sbdcsierra Chapter 1413 Let His Majesty Remember Her Face (196 Million Votes Plus)
Chapter 1413 Let His Majesty Remember Her Face (196 Million Votes Plus)
If that’s the case, why can’t I fight for it?
No matter what, she will give it a try tomorrow!
If you succeed, you will reach great heights in one step; if you fail, you will just maintain the same status quo, or even worse.
Bing Qiao took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and began to deduce over and over in her mind the possible situations that might arise tomorrow and how she should deal with them.
Every detail, every look, cannot be wrong.
This night was destined to be long and sleepless for Bingqiao...
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On the sixth day of July, the sixth prince’s first birthday ceremony was held.
After Shen Zhinian had breakfast, he took Handan, Fuqiu, and several eunuchs holding gifts and went to Chengqian Palace early.
Bingqiao was naturally not qualified to go, but she was very active in thinking.
There are two roads from the Hall of Mental Cultivation to the Chengqian Palace.
One is to pass through the Qianqing Gate, and the other is to pass through the Imperial Garden.
As Bingqiao was only a second-class palace maid, it was wishful thinking for her to find out which path the emperor had chosen, let alone get close to the people serving in front of the emperor and ask them some questions.
Ever since that little Wu Zi who served in front of the emperor but couldn't control his mouth was severely punished, the people around the emperor have become very tight-lipped.
Bingqiao had no choice but to gamble.
She thought that since the weather was clear and the air was bright today, His Majesty might be interested in enjoying the gardens. So she gritted her teeth and chose the path that led to the Imperial Garden.
Bingqiao had found an excuse to leave early and was waiting inside the moon-shaped gate of the Imperial Garden, behind a dense rose trellis. This shelter concealed her figure, yet allowed her to peek into the outside world through the gaps between the branches and leaves.
Time passes little by little...
Bingqiao's palms were covered with sweat from nervousness.
But His Majesty never showed up.
Just when she was almost in despair and thought she had made a wrong bet, she heard the faint sound of orderly footsteps in the distance.
Bingqiao's heart suddenly rose to her throat and almost jumped out.
It’s the royal carriage!
She actually waited for it!
Bing Qiao suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, took a deep breath, and straightened her hair which was not at all messy.
She calculated the timing perfectly, stepped out from behind the rose trellis, and appeared in front of the imperial carriage at the right angle. Then she bowed deeply and knelt with great respect.
"Your humble servant, Bingqiao from Yongshou Palace, pays homage to His Majesty. Long live His Majesty!"
When bowing, Bingqiao lowered her head, revealing a white and graceful neck.
The palace dress on her body had been carefully roasted in a fumigation cage, and it had a light fragrance that now diffused faintly with her movements.
The silk ribbon tied around her waist was deliberately tied three inches higher than usual, which further highlighted her slender waist and graceful figure.
Her face was lightly powdered, and a few tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, making her skin look even more translucent. Her lips were stained a light red with rouge paper, like newly opened cherry petals.
A few strands of hair on her temples were wetted by Bingqiao's water droplets and stuck to her cheeks, making her jade-like earlobes look even smaller and cuter.
She knelt there, like an orchid covered with morning dew, quietly blooming beside the imperial road.
The emperor would never pay much attention to a palace maid. When he heard Bingqiao say that she was from Yongshou Palace, Nangong Xuanyu glanced at her and asked, "From Yongshou Palace?"
His voice was flat, and no emotion could be heard: "What are you doing here?"
Bingqiao's voice became increasingly gentle: "Your Majesty, I have been ordered by the Imperial Noble Consort to come to the Imperial Garden to pick some fresh flowers to decorate the palace."
She fluently delivered the speech she had prepared long ago, her lowered brows appearing extremely gentle.
Li Changde, who was standing next to the imperial carriage, raised his eyelids slightly. His eyes, which had seen through people's hearts, swept over Bingqiao's carefully groomed yet pretended frightened posture, and he already understood what was going on.
In his eyes, the thoughts of these little palace maids were as clear as watching fish in clear water, all visible at a glance.
He just wanted to use the power of Yongshou Palace to show himself in front of the emperor and build a better future.
The corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.
It was not uncommon for a palace maid to want to climb into his bed. If she succeeded, it would be a romantic affair for His Majesty; if she failed, she would be nothing more than a wishful servant.
Before His Majesty clearly expresses his boredom or interest, a shrewd man like Li Changde would naturally not act like a villain and offend a young master who might gain power in the future.
Since she was from Nian Nian Palace, Nangong Xuanyu didn't think much about it. He said "hmm" and didn't look at Bing Qiao again.
The bright yellow ceremonial procession moved away and soon disappeared from Bingqiao's sight.
Bing Qiao slowly stood up and looked in the direction where the imperial carriage disappeared. There was no sign of discouragement on her face. Instead, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
She never expected that anything would happen today.
It is enough for Your Majesty to remember her face and remember that there is a palace maid with outstanding appearance and good manners in Yongshou Palace.
Today is a perfect start.
The seeds have been sown. We just need to wait for the right time and water them carefully. One day they will break through the soil.
Bingqiao's eyes became submissive and reserved again, as if the palace maid who was quick-witted and trying to attract the emperor's attention had never appeared.
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Inside Chengqian Palace, the atmosphere was festive yet solemn.
The palace has held many first birthday ceremonies, and everything is carried out in an orderly manner according to the old palace customs.
The palace servants in the Imperial Household Department were experienced and familiar with all the procedures, and there was no sign of panic at all.
The floor was covered with a thick velvet carpet.
Although the Fourth Prince was only eight or nine months older than the Sixth Prince, he already acted like an older brother. He was holding a cloth rattle and teasing the Sixth Prince, who was sitting on a thick cushion with his big black eyes open.
Two children huddled together, one trying hard to hand over the toy, the other reaching out to grab it curiously, so childish and adorable.
Even the usually timid Second Princess was attracted by this heartwarming scene. She slowly walked over and shyly watched her two younger brothers playing, a rare smile on her little face.
The eldest princess stood by the pearl curtain a little further away, quietly looking at the innocent appearance of her royal brothers and sisters, with a trace of envy that was difficult to conceal in her eyes.
She also wanted to go over and touch the soft little face of her sixth brother, or play with her fourth brother and second sister for a while.
But she is several years older than them and is the eldest sister. She should have the stability and composure of an eldest sister. How can she play like a baby?
The eldest princess could only quietly twist her belt and suppress the desire deep in her heart.
On the other side, Shen Zhinian was sitting and talking with Concubine Xuan and Concubine Xian.
Shen Zhinian looked calm.
There was a mother's joy in Concubine Xuan's eyes.
The virtuous concubine still looked cold and aloof.
The atmosphere was quite harmonious as the three of them talked.
Concubine Kang sat on an armchair a little further away, holding a cup of tea that had already gone slightly cold in her hand. Her eyes fell on the three people who were talking and laughing over there. Her heart felt as if it had been pricked by a fine needle, and waves of sourness arose.
She doesn't understand.
Obviously... they were standing together before.
Why is it that now, Consort Xian and Consort Xuan have won the favor of the Imperial Noble Consort, assisting in the management of palace affairs, and enjoying the limelight, while I am invisibly separated and drifting further and further away?