Chapter 27 (1/2)

Chapter 27

Earnest laughter and cold wind enters through the window.

”Your Ladys.h.i.+p—–” Yan Er hesitates a little, wondering whether or not she should close the window.

”Just open the window.  It is stuffy here.”  Xi Yan lightly says as she reclines on the couch, her eyes trained at the happy girl outside.  She only knows now that happiness is infectious, seeing her so happy, Xi Yan's lips too curve upwards.

That smile freezes a little when a yellow silhouette appears.

Maids and eunuchs carrying furnace and pots follow the yellow figure while he stops next to the lady in blue.  The lady gracefully runs to the man in yellow.  Perhaps the snow is slippery, she ended up slipping.  The man in yellow outstretches his hands and catches her; she falls right into his chest.

Xi Yan can almost hear that lady's shy laughter.  This kind of scene is undoubtedly blissful to a woman inside the palace because only one person has the right to wear that yellow robe in this entire country.  That man is the esteemed Emperor Xuan Yuan Yu.

The smile on Xi Yan's lips remains, why shouldn't it be?  She has no reason to be sad seeing them so happy, isn't it?  After all, she is only a consort by name.  It is that way now, and will always be.

Ever since she entered the palace that day, her heart belongs exclusively to herself.  What she surrendered over to this palace was Nalan Xi Yan's life, not Nalan Xi Yan's heart.

Giving away her heart means giving away her love.  In this cold and desolate palace, love is just an instrument used to hurt you.  These are not what she wants.

”Yan Er, the weather is so cold, why did you open the window?” Li Qiu hastily walks to the window.  When she sees the scene outside, she looks away.

”Bengong told her to.  The sky is so clear today, it's been a while since bengong sees the outside world.”  Xi Yan simply says.