After Fei Lian withdrew from Mingyue Palace, he walked straight towards Zi Luo, who had been kneeling outside the palace for a long time.
The moonlight shone down, reflecting the woman's unique plump figure.
Through the warm orange palace lanterns shining through the curtains, one can still see the anxious expression on her face, looking up at the bedroom held by the moon and wind. She only wore a light blue gauze dress with a pink bellyband underneath. The looming appearance also made her skin creamy and as white as snow.
Fei Lian sighed, took off his cloak and covered her body, then reached out and held her thin shoulders to help her up.
"Your Majesty, have you forgiven me?" Zi Luo's lips turned purple from the cold.
"Why do you have to do this to yourself?" There was a hint of indignation in Fei Lian's tone. He glanced sideways at the humble pleading in her eyes, and his tone softened again: "You... don't come to Mingyue Palace again in the future."
Zi Luo's face showed sadness, and she murmured: "You still haven't forgiven me."
Feilian pulled her and quickly left the Mingyue Palace's dormitory: "So what if you climb into the prince's bed? He has never seen a gentle woman for a second time, and all of them are abandoned like worn-out shoes. You I have been with him for so many years, do you still have delusions and think you will be the exception?"
Zi Luo's body trembled slightly, and her face looked like she could say a thousand words, but she hesitated several times.
Finally, he wrapped his hands around the cloak, and the sadness faded from his cold face. He opened Fei Lian's clenched hand, pursed his lips tightly and walked toward Xianyu Palace alone without saying a word.
Fei Lian could only look at her back, her stubbornness and desolation gradually melting into the night, until she was completely swallowed by the darkness.
He stood there with a stunned look on his face. He had neither the qualifications to step forward nor the words to comfort him...
The breeze comes at night, making it difficult to sleep.
In the palace, Yue Fengwan and Lan Yuying stayed up all night with their own thoughts.
Even Su Qianle was under strict supervision to prevent her from committing suicide.
Only Xia Chu was knocked unconscious and sent back to the side hall. The female doctor gently applied ointment to the wound on her chest without interrupting her sweet dream, and she fell asleep peacefully.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already three o'clock in the sky and it was noon.
She stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight that slanted in through the window, and suddenly realized, why was she lying on the bed
Are you back in this room
After carefully recalling what happened last night in her mind, Su Qianle stabbed herself in the left chest, which was followed by a tearing pain in her left chest.
When the ghost needle flew behind her and knocked her unconscious, Xia Chu glanced back from the corner of his eye and saw Su Qianle's ankle being pulled by a guard.
She felt strong uneasiness in her heart. She opened her water jacket and looked at her left chest. The area had been scabbed after the medicine had been applied. Being familiar with medical science, she could naturally tell what kind of injury it was at a glance.
It was caused by the tip of the sharp blade piercing her chest, but she clearly had no stab wounds...
A feeling of panic spread to her limbs, and a ridiculous idea gradually took shape in her mind.
Yinyao and Yuexiang outside the house heard the commotion inside and pushed the door open. They saw her sitting on the couch in a daze and said, "When the girl wakes up, freshen up. The prince is still waiting for the girl to have dinner with her."
Xia Chu turned to look at Yuexiang, who was holding another set of clothes, and asked: "That dress I wore yesterday..."
Yuexiang smiled slightly at the corner of her lips, bowed and replied in a warm voice: "That dress is dirty. I took it upon myself to change it for you."
Xia Chu stood up somewhat dullly and let them do whatever they wanted.
After a while, a dazzling woman appeared in the mirror again.
Yuxiang is good at choosing clothes. Although they are both red, the style of today's dress highlights her graceful figure better than the one she picked up yesterday.
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but the pattern on the dress is made of Xiangyun Xiang embroidery, which is both noble and elegant without losing the unique aura of her body.
The woman in the bronze mirror has a graceful figure, a beautiful appearance, exquisite makeup, and an outstanding temperament, but she only has a frown between her eyebrows and a sad look on her face.
"Let's go." Xia Chu stood up and put away all the speculations in his mind. If it was true or not, he would go and ask.
Yin Yu and Yu Xiang lowered their eyes and responded in unison: "Yes."
The two of them led her through the corridor again, and the fragrance came from the flowers and trees beside the corridor.
Thousands of flowers fell in the wind, covering several layers of the ground, connecting with the exotic flowers and plants blooming on the grass on both sides.
Bright and beautiful, like a dream.
Xia Chu looked at the delicate surroundings and smiled bitterly, thinking uneasily to himself that if he was really buried in this place where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, it would be a good place to return.
The flower hall in Mingyue Palace finally arrived. Yin Yu and Yu Xiang were kneeling outside the hall. Fei Lian also bowed to her and invited her in.
Xia Chu gently lifted her skirt, maintaining the surface calm, and stepped in steadily step by step, unwilling to reveal the slightest bit of panic in her heart.
Moonwind saw her bathing in the scorching sunlight, her slightly pale skin dyed with a faint pink luster, looking indescribably charming and charming.
He only felt a slight fluctuation in his heart, and warm blood spread over every inch of his body, making all his blood vessels from his chest to his fingertips throb in an instant, and he was in a trance.
As if confused by the burning blood flowing in his heart, he suddenly reached out and hugged Xia Chu, who was walking beside him to sit down, in his arms, forcing her to bend her knees and sit on his lap.
Xia Chu struggled twice but didn't get away. His face turned cold and his voice was cold: "I can die, but I can't be humiliated."
Yue Fengwan only felt that the cleansing ripples in his heart subsided in an instant. The embrace formed by his arms suddenly loosened. Xia Chu stood up quickly, straightened out his wrinkled clothes, and walked to the room with dignity. Take a seat opposite him.
He stared at her expression. On Xia Chu's slightly nervous face, in her eyes that were originally as clear as spring dew, the uneasiness and hidden hatred revealed at this moment almost burned him.
Yue Feng lowered her eyelashes to cover her eyes, but her voice was as light and playful as ever: "Is the feeling of running away tense and exciting?"
Xia Chu originally experienced repeated struggles and entanglements in her heart last night, but now the remaining guilt in her heart has disappeared. She raised a disdainful smile on her lips and retorted: "The bet only mentioned today's future." If I win at sunset, let me leave safely, but I’m not saying you won’t let me go.”
She paused for a moment as she spoke, and her originally elegant and refined face turned slightly pale.
Xia Chu closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and after taking a deep breath, she managed to put on a smile that she thought was very calm, and said coldly: "Just like what the regent said before, the attack was not intentional. It doesn’t mean poisoning, but it means poisoning!”
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