69novels Chapter 214
Chapter 214
Imperial Palace.
The moment she stepped into the palace gate, Rong Xinxue's body trembled, and memories flooded into her mind.
Rong Xinxue paused, her eyes red.
These memories.
They were the scenes she least wanted to recall.
Each one represented the cruel past, and the long, cold night, which made her want to escape all the time.
Rong Xinxue's breathing was rapid, and crystal tears slid from the corners of her eyes, and the whole person was extremely sad.
"Sister, Xinxue has a nightmare!"
Sensing Rong Xinxue's emotional instability.
Luo Qingwu hurriedly supported her, and Feng Luoxi did not dare to hesitate, put her fingers together, and tapped her forehead lightly.
Nightmare.
It was because everything in the Imperial Palace brought her a deep sense of fear. When she came to the Imperial Palace again, those memories seemed to have happened yesterday, which made her lose her mind for a while, and grief and sadness surged.
A moment.
As Feng Luoxi made her move, Rong Xinxue stopped trembling, but her delicate body was covered with cold sweat. She leaned against Luo Qingwu weakly, sobbing softly, and fainted several times.
Seeing Rong Xinxue like this, Luo Qingwu felt a little heartbroken.
"Sister, how about... let Xinxue go back to the Rong family..."
Luo Qingwu was scared.
She was worried that Rong Xinxue would see everything familiar in the imperial palace, and all the past things would resurface, and she was afraid that she would not be able to hold on.
Compared with Rong Xinxue.
They were often busy outside, leaving only Rong Xinxue in the imperial palace.
A helpless woman, facing a prehistoric beast like Su Chaqing, not only was she not favored, but she was often humiliated, abused, imprisoned in the cold palace, punished to work in the Xinzheku, and lived in a dilapidated house in winter. Rong Xinxue had no cultivation to rely on, and all the things for heating were taken away, and her life was extremely difficult.
As for the maids and eunuchs who served her, they did not exist.
The humiliation she suffered was enough to make Feng Luoxi and Luo Qingwu furious.
What about the other things that Rong Xinxue was worried about and did not want to say?
Feng Luoxi's heart could not help but ache.
"In that case... let Xinxue go back to the Rong family..."
Feng Luoxi stroked Rong Xinxue's back and sighed.
"No..."
At this time.
Rong Xinxue slowly straightened her head, her face full of tears, pale, and pitiful.
"Sister Feng, I'm fine, let me in."
"Xinxue..."
Feng Luoxi and Luo Qingwu could not help but worry.
Rong Xinxue smiled softly with tears in her eyes.
"It's time to face it."
"I can never let go of it if I keep avoiding it."
Feng Luoxi and Luo Qingwu looked at each other and finally nodded heavily.
"Okay, in that case, let's go in."
"The current imperial palace is not the cold man-eating monster it once was."
Feng Luoxi smiled as the three women entered the imperial palace.
"Empress, Miss Luo!"
As soon as they entered the palace gate.
The guards on both sides hurriedly bowed to greet them.
Feng Luoxi nodded slightly and took the two women directly to the Qinhuang Palace.
Because of the rebellion.
There are still a few bloodstains in the imperial palace that have not been cleaned up, and there are busy figures all around.
Seeing Feng Luoxi and Luo Qingwu, everyone knelt down respectfully.
As for Rong Xinxue, although she is a stranger, she is as beautiful as Feng Luoxi and Luo Qingwu, and even her unique temperament of pity makes many people turn their heads frequently.
According to the rules of the imperial palace, anyone who enters the palace must go through three search procedures.
Although the guards on one side had the right to investigate, they did not dare to go up to investigate the identities of the people walking beside Feng Luoxi and Luo Qingwu.
Qinhuang Palace.
Looking at the familiar palace, Rong Xinxue's jade face could not help but show a sincere smile.
In that dark time.
Here, it was the only place where she could feel warmth.
"Xinxue, go in and take a look."
"The rooms reserved for you are arranged according to your favorite style."
Feng Luoxi smiled slightly.
The three women walked into Qinhuang Palace, where there were four independent houses, all of which were left by Feng Luoxi for Luo Qingwu and the other two women according to the previous decoration.
Looking at the plain and elegant room full of books.
There was not much difference from the decoration of Rong Xinxue at home, but it was more exquisite and beautiful, which made Rong Xinxue's eyes red and moved.
"Sister Feng, Sister Luo, thank you."
Rong Xinxue's eyes were red.
Feng Luoxi smiled, "We are good sisters."
"Okay, you can live here these days."
"Okay."
Rong Xinxue nodded obediently.
Feeling the familiar atmosphere, Rong Xinxue couldn't help but relax physically and mentally, and the original resistance quietly disappeared.
Aware of Rong Xinxue's emotions, Feng Luoxi and Luo Qingwu couldn't help but smile.
Rong Xinxue's arrival opened the two girls' chatterboxes, and they all recalled some sweet times in the past.
TimeTime passed quietly.
It was evening.
After Ying Yi came back from the Rong family, he had been refining the soul of the Nine-tailed Sky Demon Marten in the Qiankun Hall.
The movements of the three women were all covered by his consciousness.
Knowing the nightmare that Rong Xinxue had when she first entered the imperial palace, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart and clenched his fists. This was all caused by him.
A little.
He exhaled heavily.
The past is irreversible, but now, there is still a chance to make up for it.
"It's time for dinner..."
Ying Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The emperor of a country needs to rely on cooking to impress women. If he tells others, he will definitely become the biggest joke of the seven countries.
But you have to eat one bite at a time.
Rong Xinxue's entry into the palace is now his best opportunity to show off.
"But some people should really die."
Ying Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.
He vaguely knew some reasons why Rong Xinxue was so excited today.
If the Xinzheku can't be demolished, then the cold palace will be demolished.
There will only be four women in the harem in the future. He can't pamper them enough, and he will never repeat the same mistake.
In the imperial kitchen.
Several imperial chefs are lying on rocking chairs, humming little songs, so happy.
The imperial kitchen used to be extremely busy and risky. If the emperor and the empresses had problems with their food, they would be beheaded.
But it's different now.
Not only are their salaries paid as usual, but they don't even have any work.
The most outrageous thing is that all their work is taken care of by the emperor. Whenever they see Ying Yi cooking, they can drop their jaws.
The most important thing is that Ying Yi's cooking skills are really unique, and they can't compare.
"It's a pity that every time I wash the pot, I can only scrape down a little leftover soup, which is not enough to eat."
A royal chef said crying.
After tasting Ying Yi's cooking skills, even if it's just one bite, they miss it very much.
So whenever Ying Yi cooked in the imperial kitchen, he would always scrape some of the leftover dishes from the pot afterwards. The taste was simply amazing.
Another imperial chef also smiled bitterly and said, "Who said it wasn't?"
"I really can't imagine how happy the emperor and empress are. Not only can they let His Majesty cook for them personally, but it's so delicious. I'm so envious."
Several people talked to each other, and their tone was full of envy.
But the next moment.
As a figure appeared, several imperial chefs' eyes trembled and they knelt down hurriedly.
"See your majesty!"
ps: There is still one chapter left, all godfathers, pay the debt first, and before twelve o'clock in the next chapter, please give me some gifts, the child is starving to death.
Su Chaqing
I want Rong Xinxue's photo: ancient style, sickly, weak, the kind that makes people feel pity. I searched the entire Internet and couldn't find it. Godfathers, please help me. If you find it, put it in this message.