Ji Xili lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, said nothing, and refused to look back.
Sheng Zhiyu reached out to hold her hand, but Ji Xili said extremely coldly: "Don't touch me."
Sheng Zhiyu paused his hand in the air and whispered, "Xili, it was my fault."
He humbly came over to apologize to her.
He didn't want to see her refusing to eat because she was angry with him, otherwise he would only worry about her more.
But Ji Xili still refused to appreciate it at all and said calmly: "Get out."
"Promise me to have a good meal."
"get out."
"I'll have the meals brought in."
As Sheng Zhiyu said that, he actually had the food brought in before leaving.
Ji Xili was in a daze for a while looking at the table of her favorite meals. Even his father might not be able to remember what she liked to eat, but Sheng Zhiyu knew it all. He knew him too well.
The better he treats himself, the more uncomfortable Ji Xili feels.
It's like, between two people, she always owes him.
He was so kind to her, but she couldn't even give him a child...
Although Sheng Zhiyu has never complained about himself, he still feels disappointed in his heart...
He married a queen who could not have children...
What would the civil and military officials in the court think of him? It was hard enough for him to deal with government affairs every day, and he had to protect her from the wind and rain...
At night, Ji Xili lay down very early. He only put a lamp on the bedside table, but he still tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
Ji Xili stood up in confusion and looked for water. He caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye and saw a familiar and slender figure standing outside the hall.
Ji Xili was stunned, thinking it was his illusion, so he got up and went out to open the door without thinking much.
The next moment, Ji Xili froze on the spot without moving. He stared blankly at Sheng Zhiyu who had been standing outside the dormitory door for who knows how long. He was really shocked.
Sheng Zhiyu didn't expect that Ji Xili would wake up and open the door. He looked back at her, slightly startled.
"When... came?" Ji Xili didn't know what to say to him. He was just shocked. Why did this guy appear outside the dormitory in the middle of the night without saying a word.
Sheng Zhiyu looked at her, blinked his eyes, and said, "I just got here... I thought you were asleep, so I didn't let anyone disturb you..."
Ji Xili felt sour in his heart. How could he believe his lies? He stared at him, pursed his lips and said nothing, then turned around and entered the hall without closing the door.
The meaning was already obvious. Sheng Zhiyu paused, his eyes slightly filled with warmth, then walked in and closed the door.
"Can't sleep?"
When Sheng Zhiyu saw her sitting down on the couch and lying on the table without energy, he also walked over and poured her a glass of water. Ji Xili cooperated this time, took the glass and held it. Holding the cup, he lowered his head and took a slow sip, and said absently: "Actually, I have a bad temper."
If it had been someone else, Sheng Zhiyu would have been angry with someone if he had not given him a good look over and over again.
But why should he tolerate his bad temper
Obviously all the bad emotions were given to her by herself, so what does it have to do with Sheng Zhiyu? He was an emperor, but he was rejected by her in front of the servants, and he had to stay in her palace in the middle of the night. Besides, I want to see her but don't dare to make her angry...
Ji Xili felt particularly uncomfortable when he thought of Sheng Zhiyu's cautious thoughts.