Chapter 34: Banished to the Cold Palace

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Hearing the orderly footsteps, it did not sound like eunuchs. With her hands lightly rested on her flat belly, Qing Feng whispered to Fu Ling who was beside her, "Go and see what is going on."

Fu Ling nodded and opened the door to see that there was a dozen guards standing at the courtyard and the one leading them was... Him? The guard that stop her at that night.


A tall and thin frame with a cold temperament that Fu Ling would be able to recognise him with a side view. However, he seems to be a bit different today. His eyes were constantly narrowed on his cold solemn face as if it was in contact with a gasp of cold wind. Fu Ling took a deep breath before pushing the door open and loudly spoke, "Who are you and what are you here in Qing Feng Hall for?"

Ming Ze looked up and saw Fu Ling. With an emotionless face, as if it was his first time seeing her, he coldly replied, "This officer Ming Ze, third class Imperial bodyguard of the Guards regiment, received the Emperor's order to do a search in various palaces in the Inner Palace and would seek your forgiveness." When Ming Ze finished speaking, without waiting for Fu Ling to respond, he clearly order, "Search."

"Yes." After finishing, several guards began to search Qing Feng Hall but none would dare to force into Qing Feng's chambers yet.

This person was extremely rude! A fire rage in Fu Ling's heart as she angrily said, "This is her Ladyship's bed chambers and will not tolerate your impudent actions. If it is under the orders of the Emperor's, where is the decree?"

Ming Ze's sharp brows pinched slightly as he coldly looked at the female that was glaring at him from the top of the platform but in his heart he was chuckling. Seeing the servant and thus knowing the mistress. It would seem that the one in the chambers would be more difficult to deal with.

Under the direct cold vision, Fu Ling's heart started to palpitate like never before but she was unwilling to show any weakness in front of him and stared coldly back like him. "Fu Ling." Fortunately at this time a clear sound came from the chambers and Qing Feng gently pushed open the doors and said, "Since it is under the Emperor's command, let them search."

Fu Ling secretly took a deep breath and replied softly, "Yes."

Her complexion looked bad, it was pale and green and even though it was midday in the summer, she was still covered in a long silk drape. Ming Ze cast a look at her and quickly avoided her line of sight and continue to speak to the guards beside him, "Two of you will search the chamber carefully and place the stuff gently. As for the rest, go and search the rooms of the servants."

"Yes."

Ming Ze brought the two guards and walked into Qing Feng's room. Qing Feng exchange a look with Fu Ling and Fu Ling lightly nodded her head in understanding and followed the guards into the inner chambers and observe them while they were searching. Qing Feng and Ming Ze were both left at the outer chambers. Qing Feng sat down on the soft couch by the window, with a small warmer in her hands and her eyes were looking out the window, not sparing Ming Ze a look.

There was no impact to Ming Ze when Qing Feng did not look at him. Ming Ze stood in the middle of the room and look at the furnishings, even though he did not search through every single thing but that sharp gaze and pressure would make one with a guilty conscience tremble with fear. Qing Feng secretly breath a sigh of relief in her heart, it was a good thing that that thing was burnt to ashes else she would definitely be uneasy now.

When Ming Ze eyes swept over the low cabinet by the screen, he unexpectedly saw a familiar black umbrella leaning against the leg of the cabinet. Is that... His umbrella? Ming Ze remembered that rainy night and that sorry condition but glamorous face. She actually kept the umbrella in the room?

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