latelenovela Chapter 1104 Shen Zhinian’s Show of Power
Chapter 1104 Shen Zhinian’s Show of Power
The mutton-fat white jade feels warm to the touch, and the cloud-like flocculent texture inside flows in the sunlight, adding a touch of coolness and nobility.
The hall was extremely quiet, with only the subtle sound of ash occasionally falling from the incense burner.
Fuqiu walked in lightly, holding a smooth jade tray in her hand.
In the center of the tray, there lay quietly a half-palm-sized, polished ivory waist plate with a few small words "Lu Shenshi Nanqiao" clearly engraved on the plate.
"Miss."
Fuqiu's voice was very low, but every word clearly broke the silence in the room: "The eldest lady handed in a card to the palace to ask for an audience."
Shen Zhinian's fingertips that were fiddling with the jade bracelet paused slightly.
coming.
Faster than she expected.
Liu Shixiu, that poisonous snake, can actually drive its prey.
Shen Zhinian raised his eyes, but his gaze did not fall on the waist badge. Instead, he looked over Fuqiu's shoulder and towards the golden chrysanthemums in full bloom in the courtyard outside the window.
The gaze was distant, as if it penetrated the scenery in front of it and fell on some place farther.
A very faint smile, like the first layer of thin ice condensing on the lake in early winter, slowly appeared on the corners of Shen Zhinian's beautiful lips. The smile did not reach her eyes, but instead made her charming fox eyes even more deep and unfathomable.
"Ah……"
Shen Zhinian sneered, with undisguised sarcasm in her tone: "This good sister of mine is even more obedient than the dog in Duke Dingguo's mansion."
Fuqiu stood with her head lowered, understanding what he meant.
Your Majesty is right.
Shen Zhinian's gaze finally fell on the ivory waist plaque.
Her fingertips stopped playing with the jade bracelet and tapped the smooth armrest of the couch, making a soft tapping sound with a lazy, almost playful rhythm.
"Since she is so eager to show her loyalty, let her come tomorrow afternoon. I want to see what new tricks she is going to perform this time."
When saying this, Shen Zhinian deliberately emphasized the word "afternoon" and dragged out his tone.
Afternoon is neither the solemnity of the morning nor the intimacy of the evening. It is a time that is neither up nor down, and is somewhat careless, even negligent.
"Yes, ma'am."
Fuqiu understood what he meant and agreed immediately, then she left silently with the tray in her hand.
Silence returned to the hall, the smoke from the agarwood still curling up.
Shen Zhinian leaned back on the soft pillow, his fingertips touching the cold jade bracelet on his wrist again, but the cold smile on his lips did not fade away, but deepened a little.
The afternoon was long enough for her impatient sister to wait anxiously outside the palace gate for a while.
The more anxious and anxious Shen Nanqiao is, the more eager he is to succeed, and the more he will act out his regrets in front of her.
More and more...full of loopholes!
……
On that night in late autumn, the chill was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, silently seeping into the backyard of the Lu residence.
Inside the bed, Shen Nanqiao curled up in the cold quilt, stroking the shiny and slightly cool ivory waist badge over and over again with his fingertips.
The few small words "Lu Shenshi Nanqiao" on the card glowed with a faint cold light under the thin moonlight coming in from the window.
Bai Ri Fuqiu's calm words "Her Majesty has approved. Madam Lu, please come to see her tomorrow afternoon" sounded no less than the sound of heaven to Shen Nanqiao!
That bitch Shen Zhinian was finally deceived by her pitiful look of sudden remorse!
She finally pried open the iron-clad palace gate!
Shen Nanqiao's bright face twisted into an arc of excitement in the shadows.
"Xiu Lang..."
She murmured softly, with an almost coquettish tremor, and her fingertips subconsciously reached for the brocade quilt beside her.
empty.
Shen Nanqiao felt like someone had poured a basin of ice water on him.
The pillow was cold, and only a faint scent of fragrance remained between the bedding after last night's madness.
Xiu Lang had already left, like a short and burning dream.
A huge feeling of loss loomed over him, completely washing away the little joy in Shen Nanqiao's heart.
All her excitement suddenly had no place to vent, and it was stuck in her chest, weighing heavily.
Shen Nanqiao could only hold the badge tightly.
The hard edges dug deep into her palm, bringing sharp pain, which barely suppressed the sore sob in her throat.
Xiu Lang is not here.
This progress, which she had achieved by exhausting all her efforts and enduring excruciating humiliation, was shared with no one.
Shen Nanqiao didn't even know when he fell into a deep sleep.
The next day.
She sat in front of the dressing table, her pale but carefully painted face reflected in the diamond-shaped mirror.
Shen Nanqiao deliberately chose the most simple and elegant dress, and pinned only a silver hairpin in her hair, making sure to play the role of a woman who had just recovered from an illness and was free of all worldly desires to the extreme.
Luoluo carefully straightened her clothes, not daring to breathe.
She felt that the lady's eyes today were as deep as two bottomless cold pools...
"Let's go."
Shen Nanqiao was very satisfied with her outfit today and got up to go out.
The wheels of the car rolled through the cold streets of the capital in late autumn. When they arrived at the towering palace gate, the sun had already set slightly in the west. It was the afternoon time that Shen Zhinian had approved.
The vermilion palace gate towers into the clouds, standing silently under the high, clear sky of late autumn.
The imperial guards holding halberds on both sides wore distinctive armor and had eyes as sharp as eagles, scanning every figure coming in and out with silent pressure.
Shen Nanqiao helped Luoluo get out of the car and handed her the badge.
The guard at the gate checked and confirmed that everything was correct, but did not let her in immediately as she expected. He just nodded expressionlessly and motioned for her to wait on the side.
At first, Shen Nanqiao was still able to maintain a respectful and calm appearance, standing with his head bowed in the huge shadow of the palace gate.
The wind in the late autumn afternoon has brought a biting chill, penetrating into the collar and cuffs.
Time passed by bit by bit, and occasionally palace servants would pass by hurriedly holding objects on the palace road. Those curious, inquisitive, or contemptuous gazes were like fine needles, silently piercing Shen Nanqiao's tried-to-be-upright dignity...
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...
Half an hour passed...
The sun's shadow lengthened silently at her feet, and the chill crept up along the soles of her feet, making Shen Nanqiao's fingertips numb from the cold.
Green radish was trembling slightly beside.
Shen Nanqiao's straight back began to stiffen, and his forced calmness shattered into pieces like dead leaves blown by the cold wind.
The feeling of humiliation was like a cold vine, wrapping around her heart, tightening more and more.
She clenched her hands tightly under her wide sleeves. Her nails dug deep into her palms, causing piercing pain, and she barely suppressed the question and roar that was about to burst out!
Shen Zhinian did it on purpose!
Deliberately use this long wait to trample on her! Remind her!
Even if Shen Zhinian gave her the qualification to enter the palace, in Shen Zhinian's eyes, she could still be manipulated at will!
Just when Shen Nanqiao felt that the string of his reason was about to break, a burst of brisk footsteps finally came from inside the palace gate.
A figure dressed in light green palace dress appeared in the shadow of the doorway and walked out with light steps.