Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law

Imperial Palace.

Zhao Yushu, dressed in a purple low-neck palace skirt, with her thick, green-black hair simply tied into a ponytail, hurried along the veranda with red pillars, her head lowered and expression anxious, heading to her Glazed Palace.

Once far from the Lanxiang Palace, Zhao Yushu slowed her pace from a jog to a brisk walk. Her pale face, tinged with panic, was red and alluring, like the glowing clouds on the horizon.

It was only upon reaching the area of her palace complex that Zhao Yushu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, it was also due to this relaxation that she had the mind to notice other things; her brows slightly furrowed, and that tearing sensation became particularly pronounced with her recent running.

Unable to restrain herself, Zhao Yushu stopped in her tracks, her jade-like hand supporting the wall beside her. The scenes from before she fell asleep last night kept flashing in her mind, persistent and unsettling, while her lustrous eyes revealed a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

Deep within her heart, that shadow belonging to Chu Yi became gradually blurred, and even his features transformed into the image of Chen Mo.

Back when Chu Yi and Zhao Yushu’s relationship did not have any gaps.

Their affection remained sweet.

Chu Yi cherished Zhao Yushu, even in matters of intimacy.

As for Chen Mo, he behaved like a beast, showing no pity in such matters, and trampled on her completely.

Yet because of this, she found these memories deeply engraved and unforgettable.

Especially those tricks Chen Mo employed, ones she had never seen nor heard of, causing a surge in her emotions, mixed with an inexplicable embarrassment and annoyance.

"Noble?"

Just as Zhao Yushu was lost in thought, the palace maid attending her at Glazed Palace happened to come outside, immediately approaching to greet her, showing concern: "Noble, are you alright?"

Seeing this, the maid intended to assist her.

Zhao Yushu waved her hand, slightly flustered and said, "I... I’m fine. Go prepare hot water; I will bathe and change soon."

Though Chen Mo promised to bestow the title of Consort Liu upon her, with the formal decree yet to be issued, she had no official status and could not refer to herself as such.

After hearing "Yes," the maid went to prepare.

Soon, the hot water was ready, and the tub steamed hot, mingling with the scent of petals rising and spreading.

The maid wanted to assist with the bath.

But considering her body was almost entirely covered with red marks, she felt embarrassed and immediately dismissed the maid.

The purple low-neck gown on Zhao Yushu slid down her crystalline snow-like back, revealing her immaculate jade feet gently stepping down the three wooden steps into the tub. Amidst the steaming vapors, a figure resembling white jade submerged into the water.

Zhao Yushu hugged her jade shoulders with both hands, tenderly washing away the sweat and marks left by Chen Mo on her jade neck.

Perhaps it was the gentle touch of the warm water... swirled with warmth, letting Zhao Yushu’s brows relax slowly while both her face and heart felt an indescribable hint, as if she was... reminiscing.

This startled Zhao Yushu.

She felt immensely ashamed.

Oh Zhao Yushu...

How long has it been, and you are already thinking about another man.

With this behavior, how are you any different from him?

Simultaneously, a sense of inexplicable guilt arose within her heart.

If Liang Ji knew Zhao Yushu would have this thought, he would certainly say, "You must be born to be bullied."

What kind of woman is Zhao Yushu?

If it were other women committing mistakes, they might first feel regret and then start blaming others for the errors.

But Zhao Yushu takes all the blame upon herself.

At this moment, a female official stopped behind the pearl curtain of the inner hall and said, "Noble, Your Majesty’s decree has arrived."

Zhao Yushu returned to her senses, stunned for a moment before realizing that it should be her formal investiture as Consort Liu, already fulfilled.

"Ask the messenger eunuch to wait; I... will be right there."

...

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yushu held the decree, watching Jia Yin and the others leave, feeling somewhat dreamlike.

More than a month ago, she was still the Empress of the Emperor of Great Song.

Now, she had already become Consort Liu to the Emperor of Great Wei.

To say that just over a month ago, she never even thought of such a thing, let alone did it.

"Congratulations, Lady. Your Majesty truly favors you; it is said that recently, neither Consort Qing nor Consort Ning received a jade ruyi." The maid expressed her congratulations.

"They... don’t have it?"

Though the jade ruyi was not something very valuable, upon hearing that this object was possessed only by her amongst the consorts, Zhao Yushu inevitably felt a peculiar sense, realizing she was esteemed; her mood became joyful.

"Congratulations, sister."

A voice came from the corner not far away, leading Zhao Yushu to look in the direction, seeing a gracefully alluring figure appearing in view.

Zhao Yushu, puzzled by who it was.

Previously when she bumped into her, she didn’t look carefully.

The maid beside her hurriedly bowed in greeting, "This servant greets Lady Qing."

As a competent maid, remembering the mistresses in the harem is fundamental.

Especially now, when there are only a few mistresses in the harem.

"It’s her..."

A name floated into Zhao Yushu’s mind as she curtsied to Xu Ying, "Yu Shu greets sister."

"Oh,"

Xu Ying showed a smile, the gloom from Lanxiang Palace dissipating entirely, she approached, grasping Zhao Yushu’s delicate hand. Upon seeing the jade ruyi on the tray held by the maid beside, she smiled even more: "Sister truly has good fortune; even sister doesn’t have such a ruyi."

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