The momentum and luxury of this palace are enough to demonstrate Murong Canghai's power in the Qin Dynasty.
A domineering smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand slightly, and all the guards swung back and stood in two rows.
"This palace is my wedding gift to you. You don't want to disturb me, so you will move here after the wedding. You are the only mistress here forever."
Murong Canghai's confession was like the deep sea, making Su Yueming fall into it and unable to extricate himself.
He cast his deep love into a cage and trapped her in it.
She raised her head and looked ahead, only to see that the jade road under her feet stretched into the distance. Outside the palace stood a towering pagoda. The red auspicious clouds on the tower were far away from the peacocks on the palace...
"Why?" Su Yueming looked at him, "Why me?"
Murong Canghai turned around, stared at the woman in blue shirt in front of him, ran his fingers through her black hair, caressed her face, and said -
"Because it's you."
Because it's her!
He took her hand, took out a delicate small box from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Su Yueming's hand.
"What is this?" She looked at the small box in her palm and opened it curiously. Inside the box, there was a gold-plated emerald walking stick, exquisite and luxurious.
Su Yueming raised his eyes, his eyes full of doubts. He didn't seem to be a man who would take the initiative to buy gifts for women.
"I bought it randomly. If you like it, wear it. If you don't like it, give it to a servant." Murong Canghai said casually.
Su Yueming gently brushed her hand on the step rocker, then covered the box, put the box into her sleeve, and said -
"I'll wear it."
The expression on Murong Canghai's face suddenly became clear, and he said, "As long as you like it, it's getting late. Let's start back home."
With that said, he hugged Su Yueming and got on the horse.
On the galloping horse, Su Yueming turned back and looked towards the palace that was getting further away. All she could see seemed to be an illusory dream.
"Is it difficult for the emperor to summon you to the palace?" His voice was close to his ear from the horseback.
Su Yueming shook her head, "No, I was given a wedding dress because I didn't have a family on my wedding day." So far, she still has a feeling of discomfort in her heart. She can't forget what Queen Pei did.
But when she returned, she carefully inspected the material and sewing of the wedding dress and found nothing wrong with it.
"Your Majesty cannot think of such thoughtful things." Murong Canghai's voice sounded a little cold.
Su Yueming raised her head and saw the cold lines of his chin and the indifferent expression on his face.
Returning to the palace, as soon as she entered the door, Su Yueming saw several doctors responsible for treating the prince passing by in a hurry, and she felt nervous——
Something happened to the prince?
"Your Majesty..." Seeing them coming in, several doctors knelt down quickly, said hello, and all raised their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.
"Is the prince in trouble?" Su Yueming asked tightly, her heart skipping a beat.
The leader, Doctor Lin, glanced at Murong Canghai, as if he was about to speak but hesitated.
"Tell me." Murong Canghai saw Su Yueming's nervous expression and said calmly.
"Yes, Your Majesty, Prince Zhou... I'm afraid, I'm afraid he won't survive." The doctor said, carefully avoiding it.
What?!
After Su Yueming heard this, he staggered, his body became unstable, and his face suddenly turned pale.