I am born a beauty, and I am supreme

Chapter 59

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Xiao Di, don't blame yourself. With the young master's temperament, he was bound to get into trouble sooner or later. If he is dismissed from his post sooner, we will all be relieved. That would be a good thing."

He gently patted Xiao Di's shoulder as he spoke.

Tang Leyan smiled and said, "Only Mo Zhu truly understands me."

Shi Shu laughed: "Enough with the idle talk. Little Di, first drink your medicine obediently and recover your strength. After the young master's dismissal order comes down, we'll all have a big feast to celebrate. Then we'll sell our property, pack our bags, and sneak out of Shundu."

Mo Hua said, "Yes, yes, I miss my master and mistress too. I might as well go back."

Xiao Di looked at Shi Shu and said, "I don't want to drink bitter medicine."

Shi Shu pushed Tang Leyan aside: "This medicine is not bitter. I added countless licorice roots to it. I swear on your character, young master, it is absolutely not bitter."

"Young Master's character..." Xiao Di stared blankly, "Does Young Master even possess such qualities?"

It seems that the opinions of both sides are consistent.

If Chu Gexing heard this, he would be overjoyed.

As they were talking, Le Yan could smell the bitter aroma emanating from the medicine bowl and couldn't help but pinch her nose and quietly slip away to the side.

Then Shi Shu continued to patiently persuade him, "My dear little Di, come quickly and drink this bowl of loving medicine soup from your sister Shi Shu."

Xiao Di: "I don't..."

Shi Shu: "Come here quickly, it's very delicious! Come on, give your sister a small sip."

Xiao Di: "I..."

Shi Shu: "Mo Zhu, hurry up and hold Xiao Di down! I'm telling you today: you have to drink it whether you want to or not!"

Xiao Di: "...Your Majesty, spare me..."

Then came the sound of medicine being forced down his throat, followed by coughing after being choked, and finally, Shi Shu's sly laughter after succeeding, and Mo Zhu's coaxing of Xiao Di.

Tang Leyan stood at the door, looking at the lively scene, and turned around with a soft laugh.

Dragon and Tiger Fight in the Capital Chapter 72 Visiting the Sick

The two maids, Shishu and Mohua, were overjoyed, wishing Tang Leyan a dismissal from her post.

Even Le Yan herself felt worried, not about her official position, but because she had accidentally injured Chu Zhen, which left her feeling uneasy. She sighed and went to court the next day as usual, but she had already mentally prepared herself to be kicked away.

Unexpectedly, the imperial court was completely peaceful.

Apart from the Grand Councilor being absent due to illness, no one else, including his nemesis Chu Gexing, uttered words like "assassination" or "insubordination."

It was so calm it sent chills down my spine.

It wasn't until Emperor Shun, with a serene expression, said, "Let's adjourn the court," that Tang Leyan snapped out of her daze.

Like the others, Chu Gexing slowly withdrew from the Golden Palace.

She glanced at him and realized he wasn't paying attention to her.

She had no choice but to turn around and follow the emperor's carriage.

Emperor Shun walked slowly forward, and she followed behind him. After walking for a while, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, um... may I ask for leave today?"

"Hmm, what is it, my dear minister?" Tang Shaoxuan turned his head.

A breeze blew by, causing the golden beads hanging from her temples to sway slightly.

He looked at her.

"Your Majesty, there are some things I wish to do." Le Yan lowered her head.

“Oh…” he said softly, “If it’s something that absolutely has to be done, then it’s permitted.” He spoke gently.

The accompanying eunuch looked at the magnanimous emperor and secretly felt a sense of wonder.

This eccentric and unpredictable emperor often does unexpected things, but it's rare for him to so generously agree to something like this. Such generosity is truly rare.

Le Yan had never expected it to be so easy, and she was overjoyed: "Your Majesty, I thank you."

"So happy?" Tang Shaoxuan smiled slightly. "I don't have much to do here. Having you around all day must be a bit stifling."

Le Yan was taken aback, then quickly knelt down and cupped her hands, saying, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. That's not what I meant."

"Ha, look at you." The emperor of Shun reached out and put his hand on her shoulder, saying meaningfully, "I know, I was just joking."

This joke... made Le Yan's heart skip a beat.

He looked up in surprise, then froze.

Well, it's all good. With such a bright and radiant smile, even jokes like "pushing out of the Meridian Gate" are acceptable.

Le Yan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Hmm. Get up and speak. If you're in a hurry, you can go now, but... remember to come back when you're done," the emperor instructed.

"Your subject obeys." She cupped her hands, took two steps back, and then turned to walk outside.

