Yu Niang looked at me and said nothing, but I could tell that she was already jealous because I asked about Xiao Se.
Is it true that everyone is no longer good at disguising their emotions when their goal is about to be achieved?
Or maybe I already know Yu Niang’s purpose, so I have a special idea for every move she makes.
"Do you like him?"
Yuniang didn't answer my question, but asked me instead.
I didn't expect her to be so nice and ask without pretense. Maybe she was afraid that Xiao Se and I would fall in love!
"If I say I like it, will Lady Yu be angry?"
I asked deliberately, but my words were vague and unclear.
Yuniang didn't speak, but just darkened her eyes.
"I love him."
After a long time, she gave me the answer.
Although it is only three words, it is enough to be the answer.
She couldn't accept any woman approaching Xiao Se, even for admiration.
"I don't like him."
I said to Yuniang, as if giving her reassurance, I said: "I have only loved one man in my life."
"Who is it?"
She asked eagerly, then felt that she was losing her temper and wanted to say something to cover up.
I interrupted her upcoming cover-up and said directly: "Dongfang Ao, I only loved him. If I could, I would choose not to love him."
"Why?"
She asked, but I didn't answer.
Why else? Because he can't give me love, all he gives me is heartbreak, and he can't give me everything I want.
Along the way, Yuniang didn't speak again, and I didn't speak again either. We stayed in silence until we arrived at Beiming Palace.
We are not royal family members, so the person who comes to greet us will not be Emperor Beiming, just a eunuch.
That eunuch will not be Ouyang Shaoqing's personal eunuch, he is just a eunuch in charge of entertainment matters in the palace.
The rules in this palace are the same. Normal people's carriages are not allowed to carry people in. They have to get off the carriage and walk in by themselves. Moreover, they must be very polite and cannot look around.
Yuniang and I often go to and from the palace, and we have no special feelings about every scene in the palace, nor the high city walls.
However, when those dancers who had almost never entered the palace, perhaps once or twice, looked at the palace again, their eyes were clearly filled with unabashed yearning.