After a pause, Bai Ji continued: "I'm afraid that the traitor around the prince was also planted by Yin Jieyu. So Mr. Pan wants to ask the girl to come forward and leave the Fourth Highness in Lin'an, so as to curb the further actions of sisters Yin Jieyu."
After saying that, Bai Ji looked at the silent Gong Yueyue slightly nervously, nervously waiting for her reply.
Unexpectedly, a maid in a dark red lotus dress suddenly came over. Her delicate voice broke the silence of the inner hall, "Princess, the fourth prince has returned to the palace."
Bai Ji smiled lightly and looked back at the maid who lowered her head and frowned, and said cheerfully: "You can go down."
Don't turn around and continue to look at the silent Gong Yueyue. Bai Ji couldn't help but whisper softly: "Girl, I know that the girl doesn't want to have anything to do with His Highness the Fourth Highness. But, in name, you are always husband and wife. You will both be prosperous and suffer.
What the girl is hurting is not him, but herself."
After saying that, Bai Ji hesitated and turned around to leave quietly. As she walked to the entrance of the inner hall, she happened to bump into Zhao Changyuan who was slowly approaching.
Looking at his handsome face, Bai Ji couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts in her heart, "Looking at him like this, he and our girl are really a good match. Who knew..."
"I can't be loved, and so am I." Gong Yueyue's slightly sad words have been echoing unconsciously in Zhao Changyuan's rather unquiet heart these past few days.
For some reason, Gong Yueyue's shadow and Hang Wei's face always appeared in Zhao Changyuan's mind alternately, two equally thin and beautiful women.
Gong Yueyue's pure temperament and cold look inadvertently touched the softest part of Zhao Changyuan's heart. In this late autumn rainy season, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, so he held an oil-paper umbrella and slowly walked into her house.
The place.
From a distance, Gong Yueyue's slender and graceful figure jumped softly into Zhao Changyuan's deep eyes. The goose-yellow satin clothes clearly outlined the proud snow chrysanthemums, each blooming in different postures, setting off Gong Yue.
Yue Zhuoran's independent temperament contrasts well with her.
Hesitating and looking at her who was watching the rain by the window, Zhao Changyuan said quietly: "You also like to watch the rain?" As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the Xihong window and stopped beside her.
After a long time, Gong Yueyue finally said in a clear voice: "Well, Li Yishan wrote in his poem that the remaining lotuses were left to listen to the sound of rain. There are no pink lotuses in Lingxi Palace, but when paired with Nanzhao sycamores, it has a different taste.
"
Take a closer look at her delicate lotus-petaled face, her two curved eyebrows are slightly raised in a beautiful shape, the light in her long and beautiful eyes is bright and clear, and her thin lips are pursed in a beautiful way.
Listening to her clear and clear voice, Zhao Changyuan felt tender in his heart, and said softly: "I always like autumn, and I especially like drizzle. Whenever there is a breeze and drizzle, I open an oil paper umbrella and look at the glistening water of the West Lake.
This feeling is so wonderful.”
Hearing this, Gong Yueyue burst into laughter. This smile made Zhao Changyuan, who was immersed in the beautiful scenery, laugh unnaturally and said suspiciously: "Princess, what are you..."
Smiling softly and touching Zhao Changyuan's gentle face with her clear eyes, Gong Yueyue smiled and said, "I just didn't expect that you, the one who threatened to kill me that night, turned out to have such a gentle side."
Hearing Gong Yueyue mention what happened that night, Zhao Changyuan's fair face suddenly turned red, and his deep eyes were covered with a clear layer of apology. He stared at Gong Yueyue who was chuckling, and said softly: "Please return the favor."
Princess, forgive me, Chang Yuan was too reckless that night and was in a hurry..."
Gong Yueyue's pointed fingertips suddenly came to Zhao Changyuan's lips, and she shook her head lightly. Gong Yueyue's eyes were bright, and she said steadily: "From now on, don't mention what happened that day again. I understand.
You are worried about Hang Wei."
After a brief pause, Gong Yueyue suppressed her smile, looked at Zhao Changyuan quietly, and whispered: "You can't go on an expedition this time!"
He didn't see Gong Yueyue's worried look, but the simple and lovely brown ocarina hanging in front of her yellow dress attracted Zhao Changyuan's full attention.
"I can't be loved, and so am I." This sentence suddenly jumped in Zhao Changyuan's ears. Thinking of the change in Gong Yueyue's expression because he wanted to touch the ocarina that night at the family banquet, Zhao Changyuan seemed to notice it.
What, maybe, it was a gift from someone important.
In a trance, Gong Yueyue's beautiful face jumped before his eyes, and Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but think to himself, "Such an intelligent and lovely woman, I wonder what kind of man can look into her eyes."
"Hey, what are you thinking about!" Gong Yueyue chuckled and waved her slender fingers in front of Zhao Changyuan's deep eyes, and jumped happily in the inner hall with a cooing laugh.
The maids standing outside also had strong smiles on their faces, and whispered: "The fourth princess always looks cold on weekdays, but when the fourth prince comes, it will be different." Another older maid said.
He smiled and said, "Listening to this laughter, Lingxi Palace is much more lively."
In this room, Empress Wu was lazily reclining on the red sandalwood Feng Yu imperial concubine's couch, talking to Liuhe who was doing needlework under the candlelight.
A broken lantern suddenly burst out among the brightly shining candles. Liuhe unconsciously pursed his lips and smiled, saying softly: "The lantern has exploded. I am afraid that something happy is about to happen."
Queen Wu on the other end sighed softly when she heard this, plucked a large multi-jewel crystal ring on her index finger, and sighed: "There is no such thing as a happy event, I'm afraid it will be a troubled year."
Knowing that she was worried about Yin Jieyu's fierce offensive to seize the direct descendants, Liuhe unconsciously smiled and advised her gently: "My queen, don't worry, villains and ghosts cannot enter the palace of elegance."
Queen Wu was about to speak when a joyful voice came to her ears: "Queen, the fourth prince and the princess are here to visit you."
Unable to help but have a gentle smile on her face, Empress Wu's eyes glowed with clear light, and her eyebrows gathered a joy she had not seen for many days, and she said repeatedly: "Let them come into the inner hall quickly!"
Seeing the master's happy expression, the young palace attendant also smiled and trotted out to answer the question.
Empress Wu stood up immediately, with a joyful smile on her face, and said hurriedly to Liuhe: "Quick, comb my hair on the temples, Chang Yuan and the others are coming in soon!"
Seeing that Queen Wu was so happy, Liuhe quickly put down the needle and thread in his hand, smiled and picked up the rhinoceros horn comb on the dressing table, and gently combed her thick black hair.
Staring at the dignified and graceful face of Empress Wu in the clear bronze mirror with grained grass, Liuhe smiled and said: "How can the empress be so happy? Other princes and princesses usually come to say hello, but you have never been so solemn."
Smiling softly, Empress Wu said with clear eyes: "You also know that among the four princes, the one I worry about the most is Chang Yuan."
After a pause, a faint smile appeared on Queen Wu's lips, and she said softly: "I have always been worried about whether his relationship with the Princess of Northern Qin is harmonious, but I never expected that their relationship is actually very good. I came to say hello in the rain tonight.
This mother can finally rest assured."
Liuhe combed Empress Wu's thick waist-length hair and said with a smile: "I see that the princess from Northern Qin has a beautiful appearance, and her temperament and manner are quite polite. I think the Fourth Highness must also like her. The Empress is really