Chapter 15: Secrets

Chapter 15: Secrets

Since the night of the attempted service, when Lu Changping inadvertently offended the tyrant, the tyrant truly hasn't visited Yi Xiao Palace to see him for several days.

Lu Changping thought that without the tyrant's visits, he could enjoy peaceful days alone in the palace.

Unexpectedly, the day after the tyrant left, a group of eunuchs and servants came bearing various Buddhist scriptures, historical texts, and teachings for women, seeking him out.

According to the head eunuch, the tyrant wished for him to spend an entire month in seclusion, copying texts within the palace. After a month, the tyrant would personally check on his progress.

Lu Changping casually flipped through the densely packed characters on those books, feeling his world spinning. He had merely accidentally torn a piece of the tyrant's undergarment, yet the tyrant intended to cripple his hands in retaliation.

It's no exaggeration to say that if he were to follow the tyrant's orders and copy books behind closed doors for a month, the workload would be no less than four to five times the amount of memorandums he dealt with on a daily basis in Nan Chu.

Back in Nan Chu, tired from drafting memorandums, he could still find solace in petting cats or going out for leisure walks with Zhao Ping. Yet, in the palace of Bei Wei, he had no choice but to endure the tyrant's mood swings.

What infuriated him even more was the fact that he, a man, was expected to learn female teachings and admonitions, something even Zhao Ping deemed unworthy of attention!

With that time, he would rather sneak into the library of Bei Wei's palace to steal some military books to read.

Yet, Lu Changping was not one to be manipulated by the tyrant. It took him only an hour to come up with a countermeasure.

After dinner, he ordered Ji Yue to gather all the illiterate eunuchs and maids of lowly birth in Yi Xiao Palace to the courtyard.

If any of these palace servants wished to learn to read and write, he would personally teach them during this month.

Even back in Nan Chu, he had heard from the palace servants around him that most eunuchs and maids in the palace were illiterate.

Therefore, the few who were literate were highly sought after in the palace, monopolizing lucrative positions in various departments and even serving in esteemed positions directly before the emperor.

In other words, literacy was a necessary skill for climbing the ranks within the palace.

Lu Changping was not surprised to find that, after all his efforts, quite a number of people remained in the courtyard.

The textbooks he used to teach the palace servants to read and write were selected from the easier and more understandable books given by the tyrant.

The task of copying books naturally became the daily homework for these eunuchs and maids.

And Lu Changping, only needing to casually transcribe some of the Buddhist scriptures sent by the tyrant during his utmost boredom, would be able to complete the task of copying books within the deadline set by the tyrant.

Ironically, the tyrant giving him Buddhist scriptures was quite mocking.

Despite the tyrant himself being far from achieving purity and detachment, he used the scriptures to remind him to "purify his mind and reduce desires," and not to take off people's clothes anymore...

As if he ever willingly wanted to strip the tyrant of his clothes!

Lu Changping had been in Yi Xiao Palace for more than half a month, initially enjoying a rather leisurely time. However, the tyrant's visits had noticeably increased lately.

Each visit was under the pretense of the Emperor showing sympathy for the hard work Lu Consort had put into copying books, bringing various items for eating, drinking, and entertainment.

A few days ago, it was a set of exquisitely made white jade tea utensils; yesterday, it was fresh bayberries urgently sent from a thousand miles away in Nan Chu.

The most outrageous was today, when the tyrant sent three sika deer, instructing the servants to tie them in the courtyard for Lu Consort's enjoyment.

The tyrant's actions were so high-profile that rumors of "the Emperor favoring only Lu Consort" spread throughout the harem of Bei Wei.

People even unanimously believed that it was Lu Consort who was acting aloof and unreachable, refusing to serve actively after the first night under the guise of copying scriptures. It was only after that night that the tyrant, having developed a taste, began to shower Lu Consort with attentions...

More damagingly, this rumor spread not only among the palace servants who had never seen him but even Ji Yue, the maid who had always been by his side, believed it to be true.

After learning about this version of the rumor from Ji Yue, Lu Changping wanted nothing more than to give a good beating to the person who described his relationship with the tyrant in the style of a romance novel.

