The servant looked inside and saw that Prince Louis had not yet gone downstairs.
Although she did not go in immediately to ask for instructions... the king's intention was that she did not dare to disobey, and she did not dare to stop her without authorization.
Although the prince said that he should not disturb him in anything, matters related to the king are not trivial matters.
So the servant said to her, "Please come in with me."
Mo Jingyao nodded and carefully held the tea jar and followed her into it.
Stepping into this place again, smelling the air here, she tried hard to capture the breath that belonged only to him.
The palace is spacious and spacious, with hundreds of years of history, and is full of exquisiteness everywhere.
Mo Jingyao followed the servant to the center of the palace. The servant stopped and turned to her and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go up and notify the prince. He has been very busy recently and he specifically told him not to disturb him."
"Okay." Mo Jingyao nodded obediently, with a patient smile on her face, and then watched her walk upstairs.
I really haven't seen Chen Yi for a long time. I stood in the palace where he lived with a tea jar, and I always felt a little subtle in my heart.
I couldn't help but remember the scene before he was taken away by a helicopter that day. She remembered the words he said to her, word by word.
That day, everyone was filled with helplessness. For a moment, her heart still tugged.
The concern and worry about him, the distance and longing were enough to disturb her always restrained heart.
The curved windows and arches in the palace gave people a sense of solidity, heavy, balanced and stable. She began to look around to relieve her inner emotions.
The entire palace is full of aesthetic effects of saturation.
The relatively narrow window forms a strong and sharp contrast with the empty space inside the palace, making the light here relatively dim.
In addition to the light emitted by the crystal lamp all year round, it always gives people a mysterious and dark feeling, and its invisible aura is also very powerful.
After a while, footsteps came from the corner of the stairs.
Mo Jingyao raised her eyes intently, and Chen Yi appeared in her sight, and he also happened to look at her, and the two of them gathered together.
This couple in love can only show that they do not know each other at all within the sight of their servants. Only they can experience this helplessness and sadness.
As the pace approaches, the gradually increasing feelings in my heart are spreading endlessly.
Chen Yi went downstairs, and he walked towards her step by step with his long legs, his face full of calmness and strangeness.
The servant looked at him specifically.
Mo Jingyao stood there holding a tea jar, looking at him without a moment. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were obviously haggard, which made her feel so distressed.
"Pour a cup of tea for Miss Mo." Chen Yi ordered the servant who was following him.
"Yes." The servant stopped walking and turned away.
He came to Jing Yao and stood still. Jing Yao handed him the tea jar, "Hello, Prince." With only these three words, his throat seemed to be choked.
She looked into his eyes, "This is the tea that the king asked me to send you. The king said that it is just right now."
Chen Yi faced her gaze for a moment, until her fingers gently tapped the lid of the tea pot, that he lowered his eyes and glanced.
The moment the two of them looked at each other again, it seemed as if everything had stopped.
"No need to make tea." Mo Jingyao retracted her gaze and looked at the servant, then looked at Chen Yi, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, "Prince, the tea has been delivered, I'll leave first."
After saying that, she turned around and took steps, although she wanted to spend a while with him, even if she didn't say anything, and just stood face to face.
But she was worried that Catherine would look at the time not far away.
She couldn't let the other party get suspicious.
Looking at the familiar back that was walking towards the door, the scenes of getting along with each other over and over in my mind, Chen Yi's heart was empty.
It was him who put her in such dire straits and did not protect her.
Chen Yi held the tea jar tightly, and his heart was filled with self-blame and guilt.