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Chapter 1105: The Heavenly Family is First the King and the Subject, Then the Sisters
It’s lotus!
She had a perfect smile on her round face, neither warm nor rude. Her eyes quickly swept across Shen Nanqiao's blue face, and then she bowed slightly: "Mrs. Lu, I've been waiting for a long time."
"The Majesty has just gotten up and is dressing up. She is busy now, so I have sent this servant to take her in."
"Madam, please follow me."
Just woke up?!
Dressing?!
Shen Nanqiao only felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and his vision went dark!
An afternoon audience, and Shen Zhinian had just woken up?!
These two light words are more vicious than any harsh scolding!
This is clearly a naked humiliation!
Shen Zhinian left her outside the palace gate, freezing for an hour, just to get her to cooperate. Concubine Chen got up lazily to put on her makeup? !
Shen Nanqiao's silver teeth were almost broken!
She took a deep breath of the cold air and swallowed the surging hatred back into her stomach.
Shen Nanqiao even forced himself to pull the corners of his stiff lips and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying. His voice was just the right amount of trembling and humble: "Thank you, Miss Handan, for leading the way."
"Mrs. Lu, you're too polite."
Shen Nanqiao stepped into the palace gate and passed through one deep doorway after another.
Under your feet is a huge, shiny gold brick.
On both sides were continuous, vermilion palace walls several feet high, isolating the outside world from the noise and sunshine, leaving only the clear autumn sky above, which was cut into pieces by the high walls.
Finally, the plaque of Zhongcui Palace appeared at the end of sight.
Handan led Shen Nanqiao through the courtyard.
Several golden chrysanthemums were in full bloom in the courtyard, splashing dazzling golden color in the chill of late autumn. The air was filled with the crisp fragrance of chrysanthemums, but it could not warm Shen Nanqiao's heart at all.
The moment you step into the main hall, a warm breath hits you in the face, completely different from the bleak and cold outside.
The hall was brightly lit, and the gilded beast furnace was emitting wisps of green smoke.
Shen Nanqiao raised her eyes subconsciously, and her gaze unexpectedly hit that thing!
It was placed in the most conspicuous position at the entrance to the inner hall. Its twisted and tangled branches were like solidified red flames, so strong that they almost burned people's eyes.
It’s the red coral tree of the South China Sea!
This is the supreme symbol of the emperor's favor!
The countless gems and pearls inlaid on it, illuminated by the brilliant lights in the hall, refracted light as dazzling as broken diamonds!
This light is so dazzling, so arrogant, and so...cannot be ignored!
Like a red-hot iron, with the force of thunder, it burned deeply into Shen Nanqiao's eyes.
What decency, what forbearance, what disguise...
At this moment, the coral tree, which symbolized the emperor's great favor, was shattered to pieces!
Shen Nanqiao felt a fishy and sweet taste suddenly rushing up his throat, his vision went dark, he staggered and almost lost his balance.
She bit her lower lip tightly and used all her strength to prevent herself from losing her composure.
This is the gap between her and Shen Zhinian!
They seem to be worlds apart...
She had gone through great pains and endured great humiliation to gain the qualification to enter this palace gate. Like a humble beggar, she waited for an hour in the cold wind.
However, Shen Zhinian could get up lazily and peacefully in this warm, magnificent palace, enjoying the rare treasures bestowed by the emperor and the supreme honor admired by all the people!
The overwhelming hatred and bone-eating jealousy surged and roared in Shen Nanqiao's chest like magma, almost burning her to ashes!
"Mrs. Lu, please come this way. The queen is inside."
Handan's voice sounded at the right time, with a barely perceptible urging, interrupting Shen Nanqiao's almost uncontrollable gaze.
Shen Nanqiao suddenly came back to his senses and forced himself to lower his eyes. His thick eyelashes trembled violently, covering the flames of resentment that were almost bursting out from his eyes.
She could even feel that Luluo's hand, which was supporting her arm, was trembling slightly...
Shen Nanqiao took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, his face was already submissive and weak. However, his pale face was even uglier than when he was freezing outside the palace gate just now.
She took steps with legs that felt like they were filled with lead, stepping on the shiny gold bricks beneath her feet, and walked towards the depths of the inner hall.
After entering the inner room, Shen Nanqiao suppressed the humiliation in her heart, knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully to the figure stepping on her: "Your Highness, I, Lu Shen, pay my respects to Her Majesty, the Imperial Concubine Chen. May Your Majesty be blessed with good health!"
After a long time, Shen Zhinian's lazy voice sounded: "Get up."
"Thank you sister!"
Shen Nanqiao raised her face slightly. Her cheeks, which were lightly powdered, were extremely pale, and her eyes were slightly red, showing the weakness of someone who had just recovered from an illness.
She only dared to look at the golden brick floor in front of Shen Zhinian's couch. She deliberately made her voice soft and gentle, with a hint of sobs and timidity of meeting again after a long separation: "I am happy to see my sister again in the palace, but I also feel guilty..."
Madam Xiao stood aside and reminded with a stern face: "Madam Lu, in the royal family, the relationship between the emperor and his subjects comes first, and then sisters. You should call Concubine Chen 'Madam', not 'sister'!"
Although Shen Nanqiao had been a concubine in the palace in her previous life, she was framed and sent to the cold palace before she had the chance to enjoy herself, and she never developed the potential to become a favorite concubine.
Feeling the majesty of Madam Xiao at this moment, she couldn't help but shudder...
But thinking of his deep hatred, Shen Nanqiao gritted his teeth and lowered his head and said, "Yes, Madam..."
Shen Zhinian was reclining on a beauty couch covered with thick satin. Her sky-blue dress made her skin look whiter than snow, and she was as lazy as a cat that had been basking in the afternoon sun.
Hearing this, her eyes turned slightly, and finally her gaze fell on Shen Nanqiao. Her charming fox eyes were deep and bottomless, and there was an arc at the corner of her lips that could not be distinguished from joy or anger.
"What did my sister say?"
Shen Zhinian's voice was clear and lazy, and every word struck Shen Nanqiao's tense nerves: "Didn't we just meet in the Hall of Supreme Harmony a few days ago?"
"Why do we as a family need to be so distant and polite?"
She raised her hand slightly and signaled Fuqiu: "Sister, you have been standing here for a long time, please take a seat."
"Thank you, empress."
Shen Nanqiao quickly bowed, lowered his posture very low, and carefully sat down next to the edge of the embroidery cushion.
She folded her hands on her knees, her fingertips were cold, and she twisted the silk handkerchief tightly in her sleeves.
There was silence in the hall for a moment.
"It was my sister who was confused before..."
Shen Nanqiao took a deep breath and broke the silence first. The sobs in her voice were more real, and she was filled with deep regret: "I relied on my insignificant status as a legitimate daughter, was short-sighted, and competed with the Empress everywhere, hurting the blood relationship... Now that I think about it, I am extremely ashamed!"
At this point, she raised her red eyes and tried to make her look sad: "These days, sister often thinks about the past and can't sleep at night. This time I return to the capital, I have no other request, I just hope that the queen can give sister a chance to atone for her sins..."