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Chapter 824: Startling Heart Mingyu 36

"Today I discovered that porridge can be so delicious."

Mingyu glanced at him in reproach: "Your Majesty always makes fun of me. This is specially prepared by the imperial kitchen. If Your Majesty likes it, I will serve it to you tomorrow..."

"The one I like was fed by Mingyu." Kangxi interrupted her.

"Eat quickly!" Mingyu said with a hint of embarrassment.

She lowered her head, not daring to meet Kangxi's smiling eyes, but the porcelain spoon in her hand did not stop, and she carefully scooped up the porridge and fed it to him.

Kangxi looked at her in front of him, Mingyu's delicate appearance reflected in his clear eyes, and a ripple appeared in his heart, but the tip of his tongue could not help but stir up a bit of playfulness. He opened his mouth to take the porridge, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "What a pity, the porridge is sweet, but it is still not as sweet as Mingyu herself."

Mingyu's hands trembled, and the porcelain spoon almost slipped to the ground. She glared at the high and mighty emperor in front of her, pursed her thin lips, and the blush on her cheeks became more intense.

"Your Majesty can actually say such frivolous words. I cannot bear it."

Kangxi looked at her coquettish expression, his narrow and long phoenix eyes were tinged with an innocent smile, but his tone was still calm with the momentum of an emperor, "I haven't said a word of love for a long time. Today is the first time I said it to my sweetheart, but Mingyu is so perfunctory? I don't know what to do."

Mingyu couldn't help biting her lip and muttered in a low voice, "How can there be an emperor who speaks his love words so confidently..."

Although her voice was soft, the imperial study was unusually quiet, and every word of her voice penetrated into Kangxi's ears.

Kangxi raised his eyebrows, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He leaned closer, lifted Mingyu's slightly lowered face, and asked very seriously: "Oh? Mingyu, do you think my love words are still a little lacking?"

Mingyu was caught off guard by his deep eyes and was immediately speechless, as if even her breath was sucked away by his gaze. She turned her face away, not daring to look him in the face, and just stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon out of boredom.

"Xuanye, I miss my sister..."

Hearing this, Kangxi chuckled and pinched Mingyu's cheek: "Why, I thought that Mingyu only had me in her eyes and heart."

Mingyu was amused by his slightly jealous tone. She gently pushed Kangxi's hand away, slid down from his legs, stood up, walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said with a hint of melancholy, "After my sister married my dear, I rarely see her as often as before. Now that I'm in the palace, although I can often see the emperor, I miss my sister even more."

Kangxi stood up and walked behind her, hugged her from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder: "If Mingyu misses your sister, I will let her enter the palace to accompany you tomorrow, how about it?"

Mingyu turned around and looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with joy. “Really? Your Majesty?”

Kangxi scratched her nose lovingly and said, "Your Majesty, do not joke."

The next day, the Eighth Concubine Guo Luoluo Minghui was ordered to enter the palace. The two sisters had not seen each other for a long time, so naturally they had endless private conversations.

Mingyu held her sister's hand and sat on the soft couch by the window. The midsummer sun shone through the carved window lattices onto the Eighth Concubine Guo Luoluo Minghui, making her pale face even more bloodless.

Her usually dignified and elegant demeanor now revealed a hint of fatigue.

Mingyu frowned and looked at her sister carefully. She couldn't help but ask, "Sister, haven't you had a good rest recently? Why do you look so bad?"

Minghui shook her head slightly and forced a faint smile: "Sister, you are worrying too much. Sister is fine. It's just that there are too many trivial matters in the mansion, which is inevitably tiring."

Mingyu was slightly startled. Although she knew her sister's words were perfunctory, she did not want to ask further questions. She just picked up the hot tea brought by the maid and handed it to her: "Sister, please take care of yourself. If you are tired again, how can the Eighth Master not feel distressed?"

Minghui paused, gently stroked the warm teacup with her fingertips, and lowered her eyes to hide the loneliness that flashed across her eyes.

She sighed softly, with a barely perceptible bitterness in her tone: "Yes, Master Ba... has always treated me very well."

Mingyu keenly caught the strangeness in her sister's tone, and her doubts grew even stronger. She held Minghui's hand and asked softly, "Sister, did Yinsi bully you? Just tell me, even if it's the emperor, I will take care of it for you!"

Minghui burst out laughing when she heard that, but the smile did not reach her eyes, instead it added a hint of bitterness.

"Sister is now an imperial concubine, so she is naturally different from before. She doesn't even call him brother-in-law anymore, which shows that she really holds the emperor in her heart."

Mingyu sensed something strange in her sister's words, and her heart skipped a beat. However, she pretended to smile and said, "What are you talking about, sister? How can the sisterhood between you and me be changed by a mere title? In front of you, I will always be Mingyu."

As she spoke, she took Minghui's arm affectionately and asked softly, "Sister, are you worried about something? Tell me."

Minghui hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping herself, and Mingyu became even more certain in her heart that this matter was most likely related to that little bitch Ruoxi.

She pretended to be angry and pouted: "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

Minghui saw that her sister seemed to be angry, and she couldn't bear it. She held her hand and sighed softly: "Forget it, forget it. I can't hide it from you. It's just that this matter...it's a long story."

Seeing that her sister had given in, Mingyu quickly ordered the maids to serve tea and snacks, and dismissed the attendants. Then she asked softly, "Sister, what happened? Did Ruoxi show off in front of you again?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Minghui's face, and she whispered, "How did you know, sister?"

Mingyu sneered, "Besides her, who else is so bored and acts like a crazy girl all day? What did she say to my sister?"

Minghui took a deep breath and said slowly: "On New Year's Eve, Master Ba...he went to Ruolan's yard, leaving me and Hongwang..."

Her voice became lower and lower, as if she was having trouble speaking.

Mingyu was furious when she heard this and slammed the table: "How can this be! Does Yinsi still have any conscience? It's New Year's Day, why did he abandon you and your widow to go there? Sister, you have been wronged!"

Minghui's eyes were red, tears welled up in them, but she forced herself not to let them fall. She just sighed softly: "Sister, you are a concubine now, you have to be careful with your words and actions. If other people hear this..."

"What are you afraid of!"

Mingyu interrupted her nonchalantly: "Yinsi can do this, so why should I say anything? Sister, you are too virtuous and too tolerant! In my opinion, you should make a scene and let him know how powerful you are!"