|Gu Tingfang glanced at her coldly and noblely, "Send the orphan back to the palace."
"..." In an instant, Yin Luzhu's smile froze on his face.
Looking at this familiar operation, Shi Yue blinked, feeling that it was somewhat familiar.
……
After leaving Wangyue Pavilion, Yin Luzhu and Gu Tingfang got on the carriage to Da Yin Palace.
But the night, which was originally clear and clear, suddenly turned to rain.
The rain hit the roof of the car, making a thumping sound, fast and short, as if it was the rhythm of a heartbeat.
Gu Tingfang, however, tensed up, her expression showing the slightest hint of defense, "Yin Luzhu, can you hear anything outside?"
Yin Luzhu nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he saw him draw out his sword, looking like he was ready to fight at any time.
Yin Luzhu was shocked.
"Is there an assassin, sir?"
There was a hint of confusion in Gu Tingfang's eyes, "I heard from the older generation of palace people that there is always something dirty coming out on a rainy night like this."
"..." Yin Luzhu choked. She looked at Gu Tingfang expressionlessly and pursed her lips.
The next moment, she gently opened the car curtain.
In the night, the rain is lingering, a faint fragrance rises from the earth, the water vapor lingers, and the street becomes like a mist-shrouded fairyland.
The raindrops hit the lotus leaves, making a crisp sound and shining with crystal light. The streets that were originally crowded with people became deserted.
The ten-mile long street becomes more attractive on a rainy night. The street lights are lit up, emitting a warm yellow light. Carriages gallop in the rain, splashing water, and the sound of horse hooves and rain echo in the night sky.
Putting down the car curtain, Yin Luzhu said: "Your Majesty, there are no ghosts in this world. Ghosts can only hide in people's hearts."
Yin Luzhu's voice was light, obviously without any emotion, but when hearing it in Gu Tingfang's ears, there was a faint feeling of sadness.
Yin Luzhu said nothing, she just raised the car curtain and looked at the scenery outside the window.
As the night gets darker, the green leaves rustle in the rain, and the sound of the wind is like an ancient legend, making people shudder.
On the branches, the rainwater rolled like a string of beads, shining with the light of night. Pedestrians passed by in a hurry in the rain, and pieces of black clothes flew down in the night, like a rendered ink painting.
For a while, no one spoke, they just sat quietly.
Gu Tingfang stared at Yin Luzhu, looking at her fair and delicate face, and gradually fell into a trance.
After a long time, he suddenly asked.
"Yin Luzhu, tell me...how does it feel to fall in love with someone?"
Hearing this, Yin Luzhu was startled. She lowered her eyes gently, and Ji Yanchen's appearance suddenly appeared in her mind.
Her bright red lips curved into a pretty curve.
"It's probably like this when you fall in love with someone. Endless tenderness will arise in your heart. As day and night pass, remembering that person is like spring grass."
"Seeing his smile makes me feel happy. Whether in trouble or in the ups and downs of life, his return always brings the greatest comfort."
The more Yin Luzhu said, the more Gu Tingfang's brows wrinkled tighter and tighter, until even his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
Yin Luzhu never noticed anything strange about Gu Tingfang. There was a shallow smile on her face. It was a smile that Gu Tingfang had never seen before. It was like a cluster of flames, slowly igniting in her heart, emanating from the inside, like a trickle.
