It had been three days since the Zhong Miao Yi arrived at the cold palace.
Every afternoon, she would kneel down in front of the entrance to the cold palace.
Shun Cheng would also punctually appear in her line of sight. He would bring some things that Zhong Miao Yi urgently needed, such as fruits, salt, and lean meat.
Shun Cheng was truly a very good person. He would normally accompany Zhong Miao Yi and talk, telling her that no one was coming to the Cold Palace and that it would be fine to not kneel there for a long time.
He would also tell Xiao Yao that these things were distributed on a fixed basis and would generally be criticized. It was not enough, and the princess would definitely not be used to it, which was why she brought some.
Xiao Yao liked Shun Cheng to come here. When Shun Cheng smiled, he had eyes like crescent moons.
The Zhong Miao Yi smiled and did not speak, and let her play the fool, welcoming Shun Cheng in before sending him out.
The Aunt Yang also said that Shun Cheng was a good child. No matter what, being kind and sincere was a noble and noble character, and luckily, Shun Cheng had it all.
And in these three days, Aunt Yang never brought up the matter of Imperial Consort Zhong again. Zhong Miao Yi even felt that perhaps her mother was a taboo existence and no one was willing to talk about her past.
Since she didn't want to talk about it, she didn't ask any further. Everyone had their own secrets, and that was everyone's right.
Not to mention. So what if they knew? What they had was more regret and daydreams.
After kneeling for long enough hours, Shun Cheng hurriedly helped Zhong Miao Yi up. After kneeling for a long time, his knees were so sore that they hurt so badly that he couldn't straighten them out, and Shun Cheng helped Zhong Miao Yi sit down before taking out a jar from his sleeves.
"What is this?" The Zhong Miao Yi suddenly laughed, "Xiao Yao said that you look like a treasure chest, there are always a lot of strange things inside."
Shun Cheng scratched his head in embarrassment: "That's Miss Xiao Yao teasing me, Princess, look at this, the Emperor bestowed upon my master's ointment, a few days ago, this servant fell a little and turned green, then wiped this off, and that's it. This servant brought the princess here, if I kneel for too long, my knees would definitely turn purple, Princess, wipe it off."
The Zhong Miao Yi's heart warmed. Shun Cheng reminded her of Tang Yao.
Tang Yao was also worried about her. He was worried about her and wanted to find her some ointment.
When he thought about it, his nose started to sour. Zhong Miao Yi hurriedly closed his eyes and blinked his eyes, trying to hold back his tears so that Shun Cheng wouldn't notice anything amiss.
"This is something that a servant should do. Princess, this is what a servant should do." Shun Cheng was very happy that the Zhong Miao Yi was able to accept his things. He laughed very happily, "They already said that Princess Miaoyi was no good, but I feel that the princess is very good. She won't look down on us as slaves at all."
Zhong Miao Yi looked at him sincerely. "Thank you so much. Your kindness will be rewarded."
Xiao Yao, who was standing at the side, also laughed: "Brother Shun Cheng, it's good to have a handsome heart, in the future, you will definitely become an especially powerful leader."
Shun Cheng blushed because of her words and started to feel embarrassed. He quickly said that he still had some things to take care of and left in a hurry, leaving Xiao Yao standing there with a silly smile on her face for a while, only after looking at Zhong Miao Yi and getting her approval did he chase after Shun Cheng.
Zhong Miao Yi watched as Xiao Yao's back figure disappeared before slowly turning her gaze towards the bottle in her hand.
"Choosing to put down some things is not shameful at all. Some things can become your weakness, so you have to hide them." Aunt Yang's voice suddenly sounded, scaring him so much that she trembled.
She held the bottle tight. "Auntie," she said.
The Zhong Miao Yi had already told Aunt Yang about Tang Yao. After the latter heard this, she only told him that it was the normal way of life for him to accept things.
The Aunt Yang laughed, "The princess hasn't asked the old servant about her matters these few days. Do you have any other thoughts?"
"No." The expression in Zhong Miao Yi's eyes flickered, "I just feel that if aunt wants to tell me, she will naturally tell me. If aunt doesn't want to tell me, then it might not be a good thing to know."
Aunt Yang nodded her head: "Princess, you can think like this, this old servant is relieved. Princess, do you know how many people in this palace have died due to curiosity? Sometimes secrets are secrets because those who know them will die, so the princess must restrain her curiosity, a lot of things. "It's better if you don't know."
Just as Zhong Miao Yi was about to give the bottle to Aunt Yang, she heard a commotion from outside as if a group of people was approaching.
Aunt Yang frowned, why were there so many people coming here? Listen to the sound. It seemed like a person of high status had arrived.
The Zhong Miao Yi didn't stand up. Her heart skipped a beat the moment the door was pushed open. She didn't know why, but in that short moment, she thought she would see Tang Yao push open the door and enter the hall.
However, the one who entered wasn't Tang Yao, but Su Zeyi.
The Zhong Miao Yi blinked several times and suddenly laughed at herself for being such a fool. How could Tang Yao have entered this place? Other than the mighty Su Zeyi, who else could brazenly come here?
Several eunuchs and attendants followed behind Su Zeyi, and then Xiao Yao, who had her head lowered and did not dare to breathe.
Su Zeyi did not look at Aunt Yang, his gaze fixated on his face.
After not seeing him for a few days, he was not that dark anymore. It was a healthy bronze colored skin that emitted a heroic and dashing aura.
He looked like he was in a good mood, so he quickly walked in front of Zhong Miao Yi and pulled her up: "Did you understand?! "You're willing to help me?!"
Zhong Miao Yi could not stand steadily and frowned in pain. She shrank back and was quickly hugged by Su Zeyi.
He frowned, "What's going on?!"
Aunt Yang replied just in time: "Princess has just finished kneeling."
Su Zeyi did not say anything, and suddenly carried her horizontally, shocking Zhong Miao Yi to the point that he cried out in alarm.
"Kneel every day?" His tone suddenly became gentle, but Zhong Miao Yi only felt his heart go numb. However, he still listened to Aunt Yang's teachings, and calmly nodded his head.
Su Zeyi shook her: "It's too light, you can even blow away now!"
With that, he saw the Zhong Miao Yi's face drooping down, without a single trace of blood on it, he sighed: "I know you're wronged, about this matter. Forget it, we still have to punish ourselves. "
Zhong Miao Yi nodded: "I was careless."
After Su Zeyi heard this, he did not know why but he suddenly became happy. "You should have discussed this with me before doing this!"
Zhong Miao Yi was confused, but before she could ask, Su Zeyi said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't say anything, let's go home."