Another boring day passed, and I quietly sent a young eunuch to find out if Nangong Yi was in the imperial study... If I don't take action, my sweetheart won't wait for me...
After waiting for a while, the little eunuch ran back in a hurry. I grabbed him and asked, "How are you? Are you here?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, he is in charge..." Before the little eunuch could finish speaking, I had already walked towards the direction of the royal study, but I couldn't let him run away again...
As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by Eunuch Li: "Empress Zhaoyi, the emperor will not receive anyone!"
"What? I just want to go in!" He opened Eunuch Li's hand, opened the door and walked in...
Nangong Yi stood in front of the window, not knowing what he was thinking about. He didn't turn around when I entered...and didn't speak. Eunuch Li stood at the door, looking at me at a loss. I waved to him and closed the door...
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Why is the entire hall filled with a feeling of sadness, and what exudes that sadness is the moon-white figure in front of the window... I walked over quietly, reached out and gently pulled his sleeve... I
Why do I feel like a child who has done something wrong and is here to ask for forgiveness...
There was no response...and he gently tugged on his sleeve...
"Is something wrong?" He finally spoke, but what kind of voice it was, it was a little hoarse, and sounded so haggard...it was different from his usual self.
"I..." Why is this happening? I'm used to him looking for trouble all day long to make me angry, or pretending to be stinky and scary, but suddenly it became like this. I stood there at a loss...
"I..." What should I say... This made me so nervous, so I whispered: "Wing..."
The figure was stunned, then slowly turned around, is that Wing? Why is his face so pale? Even the domineering and indifference that often hangs on his face have disappeared, and the whole person looks so haggard. What is wrong with his heart...
Waves of pain...
"What's the matter?" His voice was haggard, but surprisingly gentle.
"I..." I lowered my head and said in a very small voice: "I want... to go to... Jiangnan with... Sweetie and the others!" I finally found the purpose of my coming here, but at this moment, I thought
That's not what I'm asking. I want to know why he became like this... I want to ask, but I can't.
"Oh, you can go if you want to!" After saying this calmly, he turned and looked out the window...
So you agreed? So easy? None of the n number of excuses I had thought of were used... But I felt so disappointed... Looking at his lonely back, I said softly: "But... but... Yi...
Aren’t you going?..." This is not what I want to say, but why is my mouth so disobedient...
"I don't have any need to go!" It's still that pale and feeble voice, which makes people feel distressed...
"But, Wings...don't you want to...go and have a look?...I heard that Jiangnan is very...beautiful!" Depressed, what is the reason...my mind is blank, and I can think of n kinds of reasons, so far only one.
Can't even remember...
"It's not necessary! If there's nothing wrong, just back off!" Are you driving me away? Have I really made him hate it? But why did it change so quickly? Why did it become like this after returning from the palace?
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I felt sad for a while, tears rolled down my face and fell on the marble floor... My heart hurt so much that I couldn't breathe...
"But...but I want to go with Yi!" I finally said what was in my heart, but my heart didn't feel relaxed...it was still like a big stone pressing down on me, making it difficult to breathe...
When Nangong Yi heard this sentence, he was shocked. He thought it was his imagination, but when he turned around and saw her crying like a woman, all the disguises were taken off. It was him who caused this.
Is she that sad? Are her tears reserved for her? He can't even confirm it himself...
"Meng'er..." Still couldn't help but reach out and gently wipe away the tears on her face...
"Ugh..." She got into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and started crying wildly, wanting to cry all the grievances she had suffered these days... and she kept wiping her tears on his clothes.
, who told him to do this to me? Just rub it on him, he deserves it...
This move obviously frightened Nangong Yi. His body froze, and he felt regretful. What had he done these days? It made her so sad...
He gently held her shoulder and coaxed softly: "Stop crying, be good, don't cry..."
Hearing his soft comfort, I felt even more aggrieved, and said intermittently: "Who... who asked... to let you... bully... bully me!"
"Fool, how could I be willing to bully you!" He patted her shoulder gently. Was it really because of me that she was so sad? She felt a little better...
"You are just bullying me... You are not allowed to ignore me in the future! No!" She wiped her tears hard on him and ordered with a choked voice.
Although he was a little unaccustomed to her commanding tone, he was very happy in his heart. He stroked her hair and said, "Okay! I won't ignore you anymore! Please stop crying, okay?"
The tear-stained face buried in his chest had long been smiling... but she held her hands tightly and refused to let go, and even deliberately made sobbing gestures to prevent him from being coaxed so easily. Isn't that too shameless?
Losing face? He lost so many golden beans. He deserves to have to worry a little longer...