Su Yueming continued to sit behind the screen and wait, recalling the events of his past life.
After a while——
"Yue Ming." The prince came back, walked behind the screen in a few steps, and looked at Su Yueming in front of him, his affectionate eyebrows clearly shining with joy.
Su Yueming glanced at him and found that there were still some beads of sweat on his forehead. He was still trying to suppress his slight breathing, but she was still keenly aware of it.
She couldn't help but smile, her smile was like the stars suddenly falling in the bright galaxy, she said, "Did Your Highness come back running?"
There was an almost unprecedented blush on the prince's face, and he said softly, "I'm afraid you've waited too long."
Su Yueming continued to smile.
The prince blushed again and said, "Actually, I want to see you soon."
His eyes, which seemed to be able to see through the past and present life, shone with an unusually fiery look, and his gaze always fell on her, never moving away for a moment.
Su Yueming felt that he was surrounded by a lingering breath.
She lowered her head and took out a handkerchief with the words "Moon Bright" embroidered on it from her sleeve. She took two steps forward and walked in front of him. She stood on tiptoes and carefully wiped his forehead bit by bit.
Sweat.
The prince was startled and looked at her in front of him. Her eyes were unblinking and her expression was so serious.
The two of them were very close, and the prince could really feel the cold and mysterious aura on her body, which was as cold and mysterious as an orchid.
The last time he fainted, he was so close to her. After that, the smell that belonged to Su Yueming was deeply buried in his heart.
After wiping the sweat, she folded the handkerchief, put it back into her sleeve, and said, "You don't have to be in such a hurry next time. I will wait. You are the prince."
The prince suddenly stretched out his hand and squeezed her hand holding the handkerchief. His eyes gradually became eager and he said, "No, I am Xuanyuan Qihuang. I hope the person you are waiting for is not the prince, but Xuanyuan Qihuang."
Su Yueming paused for a moment, pulled her hand back from his palm, and said, "No, you are the prince and the future emperor. The only thing you are not is Xuanyuan Qihuang."
The prince was confused by the girl in front of him. She seemed very close, but there was always a sense of alienation that he couldn't grasp. He tried to pull her closer, but she seemed to stand there forever, never coming towards him.
"The selection of the Crown Princess has been put on the agenda. Your Highness must remember that the person chosen must live up to His Highness's wishes."
There was an almost imperceptible trace of sadness and loss in the prince's gentle eyes. When she mentioned the prince's concubine at this time, it was obviously a reminder, but also a rejection.
He turned around, leaving her with a warm and cold look on his back, and said——
"In my heart, there is only one person who is worthy of the position of Crown Princess."
He turned around and said, "On that day, Concubine Zhen mentioned to me that Mrs. Su intended to find a adoptive mother for you and help you enter the palace and select the crown princess. Concubine Zhen was also willing to help you, but I heard that you refused.
Mrs. Su and Concubine Zhen. Yueming, don’t you want to share the prosperity of the world with me and hold the country together? Aren’t you willing?”
Su Yueming was silent for a moment, then walked to the window and looked outside. The place he looked over was the Imperial Garden.
This is the palace, the place where her previous life made her life worse than death and filled her with hatred.
After a while, she turned around and said——
"Your Highness, don't talk about this, okay?"
There was deep exhaustion and unbearable pain in her expression.