"My sister took the risk to save her. I am really grateful." That day, she really thought she was going to do it. Fortunately, Concubine Die saved her. She would not forget that the relationship between the two was just a transaction. She could have done without.

Talk to her, and I won't blame her.

Concubine Die stared at a pool of plain white lotus, as if she had not heard her words, and the worry in her eyes became more and more intense. She could never forget the emperor's eyes that day, cold and ruthless, like a sharp knife piercing her.

My heart throbbed violently.

She thought that she couldn't sit on the golden chair in the Peony Palace.

"Jingsu," she called her this way for the first time. The solemn tone made Jingsu tremble, and she quickly responded, "Here,"

Concubine Die stared at her blankly and said nothing for a while. Jingsu met her gaze calmly and waited quietly.

She suddenly smiled, and in a flash, she said, "It's because I like your calm temperament that I cooperate with you. It's just a pity." She believed that Jingsu understood what it was a pity, shook her head gently, and then said: "You

She is always more blessed than I am, but there is one thing I have to say: as far as I know, no master who has entered this harem has ever been able to walk out freely."

Even though he knew how difficult it was to do what he had to do, Jingsu couldn't help but tremble all over after hearing such words that were almost prophetic. Concubine Die just sighed when she saw her appearance.

In the hiding place, Chong Mo, who was dressed in a dragon robe, was hiding behind a tree. He was looking at the pavilion from a distance. The lake wind blew up the green gauze, and two graceful figures could be vaguely seen disappearing and appearing. Man Sheng followed behind him, secretly observing his face.

His expression trembled violently, and he quickly lowered his head.

He actually read confusion in those cold purple eyes?!

"Gu Chao'en will return to the country soon. He has made extraordinary achievements. Shouldn't I reward him well?" Man Sheng didn't expect the emperor to suddenly say such a sentence. His heart skipped a beat. He couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he respected him.

He replied: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"How about giving him a beauty?" Chong Mo turned and left.

Man Sheng was stunned for a moment and murmured, "Beauty?" He turned around and looked at the pavilion and muttered, Concubine Die? Or Maid Jing? The emperor always doted on Concubine Die, and he must have refused to part with her, so it seemed that she was Maid Jing.

However, in a blink of an eye, when he raised his head again, Zhong Mo's figure was gone. He was so frightened that he trembled and chased after him.

The fifteenth month was full, and the silvery moonlight poured in, enveloping the beautiful woman sitting alone through the window bars.

Li Mo pushed the door open and came in, and saw her master sitting quietly under the window, looking up at the sky. For some reason, she always felt as if a sadness enveloped her when she looked at such a master, and it made her thin figure stand out.

More and more lonely.

She has been in the palace for many years and has served several masters, some gentle and gentle, some arrogant and domineering, but I have never seen anyone with such a temperament as hers. She doesn't care about favors and status, but she stubbornly insists on something.

"Master," she called softly, not knowing what to say, so she froze there.

Jingsu was still sitting quietly, as if she hadn't heard her voice at all. She looked intently, and suddenly she saw a line of clear tears hanging on her smooth cheeks. The teardrops gave off a soft light under the moonlight, touching the heart.

Li Mo was dumbfounded and his eyes got wet unknowingly.

Jingsu seemed to notice it, and turned his head to look at her. A smile appeared on her jade-like face, and the ripples could reach into people's hearts.

Li Mo woke up with a start and ran to her, "Master, no matter what your wish is, I will help you."

Jingsu was shocked, his dark eyes stared at her, full of doubts, and then he pulled her up with a smile, "It's just nonsense, what do I want to think about?"

Her smile was genuine and warm. If it hadn't been for Li Mo's personal service for nearly a year, she would have almost believed her. "Master, I can see that you are unhappy."

The smile on Jingsu's face turned dim, wilting, with a sense of boredom, "There are few people who can be happy after entering the palace."

They are like birds kept in a cage. When the owner is happy, he will reward them with some exquisite food for fun. When the owner is unhappy, he will take them out and let them out. They will starve for a few days and lose their lives.

It doesn't matter either.

What qualifications does such a person have to be happy? The rich clothes, jewelry and jade, and delicacies are all made for others to see. Only he can understand the coldness and loneliness in his heart.

Seeing her boredom, Li Mo panicked and said, "Master, don't be like this. People always have something to think about when they are alive. Why do you bother to torture yourself?"

Jingsu came to her senses and realized that she had scared this considerate maid, so she smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just feel a little sad looking at the full moon in the sky." There is a saying that when people on the full moon are reunited, when can she...

?

Li Mo looked at her thoughtfully and silently changed the topic, "Master, rest early. The emperor will hold a banquet in Changle Palace tomorrow night to celebrate the success of the lone general. I'm afraid there will be a lot of fuss."
Chapter completed!