To hell with developing a taste!

Just by looking at Xie Xuan Yuan's attitude of preserving his purity, how could he possibly do what the rumors described?

However, Ji Yue had been sent away early by the tyrant that night, naturally unaware of what actually happened between the tyrant and her mistress.

Seeing Lu Changping's displeasure, Ji Yue courageously and sincerely advised him:

"Although I do not know what exactly happened between Your Ladyship and His Majesty that night, I truly believe His Majesty is someone worthy of entrusting one's life to. You may find His Majesty has a bad temper and is harsh on people, but His Majesty has always been fair and just in his dealings, clear in rewards and punishments."

At this point, Ji Yue paused, glancing at Lu Changping's expression. Seeing her mistress listening intently without signs of anger, she leaned closer and whispered:

"When I first entered the palace, an old palace maid told me that His Majesty is actually a pitiable person. He lost his mother at the age of twelve and was imprisoned for reasons unknown by the former Emperor. It was not until three years later, after the former Emperor's death, that he was released by the current Empress Dowager... He was then adopted and officially became the Empress Dowager's son, and it is said his name was even changed."

Lu Changping, unexpectedly hearing the secret history of the Bei Wei palace, was instantly intrigued, her bright, peach-blossom eyes widening with interest.

So, the tyrant was once imprisoned by his biological father and is not the Empress Dowager's biological son?

Indeed, this was the first time he had heard someone mention the Empress Dowager since entering the Bei Wei imperial palace. The last time he heard of the Empress Dowager of Bei Wei was during the assassination attempt en route to his marriage...

He had always wanted to know why the Empress Dowager was so displeased with him, a "princess" without any foundation in Bei Wei, eager to eliminate him swiftly.

To avoid leaving evidence, he dipped his finger in some tea water and wrote on the table: "Where is the Empress Dowager now?"

This time, Ji Yue was even more cautious. Checking to ensure no one was around, she softly answered: "The Empress Dowager is not in this palace. A few years ago, His Majesty sent her to recuperate in an outer palace located in the suburbs of Lin City."

It seems the "mother-son relationship" between the Empress Dowager and the tyrant is not harmonious. Having learned of the Empress Dowager's whereabouts, he continued to write on the table: "Do you know what happened in the year when His Majesty was twelve?"

This time, Ji Yue shook her head in confusion, a fearful expression appearing on her face:

"I don't know, and I dare not know. It's said that all those who knew about that year have been eliminated by His Majesty... Even the old maid who told me this is no longer alive."

Hearing this, Lu Changping felt a chill down his spine. During his time with the tyrant, Xie Xuan Yuan, aside from drugging him when he claimed to be "Xie Yan," had not made any excessive moves.

So much so that he almost forgot, Xie Xuan Yuan could truly be a ruthless demon who killed without blinking.

He took the handkerchief Ji Yue offered to clean his hands, then casually wiped away the tea marks on the table.

Ji Yue, sensible and astute, took the initiative to assure: "Your Ladyship, rest assured, I have only spoken these words with you. Please help me keep this secret."

Lu Changping nodded, his gaze lingering on Ji Yue for a moment.

Although the imperial palace of Nan Chu did not have as many intrigues and secret stories as the Bei Wei imperial palace, spending time there naturally developed an indescribable intuition.

In his view, Ji Yue seemed overly enthusiastic today. He wondered whose voice she was echoing.

Nonetheless, understanding more about the tyrant's past could help avoid potential pitfalls.

Recalling the failed attempt at serving in bed, only to be punished instead, Lu Changping couldn't help but ask Ji Yue one last question: "Does His Majesty... usually abstain from women?"

Ji Yue stared at the written words for a long time before she shockingly grasped the implied meaning behind Lu Changping's subtle question.

In the palace, being "abstinent" could only mean one of two things: either a preference for men or being a eunuch.

Was the noble lady asking because His Majesty was exceptionally cold to her? Did nothing happen that night?

Ji Yue turned pale as she recalled and realized that indeed, His Majesty had never stayed over at any concubine's quarters before Lady Lu entered the palace.

