However, she is also very clear that Gu Tingqiu is a clear-headed person, and he is not a person who acts recklessly. He should have his own intentions in doing so.
So he said: "It's useless to guess like this. Go back and have a look, let's talk about it after a look."
"… yes."
Speaking of this, Ran Xiaoyu saw a tired look on Nan Yan's face.
Asked: "Your Majesty is tired?"
"A little."
"The servant girl will take care of the empress and rest first."
"Well, that's fine."
Ran Xiaoyu helped her wash up, and then made the bed, Nan Yan lay down on the bed, leaving her a candlestick by the table, and Ran Xiaoyu withdrew.
In the room, Nan Yan was the only one left.
She was very tired, but she couldn't sleep. The way Zhu Feng looked at her kept appearing in her mind. Whether he smiled or not, his eyes were bright. Even Ran Xiaoyu said that he laughed so hard that even his back molars were so hard She can imagine what she can see.
How is he feeling now
It should be very good, very happy.
They had—at least in his opinion—reconciled, even, slowly returning to their old relationship.
but-
Does he know how he feels
And what about myself
I also know, what is my mood at the moment
Those memories, the ones that scarred her all over, can really be forgotten; but if she doesn't forget, what will she do to him
Two thoughts, like two people, kept whispering in her ears, telling her that it should be like this, it should be like that, almost every time she took a breath, the thoughts in her heart changed, this feeling of contradiction and entanglement, It almost broke her heart.
She slowly closed her eyes.
In the darkness, many black shadows are swaying in front of me—
For a while, it was the swaying figure of that mysterious man; for a while, it was Jian Ruocheng's pale face; for a while, it was Li Bushang's wolf-like eyes...
In the end, everything gathered into one face.
A face full of arrogance and tenderness.
This face made her feel even more contradictory.
At this time, she subconsciously reached out and touched under the pillow. The rough thing was the blood-stained rag that Madam Su sent during the day.
Nan Yan didn't open her eyes, she just stroked them gently with her fingertips.
As if, feeling the traces of blood on it.
After an unknown amount of time, she let out a long sigh: "Oh..."
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Next, time flies by.
According to Zhu Feng's account, Eunuch Yu would go to Gu's house every day to instruct them on the etiquette of visiting relatives, and before returning to the palace, he would also go to the Taimiao to offer incense to the little princess.
Although Zhu Feng also tried his best to squeeze out time and went to Yikun Palace to accompany Nan Yan every day, but after all, at the end of the year, his affairs became more and more, and the two of them could only sit together for a meal at most every day.
Fortunately, New Year's Eve is coming.
Early on, the palace has already made arrangements. This year's New Year's Eve, the emperor will not hold a banquet in the palace. The imperial concubine and concubine Hui will also go home to visit relatives. Therefore, the other concubines are quiet this year, and they will invite the emperor in the morning After Ann, everyone returned to their respective palaces, some made appointments in twos and threes, and some celebrated the New Year by themselves.
As soon as the time passed, Concubine Hui came to ask for an order, and after the emperor gave her permission, she left the palace and went to Master Wu Dingwu's residence in Beiping.
But Nanyan didn't move.
(end of this chapter)