weak, nearly falling down again. Luckily, Han Yiqing supported her again.
"Greetings Beauty Qing."
Mingzhu steadied her mind and, choking, spoke: "I angered the master, and she made me kneel here to reflect when going out. I didn’t expect the master to become even more furious after returning, and I don’t know what upset the master."
"Alas." Han Yiqing sighed: "Alright, go rest for a while, I will plead for you."
"Thank you Beauty Qing." Mingzhu felt warm inside, thanked with red eyes.
Shui Yun personally assisted Mingzhu to rest, also offering a bottle of ointment for her to apply on her knees: "Sister, Beauty Zhou usually has a gentle nature, she must have been frightened in Luaxin Pavilion for her temperament to change like this, so do not have any complaints in your heart."
"Sister misunderstood, I dare not!" Mingzhu turned pale, explained anxiously.
"Yes, sister was just saying casually, just listen casually, Beauty has no one to serve her, sister will go first, you rest well."
Shui Yun thoughtfully helped Mingzhu pour a cup of tea before lifting the curtain to leave.
In the main hall, Zhou Wanying had just finished crying, Han Yiqing endured the situation, sitting beside Zhou Wanying trying to comfort her.
"The Emperor is so biased? What exactly is it that I am lacking compared to Li Xiurong!"
Han Yiqing: ...
Really couldn’t find any point to compare.
Looking across the entire harem, the only one who could compare with Li Yuyu in appearance was the one in Shuijing Hall, yet unfortunately, she was a chronic invalid, staying in Shuijing Hall all day long, so low-key that one couldn’t help but be curious about her.
But the Emperor also indulges her, and she never goes near the Emperor, as if she has no affection for him.
Han Yiqing sighed, now it seems this one is not simple either.
If truly has no affection for the Emperor, why drag her weak body into the palace?
Even Li Yuyu, who initially admired Prince Xuan, didn’t end up putting the Emperor in her heart after being in the palace for a long time?
"Sister Zhou, for your good, it’s best to stay in the Purple Cloud Pavilion for now." Han Yiqing advised warmly.
"What do you mean?"
"Wasn’t it you who told me to appear more often before the Emperor, to show more concern to get the Emperor’s attention? Now seeing that I angered the Emperor, are you trying to keep me confined in the Purple Cloud Pavilion?"
Zhou Wanying looked at Han Yiqing with angry eyes: "Why didn’t I see before that you could be so mean when someone falls down!"