Things ended peacefully like this, and the seemingly peaceful ending was actually a sign before the stormy waves were coming.
After that day, there were no storms as I thought, and life seemed to have returned to peace.
In the blink of an eye, it has been two months since I came to this palace. Except for the time when the queen deliberately came to find trouble, Dongfang Luo has not come to my palace blatantly, but only occasionally in the middle of the night.
But every time, Wan Ning seemed to know and asked me in the morning.
I didn't deliberately get rid of the smell of Dongfangluo. Wan Ning asked me every time.
I think my sister might be happy to know that Dongfang Luo came here secretly like this!
And these days, as to which concubine Dongfang Luolin was blessed with, the one that has been talked about the most is the queen.
I know that he didn't want the queen to cause trouble for me, so he went to visit the queen.
And I don’t think the queen is a very scheming person. In fact, as long as she is more scheming, she can guess that the reason why Dongfang Luo favors her is because of me.
I don't know if I'm too confident or what, I think Dongfang Network did this for me.
"What are you thinking about?"
Now that the weather is gradually entering summer and getting warmer, I often stand in front of the window and look at the scenery outside the yard and the shining stars in the dark night sky.
Each time I was in a daze for more than an hour, and I didn't notice the arrival of Dongfang Luo.
Every time he came, it was silent. Even though I waited quietly, he still didn't come.
Today he came and hugged me from behind. I leaned on him and still looked at the night.
To his question, I suddenly had a mischievous urge to answer him: I'm thinking of you.
I don't know what his expression will be when I tell him those three things.
But I didn't dare to tease him, I was afraid that the thunder from the sky would stir up the fire on the earth, so I just wanted to hug each other quietly like this.
"The night is beautiful tonight."
I said while looking at the bright moon and stars in the sky.
It seems to be sixteen today and fifteen yesterday.
Looking at the mellow moonlight, I thought of a poem.
There was bright moonlight in front of my bed, I suspected it was frost on the ground. I raised my head to look at the bright moon and lowered my head to think about my hometown.
Where is my distant hometown, I don't know.
Perhaps the only things I can miss are my sister and that man in the Prince Regent's Palace not far away.