After a few songs, Ruan Yuyi said that he was tired and sent Xuanrao to retreat, "Woody fragrance, reward."
Mu Xiang took the purse she had prepared earlier and handed it to him from where her sleeves met with a smile, "I'm sorry to bother you, young master."
He took the purse without weighing it, and bowed to thank him. He knew that Cen Li's eyes had been falling on him, so he could not relax for a moment, always maintaining a distant distance, with a bit of arrogance in his expression.
It wasn't until he left Chang'an Palace that the weight of the sight on him was lifted.
He untied the light blue purse, which contained a few pieces of broken silver. He rummaged through it, and there was indeed a note underneath. The handwriting on it was very beautiful. Judging from the smoothness and strength of the writing, it seemed that it was written by a noble man who had learned calligraphy.
Female hands.
What was written above was to ask him to help get some pills - pills to avoid children.
He glanced at it and put it away without changing his expression. He weighed the guqin on his back and left.
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When the night fell, Mu Xiang warmed the milk and brought it to Ruan Yuyi, "My Lady, everything has been arranged. As for the rest, it depends on Miss Bai."
She hummed softly, picked up the milk and sipped it. The warmth slid into her throat, and the mellow fragrance still lingered between her lips and teeth.
After she freshened up a little, she planned to go to bed.
Mu Xiang lowered the curtain for her and asked, "Miss, do you want to leave a lamp today?"
"No need." Through the curtain, her voice seemed to be weakened a bit, making it appear very soft. Today, he should be sleeping in Wenwen Village, so how could he come to Chang'an Palace again.
What's more, she didn't have the habit of going to bed with a light on, so when she left the light on, she was still asleep.
She hid in the quilt and thought about it for a while, and finally fell asleep among her complicated thoughts. Maybe she was tired during the day, but she slept very peacefully.
At this time, in the Yangxin Hall, the candlelight was constantly swaying and trembling, and the whole room was brightly lit. Bai Zhiqi was wrapped in a mandarin duck brocade quilt and was sent into the bed curtain. She stared at the darkness in front of her, feeling a little stuffy in the brocade quilt, and her forehead was wet.
, she never stuck her head out.
Under Ruan Yuyi's arrangement, she was sent in pretending to be Concubine Jin. Because of the brocade quilt as a cover, no one suspected her.
When the palace guards outside heard that the person coming was Ruan Yuyi, they let her in without even asking the new emperor, which also gave her an opportunity.
The new emperor had not returned yet, and she could hear needles dropping in the hall, but she heard her heart beat like a drum.
She knew that all her dreams would come true tonight.
Incense was lit in the main hall, and the fragrant and overpowering aroma filled the room. Perhaps the incense had an effect. Her body felt uncontrollably hot, and her fingertips burned red.
She unconsciously fantasized about that person walking in through the gate, uncovering the brocade quilt wrapping her, and hugging her deeply, just like the one in Chang'an Palace.
The breath of him will fill her nostrils, refreshing and breathtaking.
Her face became increasingly red, so sickly red that it looked as if blood was dripping from her face. She opened her lips and gasped, and the cold air poured into her throat, causing a tearing pain.
He heard the sound of footsteps and the voice of the minister beside him.
She moved her lips, thinking about how to show the most charming smile later.
There was a sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the door opened and closed again. She knew that this was the sound of Wen Zhi exiting.
Her heart was beating so hard that she could hardly bear it, almost breaking through her body. She clenched her fingertips and stared at the darkness in front of her.
The brocade quilt was finally lifted, the cold air enveloped her, and she curved the corners of her lips.
At this moment, her temples were sticking to her cheeks, looking embarrassed and alluring. She fully expected him to lean down and rub her ears and temples together, but she caught a glimpse of his frowning eyebrows, eyes full of disgust.
Bai Zhiqi's heart sank and he called out in a trembling voice, "Cousin?"
"Who allowed you to come in?"
She kicked off the brocade quilt that was wrapped around her body, and climbed off the bed using her hands and feet, hoping that he would fall on her. She didn't want him to remain unmoved and step aside.
She fell to the ground, her warm body touching the cold ground. She reluctantly raised her head, only to see him walking away.
No, she doesn't want to be left behind.
He didn't know how she would be laughed at if she was left behind tonight.
A palace attendant came up to pull her arm. She stood up and staggered out to chase her.
The moonlight was bright and clear, forming a layer of cold frost on the entire palace like water. The new emperor had long since disappeared. Bai Zhiqi's fingertips pinched into the palm of her hand. She didn't believe that the incense had no effect.
——But he doesn't care. Even if he gets to this point, he still has to leave.
There was a voice in her heart telling her this.
The cold wind hit her muscles and bones, and she couldn't tell the difference between hot and cold. She felt a dense sense of loss in her heart. She lost her strength, and then she felt her body become weak.
Her mind was spinning, and she had no room to think. She took two staggering steps, pressed the cold and hard light armor of the guard outside the palace, and pressed her soft body against it.
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But after Jiang Huaiyang left Yangxin Hall, he told people to remember to change their quilts, and then went to Chang'an Palace.
Chang'an Palace had already lit up the lamp, and the palace attendants were about to lock the door. Suddenly they caught a glimpse of him, and their hands trembled in surprise, and they quickly turned aside to salute.
He walked straight into her bedroom with a cold face, his clothes fluttering in the cold wind and making a sound.
The young lady was sleeping peacefully with half her face buried in the soft quilt. Her breathing was shallow and her slender eyelashes were drooping, like a delicate porcelain figure.
Ruan Yuyi was woken up by the pain in her jaw. When she opened her hazy sleepy eyes, she saw a touch of black, which almost blended into the night. He turned his back to the window, blocking all the moonlight and casting a shadow, covering her tightly.
Hold together.
Her eyebrows twitched, and just as she was about to say something, the strength on her chin increased a little more. She frowned and snorted, "It hurts."
Sure enough, he let go of his hand and said, "It's so generous, it's beyond my expectation." He's really good at colluding with others and arranging this good show, but he fell asleep peacefully.
What did she think of him?
He suppressed his anger, looked calmly, and put his arm around her waist.
Ruan Yuyi realized that this was not going to happen, and was silent for a while, then said, "There are no concubines in the palace, and Your Majesty only comes to my concubine, so I am very frightened. This is also the intention of the Queen Mother."
The hand on her waist was like a cold snake. Although it was just holding her hand, she had no doubt that it would cut her waist off in the next moment.
Therefore, she spoke more cautiously, "What did Miss Bai do to displease His Majesty?" She took his hand around her waist and gently teased him as usual.
Her voice was soft and calm, as if she had done her rightful thing and was entirely thinking about him.
Jiang Huaiyang's eyes darkened.
But what he wanted was not her explanation at all. He touched her eyes, and they were so affectionate, but under the glimmering water, they were cold, cold, and empty.
It made him feel inexplicably flustered.
He couldn't help but wonder if he was the only one who had always been emotional.
In the melting moonlight, he casually pulled off the crocodile ribbon that tied the curtain. It was three fingers wide and could just cover her pair of exposed eyes. By covering it like this, would he not see her sparse eyes?
eye.
When deprived of vision, all senses are magnified hundreds or thousands of times.