A cold, icy gaze, an unchanging, icy face—that's how she treats anyone other than Zixue.
"Yes, Miss, I have done what you asked me to do," he said, bowing his head.
"Oh, tell me about it," I said, playing with Jue's hair with a seductive and wicked expression.
"Miss, the water you saw on the roof back then, Xuanwu has already determined, is the same poison as the one on the pastries. As for the source, your subordinate has already determined it's the Poisonous Lady's medicine. However, just as you said, it wasn't 'Desire Immortal,' it was 'Puppet,' a kind of drug similar to Desire Immortal. You guessed right, Miss."
Chapter Forty-Six
I gently tapped my head. "This is all thanks to this place, the ability to have wildly imaginative ideas. I'm not a smart person, but my thoughts always deviate from reality. Maybe it's a characteristic of Aquarius!"
"Aquarius?" Xiao Qing rarely showed a puzzled expression, but I didn't have the time to explain it to him right now. Even if I did, I would have to explain a lot of things about reality. In short, I'm lazy.
"You ignored it," he said to Xiao Wu in a deep voice, as if he had just thought of something. "Xiao Wu, keep a close eye on Xiao Wan for me. I think she's acting strangely."
Xiao Wu didn't ask why; the young lady must have her reasons for saying that. "Yes."
I can talk a big game here and give Jue's men orders without him minding, right?
He looked at her with her eyes closed, as if she were sleeping. Her clean cheeks were unusually not cold, and she looked very peaceful.
"Jue" tentatively called out to him.
The voice was hoarse and low, as if the speaker had just taken a nap.
You won't mind what I made, will you?
"Whatever" wasn't a clear answer, but I can take it as his indulgence towards me. That's great!
"Xiao Qing, I need you to help me monitor someone." I must ensure my own safety and don't want anything to go wrong along the way.
"Who" raised his unwavering gaze and looked at me. Little Qing, really, always looking like that. Is it so hard to give me a little expression?
I still remember hearing "Empress Dowager" from that time, and it always makes me uneasy. The Empress Dowager must have wanted to kill me long ago! I have to be careful of her!
"Why?" Leng Qing looked at me strangely. Why was Miss suddenly interested in the Empress Dowager? That shouldn't be within the scope of the poisoning incident, right? Although anyone in the palace could be a suspect, the Empress Dowager wouldn't be foolish enough to kill Miss in the palace. After all, we're still on this turf. She wouldn't be foolish enough to offend her master.
"Because she wants to kill me. She won't now, but who knows what she'll do in the future. You're helping me monitor her every move. It should be useful to me in the future." I tried to get up, but Jue held me even tighter. Her eyes, which had been closed, opened, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across them.
"Jue, go to sleep, you're very tired," she whispered, covering his eyes. She knew he hadn't slept since he came back to change his clothes. After so many days of running around, even the healthiest person couldn't hide their exhaustion.
I was afraid of Jue's eyes. They made me feel like he had returned to the way he looked when I first met him, like a dragon that had been licking blood and had already unfurled its sharp fangs that gleamed with cold light. The cold sword was still dripping blood, like the Grim Reaper from hell, merciless and ruthless, as if he wanted to coexist with that dark forest. That's why I said those things back then.
I felt Jue's eyelashes brushing against my palm, tickling me, but after a while, Jue really closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Xiao Wu and Xiao Qing also quietly withdrew. Perhaps, only at this moment could that cold face be so at ease! I nestled in Jue's arms, feeling his burning heartbeat, and gradually I fell asleep. I was tired after accompanying Jie'er for so long.
I don't know how long I slept, but I felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at me. I didn't feel annoyed; in fact, I felt quite at ease.
He rubbed his eyes, opened them with slightly dazed eyes, and looked at Jue with blinking eyes.
"What's wrong, Jue?" She had no idea how alluring her expression was, her rosy lips glistening with a pinkish luster.
"Ugh... um..." My eyes widened as a cold pair of lips kissed me passionately.
His cool eyes had been fixed on her since she woke up. Their faces were very close; he could even see the fine downy hairs on her face and smell her faint fragrance. His breath became hot, and words were superfluous. Their lips slowly met, and he couldn't help but tremble. He saw her eyes widen, her face flushed, and tiny beads of sweat appear on her nose. She was so lovely. Her lips tasted sweet, making him linger and wanting to go even deeper.
He pried open her pearly teeth and slipped his tongue inside. His slightly cool tongue slid into her mouth, greedily capturing her scent and exploring every corner with all his might.
Oh my god! Tongues! This is what my friend called French kissing. I remember the discussion about this with my friends was incredibly intense! My girlfriends excitedly recounted their thrilling kisses with their boyfriends, saying how sweet it was. Back then, I was 20 and still hadn't had my first kiss, so I sarcastically told them, "It's disgusting, they're always swallowing saliva."
Now it seems so, it's really sweet.
But Jue didn't seem to be stopping. I felt like I was about to run out of breath, my head was spinning, and my body was going limp. No, if this continued, I would faint. Finally, Tian heard my voice, and Jue released my lips, giving me two more kisses as if he still wanted more.
