"She is the current queen and my... Aunt."
Within the walls of the Vermilion Palace, Lu Shiyu walked up the jade steps toward Fengyi Palace for the sixteenth time. The train of her skirt brushed against the morning dew beside the white marble fence, which resembled the secret she had hidden deep in her heart and dared not see the light of day. The figure sitting high on the phoenix throne was Jiang Yueci, the current queen, and the aunt she had looked up to since childhood.
"Yu'er is here."
The person on the golden nanmu couch raised his eyes and tapped the teacup with his gilded armor, awakening the room full of agarwood fragrance. Sixteen-year-old Lu Shiyu immediately lowered her eyelashes and let the gaze flow like moonlight through her tense fingertips.
"I was talking to your mother the day before yesterday." Jiang Yueci's voice was like a silver needle dipped in honey, causing her heart to beat out of control. "She asked me to ask, what kind of husband does the Lu family girl like?"
A sudden heavy rain fell on Begonia outside the palace. Lu Shiyu looked at the golden phoenix pattern flying on the other party's sleeves, and suddenly remembered the winter solstice last year - her aunt used these hands to tie the belt of her cloak, and when her jade fingers brushed the back of her neck, the whole imperial garden was drunk with the fragrance of plum blossoms in the wind.
"My maid..." She raised her burning face, and for the first time she let her eyes go beyond the net woven by etiquette, and went straight into those deep pool-like phoenix eyes, "I like people who can make me bow down willingly."
Such as you. For example, this forbidden moonlight above the Phoenix Seat.
Jiang Yueci's armor suddenly sank into the red sandalwood armrest. Under the ice formed by the ups and downs of the palace for sixteen years, a trace of fresh lines actually cracked.
"Lu Shiyu," the queen leaned over with a breathy voice that only the two of them could hear, her red lips almost brushing against the girl's crimson earlobes, "Do you know that some thoughts are more dangerous than the poisonous snakes in the imperial garden?"
"My daughter only knows," the girl tremblingly grasped Guangxiu, who was about to pull away, and smelled the jasmine fragrance from her childhood aunt's arms in the ambergris.
"The pearls on the empress's phoenix crown match the beauty of my wedding gown better than the moonlight."
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