Aya hesitated for a moment, but finally stopped following her.
After walking through the many palaces, she took a shortcut and approached the East Palace. The East Palace was just a few walls away from the Imperial Palace. Strictly speaking, the East Palace was also part of the Imperial Palace, but the guards of the Eastern Palace were not in the Imperial Palace.
There was some mud on the skirt. She held an umbrella with one hand and held the skirt with the other hand and shouted in the empty East Palace, "Xiao Ninglan, Xiao Ninglan——"
For some reason, she firmly believed that he was still in the East Palace. She had searched the palace where he lived in the past. Not to mention people, there was not even a ghost. It seemed that she thought highly of him. He was a high-ranking king. How could he still be here?
Wait for her here for three days?
Looking at the dirty hem of her skirt, she simply put it down, letting the long skirt drag out long marks in the rain. After walking through several empty palaces, her footsteps stopped at the door of the Bamboo Garden.
Looking at the closed red door, she hesitated for a moment, but still didn't have the courage to go in. She turned around and walked towards the way she came.
If you can't find it, you can't find it. The world is his, the country is his, and he doesn't care. Why should she worry about him?
After walking a few steps, a cold voice sounded from behind, "What? You don't have the patience to continue searching so quickly?"
Yan Xiaoyu turned around and saw the door of Zhuyuan opened. Xiao Ninglan stood at the door in black clothes with long hair. He did not have a complicated palace bun, but a simple jade hairpin pinned diagonally behind his head.
Probably because the person with curly hair is not very good, the bun is very slanted, the ink-dyed black hair hangs down around the waist, and the bangs in front of his forehead are scattered on his face. He is lazy and charming. It is completely opposite to the meticulous person he usually is, but it adds to the charm.
A lot of evil charm.
The black brocade clothes were not old, and Yan Xiaoyu could tell that they were the clothes he used to wear when he was the Lord of the East Palace. She never knew that someone could look so good in black. She usually hated black the most, but
At this moment, the black color made it impossible for her to take her eyes away.
Xiao Ninglan walked out, her tall figure slightly unsteady. He walked very slowly, as if he had made up his mind every time. When he walked in front of her, she realized that he was so tall. She stood there,
Only up to his shoulders.
Has he grown taller in the past few days? Or has she not taken a good look at him for so long? He is so thin, but also so beautiful, and Yan Xiaoyu's eyes began to turn sour.
She bit her lip and looked at him, "You disappeared and many people are anxious. If nothing is wrong, please don't play such a boring game!"
Xiao Ninglan looked at her with burning eyes. He waited for her in the East Palace for three days. In her eyes, was it just a boring game?
"I've been waiting for you, but you never came!" Xiao Ninglan said with a bit of sadness, her phoenix eyes were filled with flames, and she stared at her slightly pale face for a moment.
"I'm here now..." Yan Xiaoyu raised her face and looked at Xiao Ninglan calmly.
"So, are you willing to forgive me?" His words were extremely uncertain, and there was no color on his pale face.
"Yes, I forgive you, Xiao Ninglan, I don't hate you anymore. It's too tiring to hate someone..." Yan Xiaoyu smiled, with a bitter smile.
"Xiaoyu..." Xiao Ninglan reached out and wanted to touch her cheek, but she dodged it, and the smile he just showed froze there.
Yan Xiaoyu took a few steps back and said with relief: "Xiao Ninglan, you have put in enough trouble and I am tired too. Go back to the palace. Don't forget what you said. You will let me go to find Ziyou. From now on, we will never see each other again!"
"
Xiao Ninglan gritted her teeth and sneered, "Is this what you call forgiveness?"
His voice was cold as if coming from hell, and his pale face was even more bloodless.
"Yes, I don't hate you anymore. This is forgiveness. There is nothing else between us!" Yan Xiaoyu said while retreating. When the last note was uttered, she had turned around suddenly, and her long pink skirt was halfway through the air.
Arc, she turned and walked away.
Xiao Ninglan looked at her decisive back and gritted her teeth and sneered. It turned out that this was what she called forgiveness. From now on, we would never see each other again. His clenched fists became tighter and tighter, veins burst out on the back of his hands, and his black brocade clothes were soaked by the rain again.
Wet, raised her head, roared at the hazy sky, her back holding the umbrella walked further and further away, gradually disappearing into the hazy rain...
Unable to bear it any longer, he roared and rushed towards the big tree next to him. He punched the tree with a fierce punch, which was mixed with all the internal strength in his life. The big tree collapsed with a bang. Blood was pouring from his fist, and blood was also rushing in his chest. He opened his mouth, and a lot of
Blood spurted out.
Are they tears? They were fishy and salty, with the warmth of his body. He didn't want to believe that he would shed tears. How many years? Ten years, twenty years? He had already forgotten the taste of tears, since the day his mother-in-law died.
, he no longer sheds tears.
Yan Xiaoyu returned to Zixiao Palace. It was getting late. She looked at Eunuch Deluo who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She frowned and said, "The emperor is in the East Palace. You should send someone to pick him up now. It's best to take the emperor with you."
Doctor, he seems to be sick..."
Xiao Ninglan was indeed ill, and very seriously ill. He suffered internal injuries and a high fever, and he was in a coma all day long. In order to deal with the foreign ministers, Eunuch Luo spread the lie that the emperor was ill. This was confirmed after the ministers went into the inner tent to see Xiao Ninglan.
But because of the emperor's illness, the imperial doctors were helpless and depressed. In addition, when he was in a coma and refused to let anyone get close to him to give him medicine, Eunuch Luo once again became as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Concubines from various palaces came to see Xiao Ninglan. When one of them approached him to give him medicine, she was punched by Xiao Ninglan until she vomited blood. After that, no concubines dared to approach him anymore.
He himself was a dangerous person, especially when he was sleeping, looking at the increasingly weak emperor, Luo Gonggong scoundrelly went to invite Yan Xiaoyu again.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Emperor's illness is most likely related to Concubine Yan. During his illness, all the masters strained their heads to take a look at Xiao Ninglan, but Concubine Yan alone never showed up.
Yan Xiaoyu looked at Eunuch Luo with some embarrassment. She was not an imperial doctor. Besides, Xiao Ninglan was a suspicious person. The other concubines were beaten until they vomited blood when they came near him. If he asked her to visit him, didn't he ask her to die?
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