C42 (2/2)

After not seeing each other for half a month, do you miss her as much as I do?

Jade Dew Hall.

Fang Chun knelt at the entrance of the palace, waiting for the arrival of the emperor.

”Sister Fang Chun, don't we need to teach the Empress and have her prepare?” The hymen who was kneeling behind her and welcoming the emperor's carriage pulled at the hem of her clothes as he asked weakly.

”No need.” Fang Chun was in a great mood as she explained while smiling proudly, ”I am going to let Your Majesty see the Empress's sickly appearance.

What I want is the feeling of pity.

hymen seemed to understand, but she did not dare ask anymore. In this palace, there are some things that need to be said until the end.

Fang Chun led the palace maids behind him and immediately bowed, ”Welcome, your Majesty.”

Mo Hua's footsteps paused, ”Get up. And the Imperial Consort Qiong? ”

Fang Chun lowered her head and smiled, a glint of light flickering in her eyes. ”Lady Qiong has been sick this entire time, and her body is too weak to come out to receive the emperor.

Mo Hua chuckled, he had seen through Fang Chun's thoughts, ”Alright, you guys don't have to follow us anymore, Imperial Consort Qiong and I have some important things to say.”

With a wave of his hand, Mo Hua entered the Jade Dew Hall alone.

Fang Chun bowed slightly, and waited for the emperor to walk far away, then stood up with a smile and looked at Qing An, who had also stayed behind, ”Young Eunuch Qing will always follow by the side of the emperor to serve him, and it's been hard on you, the emperor will probably not leave tonight. I have some freshly brewed cherry blossom wine in my room, I hope that Young Eunuch Qing can show me some of your face and sample some.”

Qing An's eyes lit up, his hands within his sleeves moved slightly, but he did not take them out, and only nodded with a smile: ”Since it's like this, then I'll have to trouble you.”

As the sky darkened, only a trace of light could be seen from the main hall of Jade Dew Hall, making it seem rather cold and cheerless.

The shadow that had been cut out on the window paper swayed with the candlelight, and it also seemed incomparably slender and pitiful.

Mo Hua stood at the doorway for a while, but still did not take a single step.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly stepped to the side and made a small circle. He walked to an open window on the other side of the main hall and looked inside like a thief.

From this position, he could perfectly see Ye Qiongjiang sitting at the side of the table.

After not seeing her for a few days, Ye Qiongjiang had indeed lost a bit of weight. She sat in front of the table and held onto a fruit with both of her hands, staring at it with a smile that felt warm and comfortable like he had never seen it before.

She kept looking at the fruit in front of her. She gently pressed the tip of the fruit with her fingertips, pushing the fruit back and forth on the table like a kitten playing with a fur ball. Her sweet smile seemed to be filled with longing for the future.

Her eyes were so bright that even though they seemed to have drifted into the distance, there was still a radiance that he had never seen before.

This brilliance only belonged to one person, but it was definitely not him.

Mo Hua slowly took a step back, turned around dejectedly, and looked at the wall that had been flipped countless of times during the night.

”Who is it!”

The concubine in the hall suddenly stood up and turned her head to look out the window as if sensing something.

In the sky, the first moon had risen. The Polygonum multiflorum Thunb by the window was gently swaying in the wind, letting out a clear and melodious sound.

Outside the window, it was silent and without a trace.

Was it an illusion?

Ye Qiongjiang was startled for a moment, then gently turned her head around and continued looking at the blackberry fruit.

Hold...

At the beginning of the moon, the Star Palace sat halfway up the mountain. Due to the convergence of starlight, they created a semicircular small plaza in front of them.

Great Deity Official slowly pushed open the wood carving door and walked out of the room.

He stood at the top of the stairs and looked down at the square, which was covered in bright star patterns. He said indifferently, ”What a great interest.”

The square was empty, no one knew who he was talking to.

”Shen Qing, come here and help us. We want to see the full moon, this crescent has made us feel so stifled.”

Great Deity Official turned around, and saw a person standing on the roof of Star Palace's palace. A Crescent Moon was bending over his head, the night wind was rustling his clothes, and the black hair that was carelessly scattered behind her back was dancing with the wind. She looked like a floating immortal, as though she could be blown away by the wind at any time.