The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading-Chapter 68 - 67 Discussing How to Remind Your Highness to Buy Delicious Food

Chapter 68: Chapter 67: Discussing How to Remind Your Highness to Buy Delicious Food

Chapter 68 -67: Discussing How to Remind Your Highness to Buy Delicious Food

Every time Chun Xi thought of Chun Tao ingratiating herself with the once-Lady Shen Chuwei, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

She turned her head to look at her master and prayed fervently that her master would never agree; such a calculating person should not be kept around.

Shen Chuwei was extremely tired and found the incessant chatter around her very annoying.

She squinted at Chun Tao, who was kneeling on the ground.

Without needing Chun Xi’s reminder, she already knew this was the maid who had been eager to leave the Xiyun Pavilion.

She yawned, “Then tell me, how did Shen Chuwei seduce you?”

“Young Mistress, Shen Chuwei said it was better to follow her than to follow you, but I was not moved.

That time when Your Highness got angry, considering Shen Chuwei and the Young Mistress were blood sisters, I had no choice but to follow Shen Chuwei.

In my heart, I always hoped for an opportunity to return to the Young Mistress,” Chun Tao said, her voice thick with tears.

The more Chun Xi listened, the angrier she got.

How could there be such shameless people in the world?

“Chun Tao, when you left, that’s not what you said.

You said there would come a day when I would cry, yet today, you’re the one crying first,” Chun Xi said.

Chun Tao looked at Chun Xi guiltily, “Chun Xi, you must have heard wrong.

I didn’t say that.

Perhaps you don’t want me to come back and serve the Young Mistress, so you’re deliberately slandering me?”

Chun Xi was so angry she wanted to hit Chun Tao, but since the master hadn’t spoken yet, she had to restrain herself.

She turned her head to Shen Chuwei, “Young Mistress, every word I have spoken is true; if I’m lying, may the heavens strike me down with thunder.”

Shen Chuwei noticed Chun Xi’s tightly clenched fist, yawned, “Chun Xi, you decide.”

Having been with Shen Chuwei for over half a year, Chun Xi understood this very well; the Young Mistress trusted her.

‘You decide’ meant she could do as she pleased, but of course, she needed to pay attention to the rules.

Rolling up her sleeves, Chun Xi went up and slapped Chun Tao twice, perfectly justified.

“It’s my misunderstanding.

I apologize to Chun Xi,” Chun Tao said, covering her swollen face, realizing she had spoken wrongly and miscalculated, her tears streaming as she looked towards Lady Shen.

“Young Mistress, I had always thought that Shen Chuwei was your blood sister, but only after going to serve did I find out that Shen Chuwei never regarded you as one.

Whenever the Young Mistress received favor, Shen Chuwei would become unhappy and throw things around.

I also heard something suspicious about the death of Qiuju.”

Shen Chuwei was currently enjoying great favor, having been invited to share the royal bed several times, her presence overshadowing the regular ladies.

In contrast, Shen Mingzhu, having been demoted from Lady to Maid, was either under punishment or on her way to it, incomparable to Shen Chuwei.

Chun Tao deeply regretted choosing the wrong mistress to follow, which was why she was so eager to return to the Xiyun Pavilion.

She had come this time with an ace up her sleeve, thinking she could use it to get back into the Xiyun Pavilion.

Shen Chuwei, upon hearing Chun Tao’s “earth-shattering secret,” didn’t seem as agitated as Chun Tao.

She spoke indifferently, “Chun Tao, go back.”

Chun Tao was stunned for a moment; Shen Chuwei’s reaction was nothing like what she had imagined.

“Young Mistress, everything I said is true.

Shen Chuwei means you harm.”

Shen Chuwei yawned, “Xiuxiu, show her out.”

Whenever she heard the name Xiuxiu, she would involuntarily think of Xiao Jinyan’s handsome face.

“Yes,” Xiuxiu stepped forward and pulled Chun Tao to escort her out.

Despite his delicate appearance, he was quite strong and effortlessly tossed Chun Tao out of the Xiyun Pavilion.

With Chun Tao’s clamor gone, Shen Chuwei closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

Chun Xi approached and tucked her in properly, then left the room.

