coobybook Chapter 91 Lin Qianqian got up early
Chapter 91 Lin Qianqian got up early
Lin Qianqian lay quietly on the bed, the bed curtains swaying gently in the night breeze, as if silently sighing for her sleepless night.
The thought of Murong Qing's lonely yet resolute figure and his eyes filled with pain and helplessness tangled Lin Qianqian's heart. She was moved by Murong Qing's courage in running towards her lover, deeply pitied her inner torment for going against the royal family's wishes, and lamented how difficult it was to reconcile love and family in the palace.
In the deep darkness of the night, Lin Qianqian's mood was like the dappled moonlight outside the window, broken and complex, and she could not calm down for a long time until weariness slowly overwhelmed her, and she gradually fell asleep amidst her tangled thoughts.
I slept soundly through the night, undisturbed by dreams.
Before dawn, with the pitch-black night still tightly shrouding the earth, Lin Qianqian had already slowly woken up. Lying on the couch, her thoughts were instantly occupied by the matter of the concubine's morning greetings that day.
So she slowly rose, her delicate hand waving gently, and ordered the maids to bring hot water and a dressing case. She sat in front of the mirror, first wetting a handkerchief and gently wiping away the lingering drowsiness from her face. Then Xiaodie picked up a horn comb and, from the ends to the roots, smoothed her cascading long hair, each movement exuding elegance and composure.
She carefully selected her pearl and jade hair ornaments, finally choosing a warm and lustrous jade hairpin, which she inserted diagonally into her hair, adding a touch of gentle elegance. She then meticulously painted her eyebrows and eyes, and lightly touched up her lips with rouge. Once her makeup was exquisite and her attire was appropriate, she resembled a blooming flower in spring, dignified and beautiful, before rising to prepare to greet the concubine's greetings.
As dawn broke and the sky was still tinged with a faint, pale white, Lin Qianqian had already arrived outside the main hall with light, graceful steps. She took a deep breath to calm herself before stepping into the hall. Inside, candlelight flickered, casting dappled shadows on the golden brick floor.
Lin Qianqian lowered her head slightly and gracefully bowed. She first curtsied to the Empress Dowager and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, I wish you good health and abundant blessings."
The Empress Dowager nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Then, she turned to the Emperor and bowed in greeting: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects. Long live the Emperor!" The Emperor glanced at her and gently gestured for her to rise.
Finally, Lin Qianqian faced the Empress and performed a solemn kowtow: "Your Majesty, I have met you. Your Majesty is the mother of the nation, and your demeanor is magnificent."
The Empress Dowager sat on her phoenix throne, her gaze gently sweeping over Lin Qianqian. Though her face still bore the slight lingering sleepiness of morning, it couldn't conceal her gentle and respectful nature. She nodded slightly, her face showing approval, and said softly, "Qianqian, you are truly a sensible and courteous child. It's still early, and everyone else is still asleep, yet you have already dressed neatly to pay your respects. Such filial piety and diligence are truly rare." She then gestured for her to sit down in the seat beside her.
At this moment, Su Wan'er and Murong Yi were still fast asleep. Only Lin Qianqian's greetings echoed in the quiet space of the main hall, the sound lingering.
Murong Yi and Su Wan'er, the newlyweds, seemed to be enveloped in endless tenderness, immersed in their own sweet world.
The red candles burned out, the silk curtains hung low, and the two lay tightly embraced, still savoring the passionate lovemaking of the previous night in their deep sleep. An ambiguous yet tranquil atmosphere filled the room, their faces radiating contentment and happiness. They were oblivious to the greetings that had begun outside the hall, as if the world's troubles were completely foreign to them, and only the warmth and peace of being together remained.