A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 66 - 65: Grievance

Li Shengan had no choice but to recount the events truthfully.

Zhao Junyao furrowed his brows. "Ill? Has an Imperial Physician been called? What did they say?"

"I didn’t hear Lady Xia summon an Imperial Physician!" Li Shengan replied, feeling extremely anxious.

Zhao Junyao toyed with his teacup, his expression growing darker. After a moment, he abruptly stood up. "Proceed to Zhaohua Pavilion!"

「Zhaohua Pavilion」

Xia Ruqing lay on the bed, her complexion somewhat pale, not wanting to do anything. These past few days, it was as if all her strength had been suddenly sapped away; her previous fighting spirit had vanished entirely. Her entire being felt like an empty shell.

Zi Yue advised anxiously while arranging the meal, "My Lady, please eat a little at least. You hardly ate anything for lunch. If you skip dinner too, how will you manage!"

Xia Ruqing gazed somewhat vacantly at Zi Yue’s face. She moved her dry, cracked lips and suddenly asked, "Zi Yue, does your face still hurt?"

The swelling on Zi Yue’s face had already gone down, and the broken skin had scabbed over. She smiled, "My Lady, don’t worry, it stopped hurting long ago!"

Xia Ruqing smiled faintly, then continued staring blankly at the canopy above.

This was the scene Zhao Junyao encountered when he entered.

Zi Yue was just about to kneel, but Zhao Junyao waved his hand. "There’s no need," he said, approaching the bedside.

Xia Ruqing also scrambled up. It was too late to get off the bed, so she knelt on it. "This servant pays respects to Your Majesty!"

Zhao Junyao looked at her pale face. A hint of displeasure rose in his heart, and his expression darkened several shades. After dismissing the servants, he sat on a stool by the bed, took a sip of tea, and asked, "What’s the matter? Tell me, what are you upset about?"

Xia Ruqing bit her lip and said nothing.

Zhao Junyao, not annoyed, patiently asked again, "What happened to your maid’s face?"

Li Shengan would know about altercations among the Harem women, but he couldn’t possibly tell the Emperor. Thus, Zhao Junyao was completely unaware of the incident.

Upon hearing Zhao Junyao’s question, Xia Ruqing felt as if her grievances had found an outlet. Her almond-shaped eyes instantly misted over, her expression so aggrieved it looked as if tears could be wrung from it.

Zhao Junyao saw this, and his lips curled slightly.

Xia Ruqing wasn’t overthinking it.

So, with her head bowed, she said, "Your Majesty, a Palace Maid of Hu Liyi beat Zi Yue."

After a moment of thought, she added, "The Empress has already ruled to send the Palace Maid who hit her to the Laundry Bureau, but I still feel aggrieved!"

"Oh?" Zhao Junyao raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of a smile appearing on his lips.

"Come here!" He reached out to her.

Xia Ruqing bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then threw herself into his arms. "Your Majesty!"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, refusing to look up, her eyes brimming with aggrieved tears.

Zhao Junyao was somewhat taken aback.

"Sit up straight!" He carried Xia Ruqing from the chair to the edge of the bed. Patting her back, he had her sit properly in his embrace.

"MM!" Xia Ruqing murmured in response.

Zhao Junyao rubbed her head, his lips curved in a smile. "Consort Yun hasn’t managed to bully you, so how did Hu Liyi manage it? She bullied you, and you couldn’t bully her in return?"

Xia Ruqing felt aggrieved and somewhat indignant. "She’s too domineering; I’m no match for her. Besides, she hit me, and I couldn’t hit her back!"

"HMM! You have a point!" Zhao Junyao nodded. "But hasn’t the Empress already issued a punishment? Are you still not appeased? You should know, the Laundry Bureau in the palace is no pleasant place!" Zhao Junyao patted her back, asking with great interest.

"I know the Laundry Bureau is not a good place!" Xia Ruqing suddenly looked up, her tear-filled eyes meeting Zhao Junyao’s gaze. "But Your Majesty, why is it that no matter how hard I try, people still bully me? Are all my efforts in vain?!"

This question had plagued her for three days.

Zhao Junyao was also caught off guard by this question. He squinted, lost in thought, rhythmically patting her back as one would soothe a child. After a while, he suddenly lowered his head. "Qingqing, don’t dwell on such nonsense. I am here! Don’t learn from them. Just be yourself and be good. I am aware."