Las cosas malas suceden a menudo

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After a few moments of internal struggle, his thoughts ultimately yielded to his physical actions.

Jun Wuhen opened the door and quietly went out.

He evaded the patrolling guards and nimbly climbed into Qingyun's room.

Jun Wuhen held his breath, concealing his presence. He tiptoed to Qingyun's bedside.

Through the hazy moonlight, he saw Qingyun sleeping peacefully.

His breath hitched, and a gentle light appeared in his blue eyes.

Jun Wuhen stared at Qingyun's face, completely mesmerized. He could hardly believe that the person he had been longing for was now standing right in front of him.

Her eyelashes were still long and delicate like tassels, her nose was still high and smooth, and her lips were still alluringly red.

Jun Wuhen couldn't help but lean forward, his hand trembling as he stroked Qingyun's face, his cold lips gently pressing against hers with endless affection.

At that moment, Jun Wuhen heard a sigh.

He was startled, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Qingyun's eyes were surprisingly bright.

"Jun Wuhen..." Qingyun called softly. There seemed to be a faint sense of estrangement in her voice.

Jun Wuhen trembled, immediately stood up, and withdrew his hand. His blue eyes held a hint of embarrassment.

"Jun Wuhen, I don't want this to happen again." Qingyun stood up, leaning against the wall. In the darkness, she stared intently at Jun Wuhen, her tone indifferent yet resolute.

Jun Wuhen felt a slight pang in his heart, and he nodded.

"good."

Having said that, he turned and left Qingyun's room. No, it should be said that he fled in disarray.

Even after Jun Wuhen left, Qingyun still didn't go to sleep.

She gently touched the lips Jun Wuhen had just kissed, her eyes flickering slightly. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She vigorously wiped her lips with her sleeve.

At that moment, a low sigh came from the beam.

"Woman, you could have dodged just now." A white figure leaped down from the beam and landed lightly beside Qingyun's bed. Li Ge looked at him, her eyes filled with sadness. "Why didn't you dodge?"

"I..." Qingyun bit her lower lip, suddenly unable to speak. She was always a light sleeper when sleeping in unfamiliar places, and she had already woken up when Jun Wuhen turned over and came in.

“Woman.” Li Ge sat down, his hand touching her lips, which were red from rubbing, and gently caressing them. “Don’t always think you owe him a lot; you’ve already repaid a lot.”

Li Ge gently took her hand and hugged her.

"Really?" Qingyun looked up at Lige.

"Mmm." Li Ge slightly increased the distance between them, then gently gave her a light kiss on the lips. "You can't abuse your lips like that anymore."

Qingyun smiled and nodded.

Suddenly, Qingyun seemed to remember something. She frowned, stared into Lige's brown eyes, and asked, "When did you come into my room?"

"Before Jun Wuhen came in."

Qingyun's lips twitched slightly. "What are you doing here?"

Li Ge smiled and said, "I wanted to say a few words to you, but I didn't expect Jun Wuhen to suddenly climb over the wall just as I was about to speak."

Volume 3: Truth and Falsehood in the Palace, Three Men

Qingyun raised an eyebrow and asked, "What did you say?"

At this moment, Li Ge grasped Qing Yun's hand and placed it on his chest. "Believe me, I will make sure you can play the piano happily every day from now on. But not now. As for the reason, I will tell you later."

Qingyun remained silent for a long time, and even Lige could feel the cold temperature of the hand on his chest.

Suddenly, Qingyun broke free from Lige's hand and wrapped her arms tightly around Lige's neck. "Lige, I really, really want to play the piano. Ever since I learned to play, there hasn't been a day I haven't played. I haven't touched the piano for the past few months, and I feel so empty inside. Lige, I dream about playing the piano."

Li Ge hugged Qingyun tightly, feeling her trembling, and his heart ached along with hers. He didn't want her to suffer so much. But he couldn't bear the possibility of losing her.

"Whenever you feel empty inside, I will make lots and lots of your favorite pastries to fill your heart."

“Li Ge…” Qingyun sniffed hard, and finally replied, “Okay, I promise you.”

Since that night, Qingyun and Jun Wuhen have never met again. Jun Wuhen occasionally chats with Yu Wuxia about everyday matters, but he spends most of his time in his room, and no one knows what he does there. To avoid a repeat of what happened at dinner that night, Qingyun, using the excuse that she didn't want to move around, simply ate her meal in her room.

After staying for more than ten days, Situ Xingyun and his group had to return to the palace, since Fengxi still needed someone to take care of it.

So they decided to return to the palace the next day.

late at night.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; the night is clear and bright.

Qingyun tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Tonight was her last night in the Phoenix Ice Palace. For some reason, she felt a strange attachment to this palace.

From childhood, she lived amidst the scheming and intrigue of the palace. Many concubines tried to curry favor with her, and she had to greet them with a smile. She hated those concubines. But no concubine had ever set foot in this Phoenix Ice Palace. Her father had said that only her family of three was allowed to enter.

This Phoenix Ice Palace is her true home.

Perhaps that's why she feels attached to this place.