"Are you okay?" A familiar voice showed concern, and the person knelt down next to Qin Waner again, put his hand on Qin Waner's shoulder, and comforted her.
Qin Wan'er turned around and said that the person who came here turned out to be King Hui Murong You. The light gray robe he wore had a scholarly atmosphere, and he was elegant but also had a touch of domineering. Maybe people in the royal family have always been like this.
"fine"
Qin Wan'er wiped away her tears in embarrassment, feeling very embarrassed, "Why is it so late, the prince hasn't slept yet?"
Murong You held the sachet in his hand. Inside was a bag of chrysanthemum petals that had already withered and turned yellow, and had lost their fragrance.
"Like the poem embroidered on your silk fan, falling red flowers are not a heartless thing. They turn into spring mud to protect the flowers. I just don't want the fallen flowers to flow into the sewage, so I plan to collect them and bury them."
As soon as these words came out, Qin Wan'er immediately felt ashamed. She didn't expect that the sentence she randomly embroidered on the silk fan would attract the attention of others. Plagiarism, naked, naked, naked plagiarism
"Well, other people's good words are just for reference. I didn't expect that the prince is actually a thoughtful person."
"Haha" Murong You smiled indifferently, but he didn't care about Qin Wan'er's explanation, and said, "I just saw you crying sadly, so I said a few words to distract you. What's going on? Isn't the Emperor already?
Did you give the order to pardon Brother Seventh?"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Wan'er, who had been in a slightly better mood, felt inexplicably sad at the moment. Thinking about the harsh slap just now, the pain has not gone away, but it has been deeply imprinted in her heart.
Grievance and anger surged into my heart for a moment, and tears fell involuntarily.
Naturally, in the eyes of Murong You, who cared deeply about the beautiful pear blossoms and the rain, he was a little at a loss for a moment. The tenderness of the little daughter and the tearful beauty immediately made Murong You feel relieved.
"This, this, Wan'er, don't cry." Murong You was naturally unable to compare with Murong Shun, who was experienced among the flowers. Even his skills in coaxing women seemed extremely unfamiliar.
In this remote place of the palace, a strange scene occurred
After a long time, Qin Wan'er finally stopped crying. Her originally fair cheeks were stained by tears, and her red and swollen eyes made Murong You feel slightly distressed.
"Go to my place to rest first. I'm not worried about you looking like this." Murong You helped Qin Wan'er, who was exhausted. Although he didn't know why, he roughly guessed it.
There is only one reason why Qin Waner, who has always been strong and optimistic, can cry like this, and that is because Murong Xiao
What he was worried about finally happened. What could the emperor, who was sitting in the supreme position, not do in order to get the woman he loved?
Qin Wan'er nodded with tears in her eyes and did not refuse. Perhaps at this moment, she suddenly felt that it was a kind of sadness that she had been in this huge world for so long and there was no place to stay.
….
Murong You didn't ask anything. He just brought Qin Wan'er to his residence, ordered the maids to wash up and watched Qin Wan'er turn off the lights and go to sleep. Murong You felt a little relieved.
Qin Wan'er was just in bed, but she stayed up all night. The scenes of getting along with Murong Xiao were like a movie, constantly flashing before her eyes.