Chapter 805: Chapter 485: This Pleasure Cannot Be Explained to the Lonely
Zhao Rong stepped out of the Guanghan Palace with a calm expression.
The music maidens stationed outside instinctively opened up a path for him.
Yet, none of them averted their gaze to look at him.
Zhao Rong walked forward with his sleeves folded, taking a few steps before suddenly pausing when some of the maidens quietly glanced at him.
The young Confucian Scholar suddenly turned his head, with a touch of apology on his face:
“Um…could you do me a favor?”
The maidens exchanged puzzled looks.
The young scholar scratched his head and spoke somewhat sheepishly, “If the Empress Dowager returns to the palace later, could you please inform her that Zhao came seeking an audience.”
The crowd was momentarily stunned, then quickly nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
“Then I leave this in your hands.”
The young scholar smiled warmly, turned, and left directly, seemingly murmuring as he walked away.
“Alas, a wasted trip today…not even a shadow…”
“Is this…his exact words?”
Inside the Guanghan Palace, by a misty natural bath pool, a stunning beauty clad in a snow robe sat upright on a Beauty Couch, tilting her chin as she gazed outside.
She glanced sideways at the music maiden kneeling outside the pavilion.
The latter dared not raise her head.
Dugu Chanyi suddenly chuckled, “Well, I know. Next time, if Mr. Zhao comes again, don’t neglect him. Lead the way for him, and don’t let what happened today happen again.”
The music maiden outside vigorously kowtowed.
“Additionally, bring Dou Kou back for me, tell her not to punish Que’er with kneeling, and return to the palace quickly.”
“At your command, your majesty.”
The music maiden respectfully drew a crescent moon salute on her chest, chanted “Two Bright Moons Depart and Return,” and left to carry out the orders.
Ever since she entered to report, she dared not look around recklessly, the strange traces inside the pavilion…
For instance, why under the Beauty Couch where her majesty was sitting, was there sawdust, as if the bed was messy.
Or why the towel once used by her majesty after bathing was strewn to the side, with strips of it ripped and scattered on the ground.
Furthermore…the spots of blood on the stone stool, beauty couch, and floor, left by whom were they…
These nerve-wracking images were quickly ‘forgotten’ by the music maiden after she left…
Inside the pavilion, once again alone, Dugu Chanyi slightly frowned.
The surroundings were empty and void, with only the distant sound of water rolling from the spring.
The woman turned and looked toward the direction the scholar had left.
“Zhao Rong…Zhao Ziyu…”
Dugu Chanyi softly murmured a few words, laced with unfathomable meaning.
Suddenly, she stood up, her face flushed, her eyebrows knotted tightly.
Feeling a wave of unexplained complexity and agitation.
The stunning woman undid the belt, shed the snow-white robe, and walked back toward the bath pool.
The usually elegant and light steps now slightly hasty and chaotic…
Today, a certain man had done too many things that offended her, each an experience she had never encountered before, a first-time experience…
The stunning woman, furiously scrubbing her skin in the bath pool, broke her silver teeth.
“Zhao Ziyu, damn you…you shameless…”
On a road leaving the Imperial Palace.
A young Confucian Scholar walked at an easy pace, taking out a white jade token from his sleeve, bowed his head, and carefully tied it to his waist.
This white jade token was something he had nurtured; it was a token of affection with Qing Jun, originally carried close with a black jade token by Qing Jun.
But yesterday at the Summer Insect Pavilion, before Zhao Rong parted ways with Qing Jun, Qing Jun tied it on him again, saying it would keep him safe.
Zhao Rong touched the jade token, feeling a bit guilty.
Luckily, the lady was wise and serene, tying the jade token on him before leaving, as well as her sachet, otherwise during the incident with the Du Gu clan, he lost control, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.
“Hmm, why is the jade token a bit warm.”
Having tied it properly, Zhao Rong touched the jade token, feeling the continuous heat emanating from it.
Though momentarily puzzled, he quickly understood.
It must be that from miles away, his lady in Du You City was currently holding another black jade.
“Silly lady…thinking about me again?”
Zhao Rong murmured with a light chuckle, holding the white jade token tightly, rubbing it.
This pair of black and white jade tokens were Spiritual Treasures, at times able to sense each other’s presence.
Once one jade was rubbed or violently jostled, the other would sense and emit heat.
“Probably because it fell to the ground, causing the black jade hidden by the lady close to her heart to react and emit heat.”
Zhao Rong thought, nodded, then couldn’t help but indulge in a bit of mischievous thought:
Cough, wonder if it frightened the lady at the time. By the way, what was my Qing Jun doing then? Was she in class with her teachers, or was there an event in the mansion, where she elegantly and quietly moved among peers, aloof and refined…
But now that the jade emitted heat, it was likely Qing Jun was already idle and returned to her private dwelling.
Because Zhao Rong had ‘figured out’ the location where the lady hid the jade, yes, literally meant.
So when she took out the jade, surely she did it with a blushing face and sneakily.
Zhao Rong continued on his way, playing with the white jade token at his waist.