Chapter 105 Onset

"Chen Hong?"

Upon hearing Ling’Er’s words, Zhao Fujin was initially taken aback, then her pretty face turned slightly red, and a look of panic appeared in her eyes as she muttered:

"Why...why has he come? How could he still come here, to Fengyang Pavilion to find me?"

"Peach Blossom Soup, he made Peach Blossom Soup for me."

The corners of Zhao Fujin’s mouth lifted into a smile as she unconsciously raised her hand to touch her red lips.

Zhao Jiangning was an experienced person.

The way Zhao Fujin looked at the moment clearly showed a shy and flustered demeanor, typical of someone whose love interest had come to visit.

However.

If she hadn’t misheard, just now Ling’Er seemed to be saying that person was a...eunuch.

"Fujin is involved with a eunuch..." Zhao Jiangning furrowed her brows slightly.

"Your Highness..."

Receiving no response, Ling’Er tried calling once more.

"Wait a moment." Zhao Fujin approached the dressing table, tidied herself up in front of the mirror, then took a deep breath and said, "Invite him in."

"Understood."

In the outer hall, Ling’Er turned around to face Chen Mo and said, "Your Highness invites you in."

Chen Mo nodded, lifted the beaded curtain, and entered.

Upon seeing the two women inside the hall, she couldn’t help but pause.

The two women were sitting on bamboo mats, leaning against each other.

The woman on the left, even while sitting, naturally exuded a graceful and slender figure. She wore a white low-cut long dress lined with a silk white shawl, her jet-black hair styled in a flowing cloud bun adorned with beaded flowers, a pearl dangling on her forehead.

Her jade-like skin had a faint blush, her eyes resembling the moon and stars.

Yet an air of frailty lingered between her brows, and her posture seemed fragile, as if a gust of wind might topple her over.

This frail appearance reminded Chen Mo of Lin Daiyu in "Dream of the Red Chamber."

But her beauty did not quite match that of the striking girl on the right.

Seeing the astonishment in Chen Mo’s eyes, Zhao Fujin rose and said, "This is my elder sister Zhao Jiangning."

"So it’s Princess De Ning, this servant greets both of Your Highnesses." Chen Mo respectfully curtsied.

Though Chen Mo had never met Princess De Ning, he had heard of her.

Zhao Ji’s eldest daughter.

Then he presented the lunchbox and said, "Your Highness, this is the Peach Blossom Soup that this servant made for you."

"I didn’t expect you to remember." Before Chen Mo approached, Zhao Fujin walked over.

The young girl’s steps were light and her garments jingled, possessing an indescribable purity and elegance.

"As Your Highness said, this servant dares not forget." Chen Mo said respectfully.

"No need to be so formal, my elder sister is very kind, you don’t need to be so restrained."

Zhao Fujin took the Peach Blossom Soup from Chen Mo’s hands, then placed it on the long table and opened it, taking out the Peach Blossom Soup inside.

It was still warm.

"Elder sister, try this, Chen Hong’s skills are quite good, Mother often praises him." Zhao Fujin handed a small bowl to Zhao Jiangning and served a bowl herself.

Zhao Jiangning tasted a spoonful, it was quite good.

However, her mind was on other thoughts.

Judging by their interaction, it seemed that Fujin and this Chen Hong had a pretty good relationship.

"Your Highness, since the Peach Blossom Soup has been delivered, this servant shall take her leave."

Initially, Chen Mo wanted to have a good chat with Zhao Fujin, but with another person around.

Chen Mo didn’t know this person’s character, so naturally, these words couldn’t be spoken in front of her.

When Zhao Fujin saw Chen Mo planning to leave right after arriving, she immediately stopped him, saying, "Wait, you’re just in time, my elder sister has some troubling matters she doesn’t know how to solve, come and think of a solution."

Zhao Fujin clearly considered Chen Mo as her own person.

"Fujin, this..." Zhao Jiangning widened her eyes, wondering if she could discuss such matters with a eunuch.

Even if he was a eunuch who served the Empress, he was still a servant.

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate." Chen Mo also said.

"It’s fine." Zhao Fujin said, "Elder sister, you don’t know, Chen Hong is really nice, Mother often praises him as a considerate person, maybe he can solve your problem. What’s more, you don’t know, Chen Hong is also a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect, technically he’s my junior brother too.

Yesterday Mother even had him join the Infantry Department as a Captain."

Zhao Fujin’s praise left Zhao Jiangning a bit surprised as she looked at Chen Mo, her starry eyes widening.

At least from what Zhao Fujin said, Zhao Jiangning felt he was doing better than herself.

"Why don’t you come over, when did you become so timid?" Zhao Fujin thought in her heart, last night weren’t you bold enough to ask me to teach you...

Chen Mo had no choice but to step forward and stand in front of the two women.

Then Zhao Fujin, while eating Peach Blossom Soup, explained Zhao Jiangning’s situation to Chen Mo.

She asked Chen Mo how to solve it.

Chen Mo didn’t dare discuss such matters, immediately responding with a wry smile, "Your Highness, this puts this servant in a difficult position, this servant does not know."

Moreover, even if Chen Mo dared to discuss it.

He indeed did not know how to resolve it.

In his past life, he was a university student, unmarried, how would he know how to handle such marital issues?

Even for the court, handling such matters would be tricky.

"No, you must think of a way." Zhao Fujin, with her princess personality and a hint of unexplained feelings after Chen Mo took her first kiss, wanted to act a bit spoiled in front of him.

Chen Mo: "..."

"Alright, Fujin, don’t make it hard for him, he... how could he know how to resolve issues between husband and wife? I think what you said earlier was quite good, we’ll just live our own lives separately." Zhao Jiangning said from the side.

"Well, alright then." Zhao Fujin gave Chen Mo a ’lucky you’ look.

Chen Mo quickly expressed gratitude to Zhao Jiangning.

Zhao Jiangning gave a faint smile.

At that moment, Zhao Jiangning suddenly began to convulse, cold sweat beading on her forehead, and within moments, she lay motionless on the bamboo mat.

Seeing this, Zhao Fujin’s expression changed, her demeanor showing some panic, as she said, "Elder sister, elder sister, is... your illness acting up again?"

Zhao Jiangning nodded, her expression weak, holding her stomach and saying, "Old... ailment, it will pass shortly."

"Should we call an Imperial Physician?" Chen Mo suggested from the side.

Zhao Fujin shook her head, saying, "It’s no use, this is an ailment my elder sister was born with, many Imperial Physicians have seen it, we’ve even sought so-called miracle doctors among the common people, all they can do is suppress the episodes, no one can cure it."

"But by this time, shouldn’t it only act up the day after tomorrow? Why now?"

"The timing has long been inconsistent, recently, the episodes have been more and more frequent, ah..." Zhao Jiangning held her stomach in pain, rolling over on the bamboo mat to leave.

Even so, she still endured the pain without making a sound of distress.

Chen Mo noticed a hint of determination in her eyes.

Chen Mo wasn’t a doctor, he couldn’t help her.

Just as he was preparing to wait until Zhao Jiangning’s episode had passed.

He subconsciously activated the Ancient Heavy Pupils, and his expression slightly changed.