Chapter 221

Chapter 221

Su Yi put on a weak smile, silently thinking to herself, "Only a ghost would be sick."

Su Yi struggled as if trying to get up, and Qinxin had already stepped forward to steadily support her.

With almost no effort from Su Yi, Qinxin helped her sit up halfway against the headboard, thoughtfully placing a soft pillow behind her back.

Once Su Yi found a comfortable position, she raised her hand to press her temples, seemingly trying to recall something.

She looked confused and spoke uncertainly, "But how come... I have no memory of it at all?"

After a pause, she glanced around and asked, "Why isn't Yun Hua here?"

Good, deflect the question.

You gotta know how to throw the question back, letting the other person answer, and then deduce the situation based on their response.

The furnishings around her, though luxurious and intricate, were clearly not from her own palace.

She wasn't recuperating in Yonghe Palace but had been moved here instead.

Could it be that, on the surface, 'Rong Noble Consort' was no more, but in reality, she had been relocated to another place to 'recuperate,' with someone assigned to 'care' for her, which was actually a form of control?

The strong medicinal smell seemed to contain something to induce sleep.

First, remove the uncertainty, then control it, and make a final decision based on the situation—this seemed very much like something Kangxi would do.

Su Yi wasn't overthinking; no Emperor is naive.

Moreover, regardless of their personality, they all shared a common trait: they were particularly concerned about personal safety.

As Su Yi subtly checked her condition, she knew that if that person had indeed tampered with her, the chances of her easily discovering it were slim.

What exactly was the intention behind sending her back? Surely it wasn't out of pity for her wandering soul with no body to inhabit. That would be a joke.

Su Yi lowered her gaze to look at the patterns on the quilt, appearing extremely focused. The white silk robe she wore made her look as fragile as if she could shatter with a touch.

Hearing the question, Qinxin, as if prepared, calmly and softly replied,

"Your Highness, you've been out cold these past few days, waking only briefly before falling back asleep after taking medicine. You cannot be left alone.

This illness has dragged on for two months, and you've been awake for very little of it, so it's no wonder Your Highness doesn't remember.

The Emperor, worried about you, had you moved to Qianqing Palace to recover. As for Yun Hua, she has remained in Yonghe Palace to manage affairs and keep things from going south."

After all, with the mistress of Yonghe Palace ill and not recuperating there, over time, the maids and eunuchs below would inevitably become restless and uneasy.

A chief maid alone might not be enough, as the mistress was accustomed to using maids. Yun Hua, the chief maid, could handle things for now and stabilize the situation, preventing major disruptions.

That sounded reasonable enough for why Yun Hua, the personal chief maid, was not by her side.

Qinxin went on to explain what had happened since Su Yi fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, she set the medicine bowl on the tray, preparing to take it away, and added, "The doc said once you're up and better, we'll switch up the meds."

The medicine had been brought over, but now that Su Yi had woken up, the untouched medicine was being taken away. Before Su Yi could ask, a reason was already given.

"Hmm," Su Yi murmured faintly, indicating she understood and had no intention of pressing further. She looked listless and weak, leaning against the soft pillow as if speaking had drained her energy, and now she needed to rest.

After all, the reason was obvious—she was sick.

Two months—no wonder her body felt as if it had been lying in a coffin for too long, stiff and immobile, as if it had been lying flat for ages.

"Water."

Qinxin said nothing more and quickly turned to fetch a cup of warm water with a small spoon inside. She then used the spoon to feed Su Yi water, followed by gently wiping her mouth with a soft cloth, showing great care and attention.

Noticing Su Yi's weariness, Qinxin gently helped her lie back down, adjusted the blanket before stepping outside the screen to wait, ready to respond promptly to any sign of movement.

Of course, this could also mean surveillance.

Su Yi was indifferent; it wasn't as if this hadn't happened before. Asking Qinxin was just a formality.

No matter how reasonable the explanation, it was just something to listen to. What was said to her was entirely dictated by someone behind the scenes. If they didn't want her to know, Su Yi wouldn't hear a word more.

But there are always ways. Going against the grain wasn't new to her, and being caught red-handed was usually unexpected.

For instance, this time, after being exposed, she had planned not to return. Her connection to this body had been severed, and she no longer needed to stay confined in the imperial city.

Rather than returning to deal with the body's abnormal condition, it would have been better to just 'die' naturally.

After shaking off that person, she could have wandered around, waited, and eventually found a recently deceased body to use temporarily.

But now... she was back again!!

Su Yi clenched her fists, wanting to pound the bed, but she couldn't. She was supposed to be weak and lacking strength, not even enough energy to pound the bed.

Vigorously pounding the bed was not allowed.

Given the circumstances, it was better to just let things be.

