Princess Xiangsi - Chapter 110
"Ah..." Qingyun felt as if her heart had been washed by warm water, and even the moonlight pouring down on her face felt warm.
Suddenly, Qingyun rolled over and climbed out through the half-open window.
With a crash, the pear and wood ear fungus syrup spilled all over the floor.
Qingyun rested her head on Ziyi's shoulder, her arms tightly wrapped around Ziyi.
"It's so good to have you."
Zi Yi was taken aback. Her face, which had suddenly become tense, relaxed and became very soft, soft enough to melt a pool of ice water.
After a long while, Qingyun's muffled voice came from behind.
"The syrup spilled, my syrup is gone."
Zi Yi chuckled lightly, "Then Zi Yi will go and do it again."
"don't want."
"What does the lady want?"
"Will you give me anything I want?" He narrowed his eyes, a cunning glint flashing across them.
"Yes." Without hesitation.
I want you to stay by my side forever.
"Okay." Without hesitation, Zi Yi nodded. But as soon as she nodded, she glanced at Qing Yun suspiciously. Why did she seem different today? Could it be…
Seemingly realizing her guess, Qingyun chuckled.
"That's great. Now I'll have someone to keep me company while I write. Hehe."
Looking at her smiling face and the innocence in her eyes, her suspicions vanished instantly, and Ziyi smiled as well.
"Um."
Volume Two: Fate Leads to a Separation from the Palace, a Happy Marriage, and a Runaway 2
The moonlight remained as clear as water. Qingyun's red lips curved into a smile, her eyes sparkling like the twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzlingly bright. The silvery moonlight gently enveloped them, soft and tender.
Suddenly, Qingyun yawned, her eyes showing a hint of weariness.
Zi Yi felt a pang of heartache. She quickly coaxed Qing Yun to bed, covered her with a blanket, extinguished the candle, and then left with peace of mind.
After Ziyi closed the door, the room fell silent.
Qingyun's eyes immediately opened, sparkling like the only light in the pitch-black night. A complex emotion slowly flowed through her eyes.
She gently stroked the corner of the brocade quilt where the purple-clad man had just moved, still feeling his warm touch. A faint, blissful smile, unnoticed by Qingyun, crept onto her lips.
Li Ge had his reasons. As long as he didn't say anything, she wouldn't expose him. Besides, if she were to expose him, this wasn't the time.
When the time comes, everything will come to an end.
The next day.
As dawn broke, the warm morning light gradually bathed the earth. Tranquility reigned everywhere. But inside the palace, chaos erupted.
This was entirely due to the earth-shattering scream of the flawless maid, Green Plum, and its unprecedented speed of spread.
"Aaaaah! Miss Wuxia has run away from home! Miss Wuxia has run away from home! Miss Wuxia has run away from home!"
Within half an hour, everyone in the entire vast detached palace, young and old, men and women, knew about it.
If you were to ask the most popular question at the palace right now, it would definitely be—"Hey! Did you know that Miss Wuxia is missing?"
"Yes, yes. I heard she ran away from home."
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hall.
A letter lay quietly on the round table.
The air was stifling and oppressive.
Jun Wuhen sat on the sandalwood chair with a dark expression. Although his face was serious, there was a faint worry in his blue eyes.
Qingyun had just fallen asleep when she was awakened by Lümei's screams. Knowing that Wuxia had run away from home, she immediately got up, quickly washed up, and rushed to the hall.
Zi Yi stood behind Qing Yun, equally silent.
Green Plum lowered her head anxiously, her body trembling slightly.
Jun Wuhen frowned, his voice icy.
"Green Plum, what exactly happened?"
Green Plum trembled even more, her voice shaking even more. She was most afraid of the Lord when he was angry.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Miss Wuxia has been getting up early every day to practice her zither. This morning, Green Plum went to wake Miss Wuxia as usual. But when she entered the room, she found it empty, without a soul in sight. She only found this letter on Miss Wuxia's pillow."
Jun Wuhen and Qingyun glanced at the letter on the table at the same time.