Chapter 8 Entering the Palace

  The next day, early in the morning, Qing Zhu took her into the palace and went straight to the Shouhe Palace of the Empress Dowager.

  "Shadow girl, come quickly, let the Empress Dowager take a look." As soon as she entered the room, the Empress Dowager pulled her into her arms, with a face full of heartache and doting love.

  The Empress Dowager was already in her sixties, but she had taken good care of herself and was still quite robust.

  "Grandma." Meng Fu Ying remained in her arms, her nose suddenly a bit sour. She was an orphan, raised from childhood in the orphanage. Such warmth had always been what she longed for most in her heart.

  "It's really good." The Empress Dowager's voice was slightly hesitant, with a hint of uncertainty trembling in her tone.

  "It's really okay." Meng Fu Ying raised her eyes and smiled lightly, with comfort and emotion in that smile.

  "It's really okay, it's really okay, my Shadow Concubine is really okay." The Empress Dowager was also somewhat grateful, repeating herself over and over again, holding her hand even tighter.

  However, her eyes sank slightly. After all the hardships Shadow had endured over the years, how could she not know? She pretended to be unaware, only to protect Shadow, or perhaps it was time to deal with it now.

  "Are you okay with those injuries on your body?" He gently pushed her away and asked worriedly.

  "It's all right now, Empress Dowager, don't worry." Meng Fu Ying softly comforted.

  "Hmm, grown up and sensible." The Empress Dowager's face showed a satisfied gentle smile, this kind of Shuang'er made her feel more at ease.

  She paused for a moment, then spoke in a soft voice, "Your father should be back in a few days. In twenty days, it will be your father's 50th birthday and also your birthday. At that time, the officials from the imperial court will definitely go to congratulate him, and the Emperor will probably go too. The Empress Dowager has already chosen a set of clothes for you, which should arrive in the next two days. You must dress up nicely at that time."

  Meng Fu's eyes widened slightly as he mentioned his father, who was indeed a formidable figure. In his youth, he had accompanied the Emperor on many military campaigns and had twice risked his own life to save the Emperor on the battlefield. Whenever there were riots or uprisings, it was always him who went to quell them, and in all these years, he had rarely suffered defeat.

  Because the Emperor conferred upon him the title of Duke of Dingguo, he was truly a man above all others, with millions and millions of people below him.

  Meng Fu Ying was deep in thought and had actually forgotten to thank the Empress Dowager.

  She didn't say a word, but the Empress Dowager misunderstood her thoughts and secretly sighed, saying in a low voice, "The Queen Mother knows your heart, and that Bai Yichen is indeed a rare good man in the world. At that time, let's settle things between you two during this birthday banquet."

  This girl, her whole heart is devoted to Bai Yichen, but only Bai Yichen...

  Because of Yinger's previous foolishness, she didn't want to pressure her too much either, and was also afraid that Yinger would be bullied after marrying into the other family. Now that Yinger has become better, this matter can also be settled.

  Meng Fu Ying was startled, not expecting the Empress Dowager to suddenly bring up this matter. She straightened her back and slightly curtsied, "Ying'er humbly requests that Your Majesty help me cancel this engagement."

  One face is serious, one face is solemn, even the title has changed.

  The Empress Dowager was stunned, and her eyes also showed obvious surprise. "You didn't like him since you were a child? How come suddenly?"

  "Ying'er has already figured it out, emotional matters cannot be forced, and Bai Gongzi's heart is not with me, so why should I force it." Meng Fu Ying said again, word by word, solemnly.

  The empress dowager's eyes flickered slightly, but her face showed a few more shades of difficulty. After thinking for a moment, she slowly said, "If you can understand, it's naturally a good thing, but this is the emperor's decree to grant marriage, how can it be changed at will?"

  If only regret was possible, Bai Yichen would have regretted it long ago. But she couldn't regret it, and neither could he, for it involved the emperor's dignity.

  Meng Fu Ying's heart skipped a beat again, but she also understood the Empress Dowager's concerns, and was about to say something else.

  The outer gate suddenly echoed with footsteps.

  "Seventh Highness, Eighth Prince, Tenth Prince have arrived." The eunuch's slightly sharp voice also came through.

  Three young men came in and shouted in unison, "Greetings to Her Majesty."

  "All right, all right, get up and sit down." The Empress Dowager's face was full of kindness.

  Meng Fu Ying's eyes, slightly raised, slightly dazed.

  The man standing in the middle...

  Those slightly raised eyebrows, delicate as if carved from jade, those slightly pursed lips, transparent like a jade pearl. The breathtaking beauty that is drawn with the meticulous brushstrokes of a heavenly god makes one involuntarily infatuated. Yet, in this breathtaking beauty, not a hint of femininity is seen, and though masculine, not a hint of coarseness is revealed.

  What's even more astonishing is his profound eyes, just like the infinite magnetic force in the universe, with just one glance, you will be irresistibly drawn into them.

  Her long eyelashes slightly closed, her eyes quietly turned, hiding the deep and immeasurable, bottomless icy seal, leaving only the stunning beauty that bewilders the world.

  He is Xuan Yuan Wang Chao's well-known and respected Seventh Highness Xuan Yuan Ye.

  Also Meng Ruxin's heartthrob.

  The man on the left is elegant and refined, but with a hint of frivolity.

  And the man on the right, with a handsome face, had a few childish and lovely expressions.

  "Brother Meng pays his respects to the Seventh Prince, Eighth King and Tenth King." Meng Fu Ying slightly bowed, with an attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant, and a tone that was neither rushed nor slow, just right.

  "Huh? This fool..." Xuan Yuan Fan suddenly realized that the Empress Dowager was present, and didn't finish saying "fool", instead changing his words to "Has he really become clever?"

  Suddenly thought of something, and immediately exclaimed, "That thing about you letting the dog chase White Yichen out yesterday, it can't be true, right?"

  He had said this early in the morning, but he didn't believe it at all, and was thinking of asking Bai Yichen about it later, but unexpectedly ran into her here.

  "What? Won't she let go of Bai Yichen?" Xuan Yuan Chen's eyes widened in shock, staring at her with the same exclamation.

  The Empress Dowager's eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise.

  Only Xuan Yuan Ye seemed to have not heard anything, sitting there, savoring the tea handed over by the palace maid.

  Digression

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