A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1532 - 1530: Where Do You Want to Go?

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Previously on A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace...

Lin Siyin finds palace life stifling, constantly at odds with a strict steward who enforces rigid rules. Despite her unhappiness, she feels powerless against the 'Emperor's' supposed instructions. When the Emperor finally arrives, he finds her crying into a blanket bundle.

Chapter 1530

The mood of Zhao Qichen was quite good, and he was unaware of her predicament, so his tone carried a rare delight and humor.

However, after waiting for a good while without hearing a response from her,

he eagerly took off his outer clothes and got onto the bed.

"Can you sleep? Wrapped up so tightly!" This time, it sounded like he was talking to himself.

Afraid of smothering her, he gently extended his hand to turn her body over.

He thought she had already fallen asleep, but unexpectedly, he felt a sudden dampness near his hand, and looking at her face, it was already covered in tears.

Zhao Qichen was first startled, then his heart ached, and he didn’t speak for a long time.

He just raised his warm, slender fingers, distinct in their joints, and gently wiped away her tears.

After a while, when she finished crying, he uncharacteristically asked in a gentle voice.

"What’s wrong? Did someone bully you?"

Though his voice was very gentle, when he uttered the word ’bully,’ an inexplicable chill sparked fear.

Lin Siyin subconsciously glanced at the door and quickly shook her head.

"No... nobody bullied me!"

If she said that Palace Maid bullied her, it would likely lead to a situation where lives are lost again!

Better to let it go, especially on New Year’s.

They were not wrong either; she really didn’t understand the rules!

Compared to those who were selected at a young age to come and diligently learn etiquette, people who were young yet already palace maids, she was indeed far inferior.

This was all true, and it was no wonder others looked down on her.

Zhao Qichen noticed the direction of her gaze but remained calm and quiet.

He just reached out to hug her, and gently asked again.

"Then why are you crying? Tell me!"

Being embraced by Zhao Qichen, Lin Siyin secretly rolled her eyes.

’Why crying? Aren’t you clear yourself?’

’Having taken her over to become the Empress, now she doesn’t have even a bit of freedom!’

’If she had known being the Empress was so miserable, she should’ve refused back then!’

What a pity.

Back then, when he dominantly confessed his love to her, she disgracefully fell for him, and without even asking more about his identity, she followed him to the Capital City.

Later, he confessed his identity, and back then she was in a phase of romantic intoxication, not caring about anything. She was just momentarily shocked, and it passed without resistance.

Now that she wants to regret, it’s already too late!

Sigh! She doesn’t know what kind of charm she was under back then, not caring about identity.

She regrets so much!

Marriages of equal status, those are lessons of blood and tears summarized by ancestors, how come she didn’t listen!

Making her so regretful that her guts are twisted in remorse.

...

Seeing her not speaking for a while, Zhao Qichen gently patted her back.

"It’s okay!"

"I know you’re not used to it!"

"You just need to tell me where you’re not accustomed, so I can make arrangements, hmm?"

His voice was very gentle, gentle like a warm creek that could flow directly into her heart, warm and slow.

Lin Siyin felt even more conflicted at heart.

One side was a cage, the other was her beloved, how should she choose!

Indeed the saying was correct!

One shouldn’t be too greedy; good things wouldn’t fall into the lap of the same person.

After hesitating for a long time, she still gently pushed him away.

Sitting kneeling on the bed, with her eyes downcast, she gathered her courage.

"I... I’m not used to anything here!"

"I want to go out!"

Zhao Qichen’s eyes instantly reddened, a fleeting trace of fear flitted through his eyes.

Guilt and remorse surged like tides within him, quickly drowning him.

Indeed! This past half year, he had actually spent it in guilt.

He felt he was very selfish.

She was like a gleeful, delicate, lively bird in the mountains, her entire being exuding nature’s breath even from her bones.

She was so beautiful and lovable, so melodious and charming, so likable.

And himself, like a ruthless hunter, forcibly breaking her wings and imprisoning her in this Imperial City.

He thought giving her the choicest and most luxurious life would make her happy.

After all, before she was so poor, couldn’t even live in a decent house, couldn’t eat better food.

He thought giving her the status all women yearned for would bring her happiness.

After all, before, she was just a helpless little girl, anyone could bully her, and now she was Empress, as long as he protected her, everyone in the entire Great Chu Dynasty had to respect her.

He thought giving her his heart, showering her with the gentlest affection and the fiercest sincere love, she would be soaked in honey, radiating happiness.

After all before, she had no family, no one to care for her.

He had given so much she should have been happy!

But why does she still secretly cry? Why does she still... want to go out?

His heart was torn, yet he smiled pretentiously.

"Why?"

"Yin Yin, is there something not good here?"

Lin Siyin shook her head.

"No... it’s very good here, you treat me very well, but... I still want to go out!"

Her heart was somewhat in awe of the Emperor but ultimately wasn’t too afraid, so she dared to speak the truth.

After all, she was too naive, naive enough to... not know what the price would be for defying a monarch.

If it were a Palace Attendant, she might lose her life.

If it were a Minister, they might lose their coveted position.

If it were Concubines, they might enter the Cold Palace or... be sentenced to death. (Of course, Zhao Qichen didn’t have concubines, he was a solitary monarch!)

She didn’t know these, didn’t understand, therefore dared to speak the truth.

And this was also what moved Zhao Qichen the most.

For a monarch, God knows how hard it is to hear a true word?

He restrained the bitterness in his heart, smiling on the surface.

"Alright!"

"Where do you want to go? Shall I accompany you?"

Lin Siyin quickly shook her head.

"No no no! Regimental and national matters are most important, you... need not abandon them for me!"

"I’ll just go out for a walk alone and return, you, don’t need to sacrifice so much for me!"

She was somewhat alarmed, and also a little heartbroken for him, not wanting to make him difficult.

But precisely because she was like this, Zhao Qichen felt even more guilty.

"It’s not important!"