A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace

Chapter 600: Unforgettable Old Feelings

When he woke up, it was already late afternoon, and moreover, the Empress Dowager was personally by his side.Zhao Junqi hurriedly got up.

"Empress Dowager, your nephew has been remiss, oversleeping!"hought feelings would be gradually worn away by time.

But they didn’t know that some emotions, after fermenting with time, would only grow stronger.

Don’t look at how they appeared calm and nonchalant on the surface, pretending it was easy; in reality, every bit was gathered in the heart.

Once suppressed to a certain extent, it turned into a deep wound. With just a slight touch, emotions would gush out, overwhelming and uncontrollable.

"Sigh..."

Once a happy pair of mandarin ducks, but now such is their plight. Truly a sin.

That night, Sister Qing stayed by her side the whole time.

It wasn’t until dawn was about to break that the Empress Dowager finally fell asleep.

「In the middle of February, Zhao Junqi left the Capital City alone.」

Using his advanced age and homesickness as reasons, Prince Yan stayed in the Capital City.

The Princess Consort Yan, along with several concubines, some butlers, accountants, and servants, all stayed behind.

After all, it was a Prince’s Mansion; with the Master there, it had to look the part, right?

Actually, it was against the rules. However, Prince Yan was old and had poor mobility. He just wanted to live in the Capital City, so Zhao Junyao really couldn’t say much.

However, from then on, he was even more reluctant to go to Ningshou Palace.

He was not deaf; over the years in the palace, he had heard everything, whether he should have or not.

This matter was simply his nightmare, the most intolerable existence in his heart.

The Empress Dowager, Prince Yan, uncle and sister-in-law, old affections.

When these words collided with each other and were linked with the Royal Family, it was a scandal.

The Emperor Father must have known as well.

Otherwise, there was no way he would have sent Prince Yan to distant Guangnan despite them being brothers.

Prince Yan was one thing.

What pained him the most was the Empress Dowager, his own mother.

If it were any other Imperial Noble Consort or Imperial Concubine who dared let such rumors spread, he would have ordered them executed immediately.

But the Empress Dowager was his own mother, so he could do nothing.

He could only cover it up and turn a blind eye.

Zhao Junyao felt as if he had swallowed a fly—disgusted, yet unable to spit it out.

This is indeed the most pathetic thing in his life, Zhao Junyao thought hatefully.