She would deal with it when Kangxi arrived.

With this thought, Su Yi folded her hands in front of her, closed her eyes peacefully, and began to quietly regulate her breathing. She circulated her spiritual energy throughout her body, which alleviated the stiffness and rigidity, as if she had returned to a pile of problems that had to be dealt with, or else she wouldn't be comfortable.

During this time, Kangxi never appeared. Logically, after such a long time, and being in the Qianqing Palace, right under his nose, Su Yi's 'awakening' should have been quickly known to Kangxi.

But Kangxi's figure was nowhere to be seen.

Su Yi had already woken up once, eaten, and even after washing up and changing clothes, she lay back down, about to enter a second sleep.

It was said that Kangxi, who was worried about her illness and had specifically placed her in the Qianqing Palace to recuperate, hadn't shown up at all.

Su Yi: ....This is quite careless.

You really know how to show concern.

Su Yi held on for a while, thinking that she should at least show some expectation for Kangxi's arrival.

Fifteen minutes later...

The woman who had just been lying on the bed with her eyes open was now breathing evenly, lying quietly with her eyes closed.

She wasn't sleeping; she just felt too tired to keep her eyes open, and staring blankly wasn't helping.

Just as she was sleeping soundly, a scorching body suddenly pressed against her from behind.

A strong arm followed, wrapping around her slim waist.

Instantly, the small gap between them disappeared.

The man lowered his head, burying his chin in her neck, taking deep breaths, like a dog sniffing out a scent.

His stubble pricked her smooth skin, making her slightly uncomfortable.

His warm breath brushed her skin, tickling and tingling.

She couldn't help but twist her neck, wanting to move away slightly.

This sudden move truly startled Su Yi.

She almost instinctively locked his throat and threw him off!

If it weren't for the familiar scent, she would have thrown him against the wall, stuck there.

Su Yi twisted her neck, ready to turn around.

But the strong arm tightened its grip, daring to inch closer, rubbing his stubble against her.

The man chuckled, chasing after her as she tried to create some distance, his breath from his nose seeming to carry a scorching heat.

Her loose silk robe gradually loosened during their little chase.

In sight was a dazzling white.

The air inside the curtain seemed to grow sticky.

"Ah... um..."

A slightly suppressed female voice broke the quiet night.

It turned out that the man, who had been buried in her neck, suddenly bit down after sniffing.

This unexpected move caused her to let out a half-suppressed, half-gasping sound.

Like a dog finally getting a bone, he clung to her and started gnawing, urgent and slightly rough.

Su Yi was a bit annoyed. Wasn't it too much to keep biting the same place?

She no longer pretended to be delicate and weak, directly turning around to punch him.

Hearing his muffled groan, she was satisfied, thinking he was somewhat awake now.

She was about to get up to find a cloth to wipe her sticky, uncomfortable neck, and then come back to talk.

What was he doing all day, only to launch a sudden attack at night?

Just as she got up a bit, she was grabbed by the arm and pulled back, pressed down firmly.

The man, who had just taken a small punch and groaned, not only didn't restrain himself but seemed even more excited.

He reached out to pull her close, clinging to her again, and in a matter of moments, their clothes were stripped away.

He nibbled her ear and whispered "Concubine," his voice rough with desire.

Then, seemingly because he received no response, he continued to mumble "Concubine" several times.

He seemed desperate for a response, making it all the more tormenting.

Su Yi, her ears aching, had no choice but to respond, letting out a couple of irritated grumbles.

Only then was her ear released, but other parts of her were quickly claimed.

In the dimly lit room, the flickering candlelight cast wildly swaying shadows.

Clothes were strewn across the soft carpet, a chaotic mess.

White robes lay tangled with bright yellow ones, and not far away, a small undergarment with its straps torn lay.

One sock lay discarded by the foot of the bed.

The other sock dangled from her foot, swaying precariously, occasionally slipping out from under the curtain, ready to drop.

Her other foot, bare, bore several bite marks of varying depths on its pale, thin skin, the blue veins faintly visible.

Finally, the dangling sock fell as her foot suddenly tensed.

The night had been a whirlwind of chaos.

The man had been overwhelmingly passionate, as if he had been pent up for too long.

They had been at it nearly all night, which was hardly healthy.

In a haze, someone cleaned her up, and Su Yi drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up again, the person lying beside her was gone.

Despite having just changed into fresh silk pants, they still felt soiled, making Su Yi reluctant to go back to sleep.

She called for someone to come in and attend to her. When she took off her clothes, the dense marks on her body were quite shocking; there wasn't a palm-sized clean spot anywhere.

Su Yi, who usually thought her skin was thick and wouldn't blush easily, couldn't help but feel a bit warm in the face at this moment.