I feel so grateful for the air I have. I'm desperately trying to breathe it in. I almost became the first person in history to die from kissing. If that had happened, I would have been laughed at to death.
"Breathing through my nose" was rubbing my lips with his hand, and because of his kiss, my lips were now red and swollen.
I turned my face away from Jue's movements, too embarrassed to even look at him. How could he say such sarcastic things after kissing me? I was so ashamed.
"Madam," I thought I heard Xiao Wan's voice. I gave Jue a coquettish look and got up to walk in front of Xiao Wan.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Xiao Wan staring intently at my lips, I looked away shyly and asked, "Xiao Wan, what's wrong?"
"Oh, Sister Xiaowu, you asked me to invite Young Master Jue and his wife to dine."
Looking up outside, everything had turned golden. On the distant horizon, the sun was about to set, and the evening glow in the west waved its magnificent veil. In the hazy light, even the grass was tinged with gold.
Wow, I slept for so long!
"Bring it in," I waved for Xiao Wan to leave.
"Yes," Xiao Wan said, bowing her head as she withdrew.
"Her?" Jue appeared beside me at some point and asked.
"Xiao Wan is a little palace maid whom Jie'er and I rescued when we saw her being bullied by other palace maids on the road." I looked at Xiao Wan's departing figure with some worry.
Jue held my waist without saying a word, but looked at Xiao Wan with a cold gaze.
Before long, the table was laden with a dazzling array of food. Xiao Wu and Xiao Wan stood on either side of me, while Xiao Qing and Xiao Mei stood beside Jue.
The appearance of that little devil really startled me. I was thinking about Xiao Wan when that thing flew in through the window, making my heart skip a beat. I thought to myself, why do Jue's henchmen like climbing through windows so much? Do they like windows? I need to change this bad habit; I don't want to be scared to death by them in the future.
After dinner, Jue went to take a shower. Xiao Wu made the bed for me, and Xiao Wan removed the fussy hairpin from my hair.
"Xiao Wan, where did you serve before?" I looked closely at the hairpin in my hand, while observing Xiao Wan's expression through the mirror out of the corner of my eye.
"I used to work in the servants' quarters. Fortunately, I was favored by Madam, which is why I was able to serve Madam in the Jade Sound Palace," she answered my question respectfully. If I hadn't seen her behavior at that time, I would have thought she was telling the truth.
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Chapter Forty-Seven
"Xiao Wan, I've heard too many flattering words. I don't want you to say such things again in the future," he said calmly, glancing at her briefly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." In the mirror, I saw her pause for a moment before continuing to work on my hair.
"Xiao Wan, you look very familiar?" I pretended to be troubled as I thought to myself.
"Madam, you got lost the other day, and I was the one who led you the way."
I slapped my forehead, suddenly realizing, "Look at my brain!"
After Xiao Wan helped me remove the hairpin that was weighing me down, she combed my hair and said, "Go down now!"
"Yes," Xiao Wan bowed respectfully and withdrew.
My smile vanished in that instant. Had I misjudged her? She behaved just like the other palace maids. Was I being too paranoid?
"Miss, it's time to sleep." Xiao Wu stood behind me, took the comb from my hand, and gently combed my hair.
Turning my gaze away from the door, I frowned and asked Xiaowu, "Is Xiaowan planning anything?"
"No, not a single action has been taken."
Hearing Xiaowu's answer, my heart was even more uneasy. Could I have guessed wrong? But I should still be careful, after all, this is the royal palace that can devour the dead, and one careless move could lead to my demise.
"Xiao Wu, keep your eyes on her," I said earnestly to Xiao Wu.
"Yes," Xiaowu put down the comb, helped me to the bedside, covered me with the quilt after I got into bed, blew out the oil lamp and then left.
Looking at the pitch-black room, I fell into deep thought. The sunlight faded and darkness returned. In this palace, I lived in constant fear. When would things finally calm down? The night was still so dark, and the wind seeped into my body through the gaps in the blankets. It was so cold.
Suddenly, a pair of hands, carrying the scent of a man, embraced me from behind, startling me.
Who is it? How can there be another person in my bed? And why is it a man? Everyone in this palace knows that I am Lady Jue. How could they be so bold as to be in my bed?
I straightened my body, gripped the blanket tightly with both hands, and dared not look back, trying to keep as much distance as possible from the chest behind me.
"Xue'er" came from behind me with a familiar, deep, magnetic voice. He pulled me close, completely eliminating the distance between us.
"Jue, what are you doing here?" I could only stare at the darkness in front of me and ask him in surprise.
The couple answered my question simply.
"But you didn't sleep here before," I tried my best to retort, as I had never slept in the same bed with a boy before.
The voice sounded somewhat subdued, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what was wrong.
"But we're only husband and wife in name only!" I persisted, trying to persuade Jue to "turn over a new leaf."
Suddenly, I felt a momentary blur before my eyes, and then Jue was already pressing down on me.
I couldn't see Jue's face in the darkness, but I could feel his eyes burning as he looked at me, his deep black eyes glowing with a hint of red.
"If you want the real thing," Jue slowly moved his head closer to me, whispering softly in my ear, his warm breath tickling my ear.
If there were lights now, you might be able to see the rosy blush on my cheeks.