There were tears of excitement in Liang'er's eyes. When she heard Wang Yue's words, she nodded repeatedly, "It's your Majesty, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is about to arrive at the main hall. Get ready to pick him up."
Wangyue hurriedly tidied her clothes and quickly came to the bronze mirror. Looking at herself in the mirror as dignified as ever, she breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he arrived at the door, the closed door was pushed open, and Xuanqing walked in with a snowy look.
He was only wearing a thin green shirt, and the white snow falling on it was like falling on the green leaves, which had a bewitching beauty.
"My concubine pays homage to the lord." Wangyue leaned over and bowed.
Xuanqing helped her up and said, "There is no need to be polite between you and me."
Xuanqing's voice was still so cold, with a little bit of alienation, but to Wang Yue's ears, it felt like the sound of nature, and her heartbeat accelerated a lot for no reason.
Xuanqing found a seat and sat down. He looked around, "Are you still getting used to living here?"
In these days, this seems to be the first time Xuanqing cares about him so much, and Wangyue's eyes are slightly red.
She nodded, "The monarch gives me the best in everything, and I am naturally used to it."
"That's good." Xuanqing nodded.
For a moment, the huge hall suddenly fell silent. No one spoke, and the silence was a bit eerie.
Liang'er looked at this scene with an ambiguous smile on his face, and then retreated with the other maids.
In an instant, only Wangyue and Xuanqing were left in the huge hall.
In the incense burner, the incense in the goose pear tent is emitting a sweet smell, lingering in the palace and lasting for a long time.
Wangyue slowly came to Xuanqing's side and sat down. She looked at Xuanqing and gradually fell into a trance.
How long has it been since I took a good look at him?
He seems to be very tired these days, and his brows are always frowning, as if he has thousands of sorrows that are too thick to be resolved, which is heartbreaking.
Subconsciously, Wang Yue reached out her hand to smooth his eyebrows.
However, as soon as her hand touched her, Xuanqing quickly pushed her hand away as if she was frightened.
Mochizuki stared blankly at the hand that was pushed away by him, and was stunned for a moment.
When did they become so alienated?
Does he actually despise himself so much?
Looking at Wang Yue's pale face for a moment, and the overwhelming sadness in her eyes, Xuan Qing said: "I'm sorry, I..."
A smile appeared on Mochizuki's face and she shook her head.
"I know."
During his years in Da Yin, he suffered a lot, so naturally he subconsciously rejected contact with others.
Xuanqing pursed her lips, wanting to say something to comfort her, but in the end, no words came out.
He pondered for a moment and finally spoke, "I heard that you went to see Yin Luzhu?"
Wangyue raised her eyebrows slightly.
It turns out that he is here to ask for guilt tonight.
Wangyue stood up and knelt down, but Xuanqing stopped her, "You sit down and talk, there is no need for this between us."
To Wangyue, the four words "between us" seem to be the most beautiful in the world, and they can always easily dispel all the haze in the heart.
Wangyue looked at Xuanqing and did not hide anything. She said: "Yin Luzhu took good care of me when I was in the palace of Prince Chu Xiang. I regarded her as a good friend. Now that she is in jail, I naturally can't ignore her." p>
"I know that the monarch is very prejudiced against her, but..."
Wangyue looked at Xuanqing, as if she had made a decision, she exhaled, her tone more serious than ever before.