She whispered, "His Majesty indeed rarely visited the inner palace before. The concubines chosen by the Empress Dowager never won His Majesty's favor, many have died or gone mad... In my view, no one has caught His Majesty's eye as you have, Your Ladyship."

Lu Changping's expression revealed understanding. So, Xie Yuan was truly indifferent!

He blames me for following the proper protocol for serving in bed when he himself is the one with issues.

Now, the tyrant pretends to dote on him, sending gifts frequently, likely to divert attention and prevent others from suspecting his capabilities...

This "truth" fueled Lu Changping's anger towards the tyrant even more.

An indifferent tyrant scheming to marry his sister clearly had no interest in her beauty but intended direct harm!

Such a twisted scoundrel could only dominate the inner palace because he never faced repercussions from women.

Trapped in Bei Wei as a fact, Lu Changping decided to subdue the tyrant's arrogance under the guise of a woman...

Xie Yuan wants to save face, being indifferent and unwilling for others to know, right?

Then he would openly show affection to the tyrant in front of everyone.

He indeed relishes seeing the tyrant embarrassed yet powerless!

Just as Lu Changping settled on a plan to vex the tyrant, the latter took the initiative to visit.

After lunch, while basking in the sun on a rattan chair in the courtyard, almost dozing off, a palace servant announced the tyrant's approach.

Upon hearing the news, Lu Changping abandoned his nap, sprung up, and headed to the study to pretend to copy scriptures diligently.

Though devoid of any real contrition, for the sake of publicly irking the tyrant soon, he acted the part convincingly.

Dressed in frost-colored palace attire, his appearance was simple, elegant, and gently beautiful. Focused on copying scriptures, he embodied tranquility and grace.

It's hard to imagine such a beauty harboring deadly schemes.

The tactic proved effective; the tyrant slowed his steps upon entering and seeing Lu Changping, his gaze almost glued to him.

Despite feeling the tyrant's intense stare, Lu Changping showed no reaction.

He patiently awaited the tyrant's next move without lifting his head.

Yet, the tyrant stood still at a medium distance, making no move...

Once, the tyrant touched his face, calling him endearingly. Now, he keeps a distance. Had the tyrant grown tired of him so quickly?

Lu Changping stopped writing and offered the tyrant a gentle, tender smile.

This time, Xie Yuan reacted, turning away with a cold huff: "You needn't try so hard to seduce me. I don't share your tastes and won't agree to such absurdities."

Stunned by the accusation, Lu Changping wondered what the tyrant now thought of him. Was a mere smile misconstrued so wildly?

Before he could write a defense, Xie Yuan continued: "Enough. Considering your apparent remorse, I won't hold this against you. I've come to take you out for a walk today."

At this, Lu Changping's eyes sparkled with excitement.

However, his joy soon turned to worry. Knowing Xie Yuan's notorious temperament, could this be another trick?

Thus, as the beauty's mood shifted from joy to concern, he wrote hesitantly: "I appreciate Your Majesty's kindness. But with a month not yet passed, leaving now might bring unwarranted criticism to both of us."

Xie Yuan disliked being considered compassionate. Frowning slightly at Lu Changping's reply, he showed a touch of displeasure:

"Don't misunderstand. I do this not out of care for you, but for the greater good. Even a potted plant needs to be moved outside occasionally for sun and air, to prevent it from getting infested. Taking you out is merely to avoid the trouble of you falling ill."

This was the first time Lu Changping had heard such a novel reason for caring about someone.

Not to mention he was strong and healthy, having seldom been ill from childhood.

Even if he did fall ill, with so many physicians in the North Guard Palace, just calling for a physician as they did for his throat would suffice. Why would the tyrant need to take time out of his busy schedule to personally ensure his well-being, to prevent problems before they arise?

Could it be that although the tyrant disdained his poor taste in bed, he still couldn't let go of him at heart?

Thinking of this possibility, Lu Changping couldn't help but take a few more glances at Xie Xuan Yuan in front of him. If this speculation were true, the tyrant's level of innocence might be beyond his imagination.

However, the tyrant gave him no chance for further pointless probing; with a single command, Lu Changping was escorted out of Yi Xiao Palace, surrounded by numerous palace servants.

