Feng Fuce gave a perfunctory smile.
"Really? The Emperor worries too much."
Bai Xilie gazed at him, then waved his sleeve: "Out, out, I don’t want to argue with you."
Feng Fuce had already reported everything anyway.
He clasped his hands and left directly.
Bai Xilie watched his back, exhaling roughly.
"Such a young lad, always burdening himself with so much."
When he reached the outer room, Feng Fuce saw Su Yinling still there.
Her eyes indeed were no longer red.
Feng Fuce glanced at her coldly, and Su Yinling quickly bowed her head: "Greetings, Marquis."
The young man only said, "You may leave now."
Then, he took the lead and walked away.
Watching several Xiuluo Guards follow Feng Fuce, Su Yinling couldn’t help but click her tongue in wonder.
At such a young age, the marquis held so much power.
This imperial palace was truly a place of immense wealth and privilege.
Chu Ping inquired with gossip: "Marquis, was that the young lady the Emperor brought into the palace?"
Feng Fuce gave him a cold look, warning him not to speak casually.
Chu Ping quietly said: "Just curious, why did she go to the Imperial Study Room to see the Emperor at night if it wasn’t something urgent?"
Feng Fuce scoffed: "Nothing better to do, I suppose."
It was then he realized that he was indeed angry earlier.
And it was anger on behalf of Bai Zhi’er.
Bai Xilie allowing Su Yinling to enter the Imperial Study Room was already inappropriate.
If Su Yinling left with red eyes for others to see, who knows what rumors might spread.
And that little fellow Bai Zhi’er, hearing baseless gossip, would surely be upset.
The next day, rumors indeed spread in the palace.
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"Did you hear? That Miss Su went to the Emperor’s study last night, who knows for what!"
"Really? Is she trying to seduce our Emperor? Did the Emperor let her in?"
"She went in, but soon came back out, seems she was even punished! Stood by the study’s door for a while before leaving."
"Tsk tsk, our Emperor isn’t a fool, he’s deeply in love with the Empress, what chance would she have?"
Bai Zhi’er put down the brush, leaning her little hand against the window, wanting to hear more.
But just then, Qingmei returned from outside.
She saw the two little palace Servants whispering and sternly scolded them: "Finished your work yet, gossiping here!"
"If I hear you two talking nonsense again, be careful you aren’t thrown out of Ruizhu Palace!"
The two little palace Servants trembled: "Please, Sister Qingmei, we’ll get back to work."
They scattered and fled.
Qingmei huffed, entering the inner hall, only to find Bai Zhi’er blinking large eyes at her.
The little princess’s expression left no doubt she’d heard what had been said.
Qingmei smiled warmly: "Your Highness finished practicing calligraphy? Hungry? What would you like to eat?"
Bai Zhi’er softly said: "I feel like having some Vegetable Cake, Sister Qingmei, please call Aunt Yinling."
Qingmei was taken aback, frowning, just about to say something but held back.
The words of a Princess are like a Jade Token.
Before long, Su Yinling followed Qingmei to Ruizhu Palace.
Bai Zhi’er was playing with Tang yuan.
Su Yinling carried the food box, her face sweaty, looking pale yet flushed.
"Zhi’er must be impatient by now, there were no ingredients for Vegetable Cake today, so I made Rice Pudding instead. It’s just as delicious."
She opened the box, and the little one grinned adorably: "Aunt Yinling, you’re so skillful, is this something my mother taught you?"