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He just realized that the maid resembled Yun'er in some way.
It seemed that he had indeed been missing her too much.
"Since it was sent by San Wangye, you should keep it! Come, accompany me for breakfast!" He pulled Jie Yu into his arms and said loudly with a smile.
In his embrace, Jie Yu smiled brightly.
The two figures gradually disappeared, and Ma Lele finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.
Tears streamed down her face in the next moment.
It turned out that he still didn't recognize her.
No matter how deeply they had once loved each other, in the end, with a change of face, everything else changed as well...
Tian Feiyao was holding Jie Yu at the door when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Why did his heart suddenly ache so much?
He turned around and saw the maid from earlier kneeling on the ground, not knowing what she was doing.
His heart stirred, and for some reason, he wanted to turn back and take a look.
"Your Majesty, let's go! I'm hungry!" Jie Yu noticed his distracted expression and quickly pouted playfully.
Tian Feiyao came back to his senses, looked at the woman in his arms, and nodded thoughtfully, "Let's go, we should leave!"
He felt foolish for inexplicably taking an interest in a maid.
He thought to himself that it was quite amusing.
The disappearance of Ma Lele and Amin eventually reached Tian Feiyao's ears.
Currently, at Dayue Capital, two groups were searching for the whereabouts of these two individuals.
One of the groups was the members of the Dark Night Sect.
Even though Tian Feiyao was currently lost in a world of tenderness, he was still aware of the significant commotion caused by his subordinates.
"Qingyun, who exactly are Amin and this person named Ma Lele?" He looked at Luo Qingyun and asked with confusion.
"Uh, I actually don't know either, but I was entrusted to find out!" Luo Qingyun replied honestly.
"Entrusted by whom?" Suspicion filled Tian Feiyao's eyes.
"A woman!"
"Don't you know that she is the wife of Wen Shaojun and the son left behind by his former wife?" Tian Feiyao exploded in anger, upset that Luo Qingyun had kept such important information from him.
"Senior Brother, I really didn't know. If I had known it was related to Wen Shaojun, I would have definitely told you!" Luo Qingyun was taken aback; he never expected that Hua Nongying had any connection to Wen Shaojun...
Moreover, he hadn't asked many questions that day.
He only inquired briefly about her appearance, nothing more.
Seeing his expression, it didn't seem like he was lying. Tian Feiyao finally relaxed his demeanor. "Go investigate! After all, Wen Shaojun is a guest. If anything happens to his family in our Dayue, we must fulfill our duty as hosts!"
Luo Qingyun nodded and respectfully exited.
Tian Feiyao watched the figure leaving, a glint flashing in his eyes. Moments later, a shadow stood before him.
"What has Azure Dragon been up to lately?" he asked coldly.
"Azure Dragon has also been looking for someone recently!"
"Looking for the woman who claimed to be Consort Yun at Palace Gate that day?"
"Yes." The person seemed slightly surprised, curious as to why Lord was aware of this.
Tian Feiyao's lips curled into a cold smile; indeed, these two had deceived him. "Continue to follow them and report any news immediately!"
At this moment, he felt a surge of joy in his heart, quickly followed by a wave of anger!
Yun'er was indeed not dead!
Since those two refused to admit it, he would see what they were truly up to!
Imperial Garden.
The sunlight was exceptionally bright that day. At noon, Jie Yu took the Maid for a walk, leaving Ma Lele alone in Zhaoyang Palace.
She busied herself with various trivial tasks, feeling utterly bored.
Cleaning, watering plants, making snacks.
She was so busy that she wished she could grow two more hands. There was no choice; if she stopped for even a moment, she couldn't help but think of that person and her current awkward situation!
She didn't want to think; she wanted to think of nothing at all!
In the vast Zhaoyang Palace, she was the only one left; everyone else had slipped out to have fun.
At that moment, a sound of footsteps slowly echoed through the hall.
Ma Lele, who was cleaning in the inner room, hurried out, thinking it was Jie Yu returning.
However, when she ran out and took a look, she was stunned.
It was Tian Feiyao!
Suppressing her wildly racing heart, she lowered her head and went to brew a cup of tea.
Tian Feiyao looked at her and asked softly, "Where is Consort Hong?"
After asking, he noticed Ma Lele standing there in a daze and couldn't help but laugh, "I forgot you can't speak!"
His smile almost drove Ma Lele to the brink of despair.
Feeling a pang in her heart, she suddenly dashed back into the inner room and took out a piece of paper and a pen!
Tian Feiyao watched her with mild surprise, his gaze fixed on her.
Ma Lele carefully wrote something on the paper and then handed it to Tian Feiyao.
It read: In response to the Emperor's inquiry, Consort Hong has gone for a walk in the Imperial Garden!
Tian Feiyao looked at the handwriting, and a glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head to look at the woman standing before him, his gaze icy. "Who exactly are you?" The handwriting was identical to what Yun'er had written before.
Under Tian Feiyao's penetrating gaze, Ma Lele felt an indescribable mix of an Eunuch ty and joy. She picked up the pen again and wrote: I am just a servant girl; due to my poor family background, I sold myself into servitude. I never expected to be sent to the palace to serve the Consort.
Tian Feiyao felt a slight melancholy; in this world, similar handwriting was not particularly strange.
There were even people who looked exactly alike.
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Take me to the Imperial Garden to find Hong Fei!"
Ma Lele was slightly taken aback. Tian Fei Nuo had instructed her not to leave Zhaoyang Palace.
But...
She gritted her teeth and nodded.
The two walked one after the other. As Tian Feiyao observed her walking, a hint of doubt flashed through his mind but quickly faded. Aside from the handwriting and silhouette, this person bore no resemblance to Yun'er at all.
The master and servant arrived at the Imperial Garden.
It was bustling with activity; Hong Fei, Consort Li, and several other Consorts were all gathered there.
Upon seeing the Emperor's arrival, everyone hurriedly welcomed him.
Ma Lele looked at those familiar faces and sighed inwardly. How long had it been since they last met? Why did it feel like a century had passed!
In fact, Tian Feiyao's Harem was not very large.
He was not a man who indulged in women; it was always just a few women coming and going.
"How did you come out of Zhaoyang Palace?"
While Ma Lele was lost in thought, Hong Fei suddenly looked at her with piercing eyes and spoke.
Ma Lele raised her head in surprise, unsure of how to explain herself.
Beside her, Tian Feiyao spoke calmly, "It was I who asked her to bring me to find you!"
Upon hearing this, the Consorts present looked at Jie Yu with envy.
Ma Lele felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. She had always thought she hated Tian Feiyao. Even seeing him favor another woman didn't seem like a big deal. But now, she realized how much it hurt.
She felt pain for herself and for Tian Feiyao.
In truth, knowing that he loved her was enough!
Jie Yu's face flushed with shyness, and she found it difficult to say anything further.
"Why are all of you sisters chatting so happily here?" At that moment, a voice suddenly interrupted.
"Consort Hui, you have come too!" Tian Feiyao said lightly upon seeing the newcomer.
Ma Lele recognized that familiar voice and her heart skipped a beat. She looked up and instantly turned pale—Consort Hui, Yunxin?
It turned out that after she left, he had conferred the title of Consort upon her best friend!
Thinking of this, she fiercely pinched her palm, hoping the sharp pain would bring her back to reality.
Yunxin saw Tian Feiyao and a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes as she respectfully greeted him, "This humble servant pays her respects to Your Majesty!"
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