Leading the way, the tyrant in front, they headed straight for the Imperial Garden.

……

Bei Wei is located in the north of the continent, where the autumn days are marked by high skies and sparse clouds, and the sun blazes down on the less dense vegetation.

Many of the plants in the Imperial Garden had begun to change color, blending shades of yellow and red together, creating an exceptionally vivid display. For Lu Meiren, it was her first time appreciating the autumn scenery of the north.

In Lu Changping’s memory, the Imperial Garden in the Southern Chu Palace should still be lush at this time of year. By nightfall, the nearby grass would shimmer with the blue light of countless fireflies.

In his younger years, Zhao Ping enjoyed taking him to catch fireflies. Unlike other whimsical and willful children, Zhao Ping would only admire them in a clear crystal jar for a while before releasing them back into the wild.

Lu Changping's thoughts drifted back to Southern Chu, wondering what Zhao Ping was doing at this moment, whether he had adapted to handling the multitude of affairs he had left behind...

Lost in thought, he failed to watch where he was going, not even noticing when the tyrant stopped walking, and ended up bumping into Xie Xuan Yuan’s back.

Xie Xuan Yuan, facing embarrassment in front of everyone from the collision, turned as dark as the bottom of a pot in anger. He couldn’t avoid Lu Changping any longer, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him over to demand:

"You dare to be distracted even when with me? What exactly were you thinking about just now?"

Lu Changping hadn’t anticipated causing such trouble simply by being lost in thought.

Caught by the tyrant by his right wrist, he was in a dilemma, unable to move forward or back, and couldn’t even write if he wanted to, leaving him no choice but to stare down the tyrant at a very close range.

What was an awkward situation became entirely different in the eyes of the onlookers.

A woman in a peach-red dress was approaching from a few hundred steps away, craning her neck towards Lu Changping and the tyrant, and asked the palace servant beside her:

"Do you know who that vixen seducing His Majesty is? How come I've never seen her in the palace before?"

The palace servants beside the princess showed a mix of surprise and fear upon hearing their master daring to call the favored Consort Lu a "vixen."

Finally, a maid serving the princess closely answered: "To inform the princess, that is Consort Lu, newly honored by His Majesty."

Upon hearing this, the princess in the peach-red dress displayed a twisted expression of jealousy and disdain on her face, clearly the title of Consort Lu evoked some unpleasant memories for her.

She was the Empress Dowager's own niece, favored from a young age and early on bestowed with the title of Princess Changle.

However, in recent years, after the Empress Dowager fell from power and was driven out of the capital by Xie Xuan Yuan, that ungrateful wretch, she had no choice but to move out of the palace with her.

But a few days ago, entrusted by the Empress Dowager, Prince Zhao and several key officials personally intervened, strongly persuading His Majesty to take her as his empress.

She thought this return to the palace would allow her to hold her head high, yet today, upon her difficult return, Xie Xuan Yuan treated her with nothing but cold indifference.

Not granting her any official status nor arranging a place for her to stay, she was forced to wander around the Imperial Garden from morning till now with her servants to mask her embarrassment.

Coincidentally, she stumbled upon the tyrant and his favorite consort in a flirtatious scene.

Princess Changle, gritting her teeth while staring at the two figures close together in the distance, said, "What Consort Lu? Isn’t she just the mute princess sent from Southern Chu for marriage? I shall see how long she can remain favored!"

The commotion she made was too loud, and Lu Changping, being a martial artist, quickly noticed someone nearby. Judging by the attire, it seemed to be a member of the royal family.

With the thought of embarrassing the tyrant in public, Lu Changping was not about to let this perfect opportunity slip by.

Glancing at the glaring sun above and then at Princess Changle not far away, he moved forward a few steps along the force pulling his wrist, his body went limp, and he leaned directly into the tyrant's embrace...

Author's note:

Added 3,000 words~

Combined with yesterday's 2,300 for a coherent storyline, so it's all in one chapter~

Apologies for the inconvenience, dear readers. Please clear your cache before viewing. The procrastinating author will continue to send red packets in this chapter throughout tomorrow~