When she first came to the palace, Qin'er had never walked so freely?
The servants passed by in twos and twos, and when they saw her, they stopped and bowed their heads and curtsied, and then continued their business after she passed by.
She wasn't quite used to the feeling of being held up and held high by others.
Every time a servant bowed to her respectfully and added a meek "Princess, Princess", her body would feel numb for some reason.
I shamelessly went to sit by the water behind the rockery and let out a long breath from my chest. This feeling was really...
Sitting on the big round stone, put your hands behind your back and look up at the sky.
The stars all over her head shone like the shining silver sand sea at night. A long time ago in the palace, when she was homesick and cried, Feng Yao would comfort her.
He said, Qin'er, look, those stars are just like you, not in groups, each one is so far away, but their light reflects each other, and they are not alone.
Feng Yao is such a gentle man.
It can make you cry, and it can also make you laugh immediately.
But Feng Ruohen only had one state...silence.
His happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy are rarely exposed. He never says what he wants or doesn't want. He just accepts it and it seems natural and natural.
Years passed by, and in the blink of an eye, she was about to marry the most unlikely person.
What is very clear is that she once thought she loved Feng Yao the most. After so many things happened, looking back, she has only impossible regrets. Marrying Feng Ruohen, with all kinds of helplessness and resignation, but she couldn't.
regret.
A figure came from behind and covered her.
Qin'er looked back and saw Feng Ruohen, who was dressed in a lavender robe. His black hair was scattered, and only a men's hairpin tied up some of his hair. He was as free and easy as a poet who traveled around the world. The gentle moonlight enveloped him.
Coated with a light that worries about gains and losses, his facial features deserve to be even more handsome and extraordinary.
At this time, how could you see even half of the overlord's hostility in him?
"Why are you here?" After returning to the palace, he looked for her everywhere for a long time.
Turning her head and raising her neck to look at him, Qin'er could only see her own shadow in those pair of ancient and unwavering eyes.
Suddenly she smiled and asked, "Is this your first time looking for someone in the palace?"