"Leyan, wait a moment," the emperor called out.

She stopped, turned around in confusion. "Another day. You can still wear that red dress," he said after a moment's hesitation.

He raised a thick eyebrow and looked at her with clear eyes.

Le Yan blinked, then finally bowed and replied, "Your subject obeys."

She turned and left.

Tang Shaoxuan stood there and watched them go.

Only after that figure disappeared from sight did she slowly suppress her bright smile, turn around slowly, her sleeves swaying, and head along the corridor towards the Imperial Study.

Le Yan stood outside the main hall and took out a small fan from her waist.

She held the fan in her palm, head bowed, brows furrowed. She pondered deeply.

I took a day off to visit, but for some reason I felt like I couldn't bring myself to go inside.

It wasn't until her family members at the Zhongtang residence saw her that they secretly went to report to the Zhongtang official, who was "bedridden."

Then someone rushed out: "Guard Yue, my master requests your presence." It turned out to be a young servant.

She was startled: "How did your family know I was here?"

It dawned on me instantly. Someone must have tipped me off.

Her face flushed slightly. She tapped the fan in her palm and stepped inside.

They bypassed the corridor and arrived at Chu Zhen's bedroom.

Before the door was even opened, a beautiful woman in exquisite palace attire stepped gracefully out. The family member leading Yueyan immediately bowed and greeted her: "Madam Lady."

The female official nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over Le Yan.

It was a subtle gaze, yet it instantly scanned the person in front of it from head to toe.

This was trained in the palace from a young age.

When looking at a person, you can see them clearly at a glance. You can judge their style, appearance, clothing, even the quality of their clothes, where the fabric comes from, the condition of their shoes, and the craftsmanship. You can make a pretty accurate judgment.

Last night, wasn't it this boy who pulled the adult into the room?

He was quite handsome, but...would someone like that be a mere bodyguard?

The air about her was the kind of grandeur she had only ever seen when she was in the palace, among nobles and princes.

In a very short time, the Imperial Attendant withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, covered her chest in astonishment, bowed her head slightly, and passed by Tang Leyan.

Le Yan turned her head and waited until the person was far away before asking the servant of the Zhongtang Mansion beside her, "Why did that lady call her Lady of the Household?"

"That lady was specially sent by the Empress Dowager to serve my master. Over the years, my master has never taken any concubines or a wife. The only woman in the household with a special status is the lady-in-waiting. And my master's attitude towards the lady-in-waiting is indeed different from that of the others. So we all call her that in private," the person replied.

I wouldn't have said this much otherwise.

But the person in front of me had a fair complexion and a friendly smile. She seemed very approachable at first glance, so I found myself enjoying talking to her without even realizing it.

"I see. I understand. Thank you for your help." Le Yan smiled, her smile indeed sweet.

Seeing that the other party was happy, the young man was also in a good mood. He bowed and said, "It is what I should do. The lord is inside. Guard Yue, please come in."

"Thank you, thank you very much." Le Yan bowed and thanked them. The family stepped forward and opened the door for her. Le Yan stepped inside.

A faint medicinal fragrance lingered in the room.

Le Yan softened her footsteps and slowly walked towards the inner room.

As I approached the hanging curtain, I heard a soft cough coming from inside.

She stopped, thought for a moment, and finally stretched out her fan, lifted the curtain, bowed slightly, and went inside.

Chu Zhen was lying in bed.

She glanced over and saw that he seemed to be moving.

"Don't move!" she cried urgently, and strode over.

She darted to the bedside, bent down, and placed her hands on his shoulders: "How are you?"

He turned his head and met her eyes: "It's alright, I'm not that useless."

A self-deprecating laugh.

He was "sick".

She wasn't wearing an official robe, but only a long white nightgown. She didn't wear a headband or a golden crown to tie her hair up; her hair was loosely tied in a bun at the center of her forehead, with the rest of her hair cascading over her shoulders.

Against that backdrop of her jade-like face, she resembled an innocent and ignorant child.

As he stood up, his hair swayed in front of him with the movement, and as he bent over, the curve of his slightly thin back was faintly visible under the soft fabric.

Le Yan stretched out her left arm and put it around his left shoulder from the bedside: "If there's nothing wrong, just take good care of yourself. It's not a matter of whether you're useful or not."

The voice carried a slight hint of reproach.

Chu Zhen was slightly taken aback and turned to look at her.

But then he suddenly realized that she was standing so close to him, her left arm outstretched, supporting her left shoulder, a posture that made it seem as if she was half-hugging him.

The two people looked at each other.

Chu Zhen turned back first, covered her mouth with her hand, and coughed softly.

He shrugged.