C230 (1/2)

The moon hung high in the sky, and the walls of the palace were painted with a pale silver light.

The wind blew through the screen, extinguishing the flickering oil lamp on the small table.

A few mournful cat meows came from the distance, and the shabby door creaked open a crack in the darkness. A black shadow entered the palace through the moonlight.

The man in black knelt on one knee in front of the worn-out curtain and said, ”My Lord, Nightingale and his entourage have safely arrived at Yuzhou. According to the reports of the scouts, he intends to bring the wangfei Luo Lingwei to participate in this year's Golden Flowing Night Feast. ”

A man's silhouette emerged from the windless, automatic music. The man let out a ”En” sound, standing in the shadows with his hands behind his back, making people unable to understand his emotions.

The man in black raised his head, facing the silver mask behind the curtain.

The man who was called Master was probably in a good mood, so he didn't bother about his offenses and just waved his hand.

Nightingale...

In order to stall for time for Yen Lianhe, Luo Lingwei forcefully brought a group of chattering ladies to stroll more than half of Yuzhou City.

He was so tired that he didn't want to move, and he couldn't make it in time for dinner.

After accompanying the ladies through the afternoon and blowing on the last wave of rainbow fart, Luo Lingwei went back to her courtyard with a tired look on her face.

Although the guest courtyard was second-hand, the environment was quite good.

All sorts of pavilions, pavilions, gardens and lakes were present. It was as if the capital had shrunk to the size of the Regent's Manor.

”You didn't arrange this in advance, did you?”

Nightingale, who was making tea, nodded her head. Her hands kept moving in a way that was pleasing to the eyes. Luo Lingwei's fighting ability was extremely poor. Although she inherited the original owner's memories, she still did not know anything about the Way of Tea.

Holding her chin and looking at it for a while, Luo Lingwei let out a scream as she smelled the refreshing fragrance of the tea.

The aftereffects of not eating well were already apparent. Luo Lingwei was so hungry that she wished she could digest herself. In addition to missing out on the fish perfectly, Luo Lingwei was sadly holding a teacup as she stared at Ye Lianhe with resentment.

”Dinner is not ready?” Ye Lianhe asked even though he knew the answer and watched the scene with a smile.

Luo Lingwei almost lost the strength to glare at him, ”What do you think?”

Anyone who wandered around for an afternoon should be hungry.

Lil 'White was laughing on the side.

The prince already knew that the young lady couldn't eat well, so he had arranged for the chef to heat up the fish soup at any time. He hadn't eaten dinner. He had been waiting for the young lady to come back before he was willing to start the banquet.

Seeing Ye Lianhe smile without saying a word, Luo Lingwei became even more depressed as she put down her teacup and turned her head to look at no one.

It was the first time that Ye Lianhe had seen her in such a proud and delicate state. He found it interesting.

He knew that if he was to make a fool of himself, he would definitely lose his temper. Thus, he put down the teacup and instructed Whitey to go to the kitchen and get someone to prepare a meal.

”Arrange for the food to be served.”

Lil 'White could not help but cover his mouth and push it out.

It was only then that Luo Lingwei noticed. She pounced on Ye Lianhe and shook him. ”Wow, you two are trying to cheat me?”

The two of them fell into a heated argument when suddenly, they heard several rustling sounds coming from the wutong tree in the courtyard.

Ye Lianhe's expression suddenly turned cold. He lifted his hand and pulled Luo Lingwei into his embrace.

A strong ambergris filled her nose in an instant. Luo Lingwei lay in Ye Lianhe's arms, her head full of tears. She was constantly struggling with herself.

Ye Lianhe lowered his voice and said, ”Don't move!”

Luo Lingwei did not know what he was so agitated about, but she obediently hid in his arms without making a sound.

Ye Lianhe patted Luo Lingwei's back. His gaze landed on the obscure darkness outside the window. ”Come out, Imperial Advisor.”

Luo Lingwei followed his gaze. The gentle breeze blew past the window, casting a shadow of lush vegetation, shaking the quiet night breeze. It was a terrifying scene to behold.

”?” Luo Lingwei did not understand.