A flash of doubt flashed in Gu Tingfang's eyes, and soon, it was completely shattered by the wave rising in her body and the anger that filled her heart.
Tonight seemed to be particularly short. By the time Gu Tingfang woke up, it was already dawn.
He seemed to have thought of something and sat up suddenly.
The first thing you see is a messy dormitory, tables and chairs skewed here and there, and...
His eyes suddenly fell on the blazing scarlet red face, and he was immediately startled. All the things last night actually happened, and it was not a dream!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a breath.
In his memory, he and that person were fighting each other to death, the intensity was deep and cruel, like a merciless punishment, and listening to her moans felt like she was about to be crushed.
As if thinking of something, Gu Tingfang looked around the room.
In the huge dormitory, the figure of the man had already disappeared.
He came to the window, stretched out his hand, and let the breeze blow by.
The wind blew up his clothes and messed up his black hair, but he had no intention of flinching. He raised his head and looked at the scenery washed by the drizzle. His dark eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.
What.
At this moment, Shi Yue opened the door and walked in.
When he saw the mess in the dormitory, he was slightly startled, "Your Majesty... this is..."
As if thinking of something, Shi Yue's pupils narrowed, "Did someone break into the palace last night?"
Gu Tingfang glanced at him and didn't answer. She just said, "Who is it?"
Shi Yue shook his head, "Everyone was driven away by the king last night, and no one was seen entering Zhaode Hall."
Shi Yue lowered his eyes, "It's all my fault. If my subordinates hadn't gone home to visit relatives, they wouldn't have let the thieves break in. How did your Majesty get hurt?"
Gu Tingfang glanced at him and said nothing, but pursed her lips tightly, looking as if she was very angry.
Shi Yue was a little puzzled.
Your Majesty's expression seems a little subtle, like resentment, rage, or weakness, mixed with a little bit of unspeakable meaning.
Shi Yue didn't rush him, he just waited quietly.
But after waiting for a long time, he only said, "Pass on Yin Luzhu."
Shi Yue responded, and when he was about to leave, he asked again, "I heard that the wine given to you by the imperial concubine last night was mixed with love poison. Is everything okay with you?"
Shi Yue stared at the clearly visible bite mark on his collarbone and the broken lip, feeling a little worried.
Gu Tingfang shook his head.
Looking at his appearance, Shi Yue sighed, with a hint of sympathy flashing through his eyes.
Ever since that incident happened, Your Majesty has never been close to a woman again. However, this noble concubine has provoked Your Majesty again and again and actually poisoned her with love.
If you hold this poison in for a long time, it will hurt your nerves.
With a sigh, Shi Yue strode out of the dormitory.
Here, Yin Luzhu had just finished washing herself and not long after falling asleep, she was woken up by Qingluo, saying that she was someone from the palace and that she was being asked to come to the palace.
Yin Luzhu sat up with a tired look on his face, "What's the matter?"
"I don't know. The person who came here only said that your Majesty is calling you urgently."
Grinding his teeth hard, Yin Luzhu got off the bed, dressed neatly, and then went to the Yin Palace.
Inside the Zhaode Hall, it seemed as if it was covered with a layer of frost, and wisps of cold air were seeping out continuously.
Except for Shi Yue, there was no one else in the huge sleeping hall.
Looking at this atmosphere, Yin Luzhu came in cautiously, and then bowed, "Greetings to you, your Majesty, may you be blessed."