She was afraid, afraid that one day she would never see such eyes again, although she knew that this pampering was never hers.
*
Murong Yunqing was dressed in red, enthusiastic and sunny. He held a palace fan in his hand, and the pendant of the fan was a piece of priceless red blood jade.
Unlike Murong Canghai, his eyes were always filled with a light that shone like glass, which was so dazzling that it was impossible to ignore and made people want to get closer.
After he walked into the room, he raised his eyes and looked around, nodded thoughtfully, and said -
"I haven't set foot here for many years, but now it looks different. Are you still used to living here, will you miss home?"
Missing home? Su Yueming's heart trembled slightly. No one had ever asked her this question.
Does home exist for her?
Is it the Youxiang Mansion far away in the Great Zhou Dynasty? It was a man-eating place full of schemes and traps, and it had never felt like home to her.
And this Beiyuan Palace, not to mention, is not even her country.
She spoke, calmly and without seeming to care, "Whether you want it or not, I am here."
After hearing her answer, Murong Yunqing stepped forward, his handsome face almost touching Su Yueming's, and he blinked——
"Are you angry because eldest brother pampers others? Or maybe you're jealous?"
Su Yueming wrinkled her nose and said, "You think too much, I don't have the leisure time."
Murong Yunqing smiled, and his smile was as bright as a thousand suns, and the rays of light dazzled people's eyes.
"That's good."
"What?" Su Yueming didn't understand what he meant.
Murong Yunqing's eyes were already looking around, and he asked, "Where is the wild goose? Is it ready?"
"Back to General, it has been bandaged. Maduo is feeding in the backyard. He looks very weak. He is eating well. I don't know if he can survive it." Qingchen on the side came up and replied.
"Take me quickly and take a look." Murong Yunqing heard this and said hurriedly, then turned back to Su Yueming and said, "That's what you like, I will help you save it."
The goose was seriously injured. Murong Yunqing's arrow pierced its body. He squatted beside the goose, raised his hand to lift its sleepy eyelids, took a look, and then opened its mouth -
—
Su Yueming also bent down to take a look, and then realized that when he fed it, it was all in his mouth, blocked, and not eaten.
"Is it on a hunger strike?" Qingchen asked curiously, tilting his head.
Su Yueming looked at its lifeless eyes, which were decadent and devoid of any will to live. A dull pain suddenly felt in her cold heart. She also bent down, raised her hand to stroke its feathers, and said -
"It was too lonely. It was afraid of the feeling of not being able to find a partner and never knowing where to stop. It didn't want to be alone anymore. It didn't have the strength to look for it anymore, so it chose to die."
Her usually condensed voice was especially soft at this moment, with a hint of distress and regret.
Murong Yunqing raised his head and his eyes fell on her face. Her face had a touch of luster, as if...as if it would disappear into the sunset at any time.
His heart moved slightly, he raised his hand, touched her cold cheek, and said in a decisive tone -
"It won't be alone. I'll revive it and find the person it cares about, okay?"