The face in red is getting heavier and heavier like the gloomy weather. The face that was already thin now looks even thinner.
Qiye slightly curved the corners of her lips, revealing a smile that seemed to have been carefully calculated, with just the right arc: "Queen, I, it's a bit unexpected to come here today."
"No, Your Majesty, Hong Yi is very happy that you can come."
Hong Yi was holding white jade chopsticks with a usual smile on her face. However, today she looked a little gentle, and even her tone of voice lacked the ups and downs of coquettishness. At this moment, Hong Yi made Qiye think of the past in an instant.
of red
Yes, so docile, plain, and wholeheartedly for him
"Hongyi, I know, little prince, you feel sorry for me, and I feel very sad too, but what can I do?"
When Hongyi heard Qiye's words, Hongyi looked a little dazed. He pressed his lips to the lips of the emperor, who was always smiling, and drank the wine in his hand.
"Your Majesty, perhaps, for the Emperor, it is just the loss of one child, and he can have another child, but for me, it is my life's support. My heart has always been empty these days.
It’s as uncomfortable as if you can’t reach the edge.”
"What's more, the emperor is now disgusted with women like Hong Yi, and he has also forgotten his past kindness."
"Hong Yi, I'm afraid you're overthinking it."
Qiye's slender fingers held the wine glass, but the wine was filled with the glance of the maid on the side, and she did not drink all the transparent liquid. Under the reflection of the red lantern in the hall, it reflected a slight red color, like blood.
Qiye's eyes were always staring at Hongyi as sharply as swords, but the words he spoke were as calm as the calm lake water.