In Qingchen Palace, Ye Qingmian lay quietly on the soft and comfortable bed, with an indescribable sadness in her heart, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she would think of some random things, which made her mind seem to be in an excitement stage all night, so she was a little irritable.
"Master, aren't you asleep yet?" Wan'er outside heard Ye Qingmian turning over and asked.
"Well, you go to bed first, Wan'er." Ye Qingmian replied drowsily, her body was very tired, but her head was clear.
"Master, are you worried about something?" Wan'er ignored Ye Qingmian's words and just asked with concern.
"Is the relationship between Murong Yan and the Emperor really good?" Ye Qingmian finally asked after holding back for a long time.
"Master, why are you asking this question at this time? Murong Yan came to the palace with the queen, so the emperor is very kind to them both." Wan'er was outside, her voice sounded a little distant.
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"Wan'er, come in and stay with me," Ye Qingmian said to the outside. She suddenly felt a little cold, very cold, biting cold.
Even though I was in a warm and comfortable bed, even though I was covered with a thick cup, the coldness hit my body directly, freezing my heart to the point of becoming completely numb.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" While speaking, Wan'er had opened the curtains outside and was wearing white night clothes.
"I feel cold," Ye Qingmian said frankly.
Now she suddenly doesn't want to put many things in her heart because she really wants to find someone to rely on.
But she found that the only person who could take her seriously and would never cause harm to her, and the only person who could listen to her speech, was Wan'er. Is this considered a mockery?
"Master, I'm here to accompany you." Wan'er's expression was calm and blessed, "This slave has exceeded the rules."
After saying that, she also got into Ye Qingmian's bed and exclaimed. The inside of the bed was cold, but Ye Qingmian's was hot. But even if her body was so hot and hot, Wan'er could see through it.
Feel the struggle and coldness in her heart through her slightly heated skin
"Master, are you sick?" Wan'er said with some worry, "I'll go find the doctor" and then got up.
"Why bother others? It's so late now, and the Royal Pharmacy is probably empty." Ye Qingmian smiled calmly.
"But Master... your body is so weird."
After all, Wan'er had served Ye Qingmian for so many years, and she suddenly understood, "Is the master worried about what harm Princess Murong will do to the master? In fact, she... should be considered a good person."