The Captive Consort's Tale - Chapter 45: It Really Is Father Emperor

Just as Mingruo was in a state of great turmoil, a palace maid asked from outside the beaded curtain, "Miss, Miss, are you awake?"
Mingruo was startled and hurriedly said, "You are not allowed to come in!" As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain and a dryness in her throat.
The palace maids immediately knelt down in fear: "We dare not, please spare our lives, young lady!"
"...What's wrong?" Mingruo covered her mouth and coughed lightly, trying her best to make her voice sound normal.
"Reporting to Miss, the sun has already set. We saw that you were still unconscious and wondered if you needed our services, so we came in without being summoned. Please forgive us!"
Mingruo breathed a sigh of relief: "It's alright, you can get up for now."
"Thank you, young lady."
"Has the sun already set?" Mingru blinked her large purple eyes and turned to look out the window. She could only see stars in the night sky, indicating that it was already close to night. She didn't know how long she had slept.
Her fair, jade-like hands pulled the blanket up, concealing the unsightly marks on her body. Mingruo said softly, "You may all leave for now. Also, have someone bring in bathwater; I need to clean myself. And... find someone to tidy up the bed and replace all the bedding with new ones."
"Yes," the palace maids replied respectfully. "Miss, shall we serve dinner?"
Mingruo hesitated for a moment: "After I've cleansed myself."
"Yes, ma'am, we'll take our leave." Knowing that the young lady didn't like being helped with dressing, the palace maids leaped out of the palace gate, leaving Mingruo time to get dressed.
As soon as she stepped out of the palace gate, Eunuch An, who was guarding the entrance, rushed up to greet her. The palace maids hurriedly bowed and inquired about her well-being. He flicked his whisk and asked anxiously, "Has the young lady woken up yet?"
"Eunuch An, how did you know the young lady had woken up?" one of the palace maids asked curiously.
"We and the other ladies went in just in time; the young lady had just woken up!"
“How would I know… I’ve been in this palace for fifty years, and I’ve watched the current emperor grow up. What wouldn’t I know?” Eunuch An snorted first, then quickly asked, “Did the young lady say anything?”
"The young lady needs to be cleaned, and we must clean the bed and replace it with a new one." A slightly older palace maid asked bravely, "Eunuch An, did the Emperor... did the Emperor favor the young lady?!"
Eunuch An glared at her: "You have no sense of propriety! If the Emperor were to favor the young lady, would he just leave her alone like this?"
"That?"
"Well, what kind of question is this?" An Gonggong flicked his whisk and snorted again. "Go and prepare bath water for the young lady, so I can go back and report to the Emperor. Oh, and—don't tell the young lady that the Imperial Kitchen specially prepared this for her. Just say that dinner was hot leftovers, understand?"
The young palace maid clearly couldn't understand this behavior: "Why is this? The Emperor treats you so well, why doesn't he let you know that the Emperor specially ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare your dinner again and again, throwing it away and remaking it when it got cold until you woke up?"
"What does this little brat know?" Eunuch An glared at the young palace maid, who shrank back and retreated into the group of maids. Then he snorted, "Serve the young lady well, treat her like the Emperor, understand?"
"yes!"
"Oh, right, you haven't forgotten what I just told you, have you?" After taking two steps, Eunuch An turned back as if he had just remembered something. "You have to pretend to be casual when you talk to the young lady, understand? You absolutely cannot say anything you shouldn't, and you absolutely cannot let the young lady know that you told her on purpose, understand?"
"Don't worry, Your Excellency, we've got it." The head maid performed a courtly salute, and only then did Eunuch An feel a little relieved.
"Then I've gone back to report to the Emperor. You must serve the young lady well, you must serve her well, understand?" He was still worried and repeatedly gave these instructions.
He continued listening until he felt he had grown tired of it all, then flicked his whisk and left with a graceful, cat-like gait.
"What is this girl's background? Even Eunuch An, the emperor's favorite, is being so careful around her?" One of the palace maids asked curiously, voicing the question that everyone wanted to know.
Another palace maid shrugged: "Who knew? The young lady is so beautiful. If I were a man, the first thing I would do if I got such a beauty would be to build a prison cell and lock her up, never letting her out for the rest of her life, and never letting anyone see her."
"Pfft—" A series of bursts of laughter.
"It's a pity you're a girl; you don't have that kind of luck after all."
"Alright, alright, everyone, stop talking nonsense, be careful not to be overheard." The head maid sighed. "As servants, all we need to do is serve our mistress well, nothing else matters. I'll go in and make the bed for the young lady. Everyone, if you're tired, go to sleep first, but the sisters on night watch, don't fall asleep."
The palace maids responded and then went to sleep.
Mingruo sat upright in the water, and the rising heat washed away much of the soreness in her body. Apart from the severe discomfort between her legs, she felt fine anywhere else.
She leaned over the edge of the bathtub, her deep purple eyes gazing into the distance, lost in thought. Through the screen, she could clearly see a palace maid in a pink palace dress making the bed. After hesitating for a long time, Mingruo quietly asked, "Is the defense of Zhuohua Palace very strong? Could there be assassins or thieves sneaking in?"
The palace maid was taken aback, then quickly turned around and knelt on the ground: "Reporting to Miss, Zhuohua Palace is more heavily guarded than the Emperor's palace because of your residence. There is absolutely no way anyone could get in! We guard the palace gates every day, and we don't even dare to let a fly in to disturb your peace."
Mingruo bit her pink lips and asked again, "Are you sure?"
"This servant is certain."
"Then...then..." Mingruo didn't know what to ask anymore. Although she had a vague idea in her heart, she couldn't believe it, because it was just too outrageous, so outrageous that it was simply impossible! "Has His Majesty lost anything recently? For example, the writing brushes in the Imperial Study, were they stolen by thieves?"
The palace maid shook her head: "Miss, are you joking? The Imperial Study houses the Imperial Seal of the State. How could anyone possibly get in so easily? The Imperial Guards are all highly skilled in martial arts; there's no way a thief could get in!"
...So, that wolf-hair brush that was inserted into her private parts...was it really her father's, and not stolen and used by someone else?!
Mingruo was somewhat dazed. She stretched out her arm, staring blankly at the marks covering her entire body—a patchwork of red and purple, clearly the marks left intentionally by the person who stole her perfume. Why? What was that person trying to tell her?!
Just as she was lost in thought, the palace maid spoke again: "When the Emperor came to see you this afternoon, you were still taking a nap. We servants dared not stop him, but the Emperor truly dotes on you. When he left, he specifically instructed us not to disturb your rest..." Mingruo could no longer hear what she said after that.
All she knew was that the man who had humiliated her was indeed her father, the Emperor she so deeply admired and revered. The current Emperor of the Great An Dynasty—Emperor Xu Li!

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