Lanyue Hall

Xiuxiu hurried in to report, “Young Mistress, Chun Tao has returned from the Xiyun Pavilion.”

Early in the morning, Xiuxiu had seen Chun Tao sneaking around and had followed her, discovering that she had gone into the Xiyun Pavilion.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingzhu guessed what Chun Tao’s intentions were: with Shen Chuwei gaining favor, she wanted to return to the Xiyun Pavilion.

Shen Mingzhu sneered, “A rebellious maid, of what use is she to keep?”

Xiuxiu speculated, “Young Mistress, could Chun Tao have gone to secretly inform on us?”

Shen Mingzhu, with a cold expression, ordered, “Summon Chun Tao here.”

“Yes.”

Xiuxiu quietly entered Chun Tao’s room and saw Chun Tao sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror.

“Chun Tao, the young mistress is asking for you to come over.”

Chun Tao, feeling guilty and startled, said, “I’ll be right there.”

She looked at her reflection in the mirror and hurriedly patted on some powder to cover the handprint, then got up and ran to see Shen Mingzhu.

Chun Tao stepped forward and bowed, “Young Mistress, what do you command of this servant?”

Shen Mingzhu was holding a teacup and took a sip of tea, “Where have you just been?”

Chun Tao replied with a guilty conscience, “To answer the young mistress, this servant didn’t go anywhere.”

“Still not telling the truth?” Shen Mingzhu slammed the teacup onto the table with a “snap” and commanded sharply, “Xiuxiu, slap her face.”

“Yes,” Xiuxiu rolled up her sleeves and lifted her hand, delivering numerous slaps.

Chun Tao cried out in sobs, “Young Mistress, this servant is wrong, this servant just went to visit Lady Shen Chuwei on behalf of the young mistress.”

Shen Mingzhu didn’t believe a word Chun Tao said, “Throw her into the Firewood Room.”

Chun Tao was dragged into the Firewood Room by two little eunuchs.

Every time Shen Mingzhu thought of Shen Chuwei’s promotion to Lady, jealousy would consume her heart, yet she was still grounded and couldn’t go to Xiyun Pavilion.

“Xiuxiu, send a message to my father and tell him to warn Shen Chuwei not to forget her station.”

“Yes,” Xiuxiu turned and walked out.

Three days later

Shen Chuwei’s wounds had mostly healed, and she could move freely as long as she didn’t make any drastic movements.

She was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep; the thought of the tea pastries that Xiao Jinyan promised her but she hadn’t yet tasted made her unbearably restless.

Chun Xi came in with a smile, “Young Mistress, His Highness has arrived.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than Xiao Jinyan strode in.

Shen Chuwei’s eyes brightened, and she propped herself up to greet him, “Your Highness, may you be forever blessed with peace and safety.”

Xiao Jinyan flicked his robes and sat down on the bed, looking up at Shen Chuwei, “Sit down and let’s talk.”

“Yes,” Shen Chuwei picked up her skirt and sat on the bed, glancing left and right at Xiao Jinyan and taking a peek at Eunuch Liu.

Seeing that both of their hands were empty, she felt a bit disappointed.

Xiao Jinyan looked at Shen Chuwei’s complexion for a few moments; it was much better than a few days before, his gaze then fell above her chest.

“How is your wound healing?”

Shen Chuwei obediently replied, “Your Highness, this concubine has improved a great deal.”

She could eat rich and flavorful meat now!

Xiao Jinyan nodded, “You may eat meat, but during the wound healing period, you should still primarily eat bland foods to avoid scarring.”

The Imperial Doctor had previously advised attention to diet—girls naturally care about beauty, and it would be quite a shock if they were left with scars.

If she’s forbidden to eat rich and flavorful meat, she’ll secretly eat it anyway!

Shen Chuwei was still thinking about the tea pastries, but Xiao Jinyan had forgotten them.

How could she subtly remind Xiao Jinyan of the saying “A gentleman’s promise is worth a thousand gold”?

“Your Highness, I remember what you have said,” she hinted, clearly enough, she hoped.

Xiao Jinyan, looking at the dutiful Shen Chuwei, recalled there was another important matter to discuss.

“Your father, Scholar Shen, was seriously ill two days ago.

He said he missed his daughter deeply and wanted you and Lady Shen Chuwei to visit.”