Su Yuan had just entered the palace and had yet to see the emperor when she was sent to the Cold Palace. She spent her whole life there, dazed and foolish.
After being reborn, Su Yuan was still dazed and foolish, and she even fell in love with the palace's Noble Consort.
Qi Jin had been in high spirits lately. His newly favored consort was as lovely as a flower and cried easily, and he wanted to cherish her with all his heart.
After a while, Qi Jin thought, My beloved consort is perfect in every way, except she keeps running off to the Noble Consort's palace instead of staying by my side.
Later...
Qi Jin sat waiting patiently all afternoon for the pastries his beloved consort had made herself.
Qi Jin: Where are the pastries?
Su Yuan, entering empty-handed: I made those for my big sister.
Qi Jin: !!!
Qi Jin dressed up like a showy peacock for the whole day, waiting for Su Yuan to come and confess her love.
In a certain palace, Su Yuan said shyly,
