She Yuejiao seemed to be very excited over her husband’s consideration. After the palace maid brought the medicine over and with Taizi personally feeding her, she quickly drank the bowl of medicine.
Seeing his wife drink all the medicine, Taizi was even happier. He hugged her, left warm words, and lingered for a while. Then he smiled and said, “I won’t spend the night with you, dear. I still have some things to discuss with them.”
He kissed She Yuejiao’s forehead and then walked out at ease.
She Yuejiao’s heart shook. Ai! This person was so handsome. He even looked good when he walked.
Taizi returned to his own Lingyun Pavilion. Shangguan Lingluo had already changed into red palace attire and waiting for him there. Upin seeing him, she pounced and rushed into his arms. She cutely said, “Taizi gege, where did you go? I’ve been waiting here impatiently for a while. Didn’t you say you will take me to a good place? Let’s go.”
A trace of disgust flashed across Taizi’s eyes. The next second, he returned to having an elegant and refined smile. “Okay, let’s go. I will take you there.”
The night wind was lightly and softly sweeping by like a beautiful fan. The moon was quiet and silently icy in the deep sky: pouring out her misty and cold light.
In the Hundred Herb Garden of the General’s Manor, hundreds of flowers danced and leaves rustled. The fragrance was overflowing.
In the middle of a flower bed surrounded entirely by black flowers, a girl was meditating and absorbing the essences of heaven and earth.
The cold autumn night wind constantly blew her snow-white sari. The girl seemed like a fairy who could fly at any moment.
This special flower bed held eighteen kinds of precious black flowers. The innermost circle was the black mandara flowers. The outer circles were black tulips, poppies, lotuses and so on.
The black contrasted with Zi You’s white clothing, making her more glamorous and mysterious.
The events at Duke Anguo fu today inspired Zi You’s fighting spirit.
