La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 163

Then a small incident occurred.

The weavers of Zhiyun Pavilion refused to enter the palace. What was surprising, however, was that the Pavilion Master possessed a decree from the late Emperor, allowing him to disregard the orders of previous emperors of Fengxi. Upon verification, the decree was indeed written by the late Emperor. Therefore, Eunuch Tao dared not force them to enter the palace and had to give up.

The crowd gasped in astonishment. The Cloud Weaving Pavilion had always been a mysterious entity among the common people; who would have thought its mastermind was the royal family! Just who was the Pavilion Master?

This question remained a mysterious puzzle for many years to come.

After learning about this that evening, Li Ge immediately rushed to the Snow Palace.

Qingyun was in the room, sitting quietly in a chair, gazing at the zither covered with a thin white veil.

Her long eyelashes fluttered gently, casting a soft shadow in the flickering candlelight. A faint, dark yellow light settled in her eyes, shimmering and intertwining with that yellow hue, creating a soft, ethereal white glow.

Li Ge shuddered violently. How could he not understand her?

Whenever she longed for something, that emotion would appear in her eyes, a longing that rippled in her eyes and settled in her heart.

His heart began to ache. He always felt a deep pang of tenderness towards Qingyun.

With a flick of the toes, the white figure immediately and gently embraced Qingyun, blocking her view.

The fragrance of pear blossoms enveloped her completely, and Qingyun felt a warmth in her heart. Her eyelashes fluttered, and the faint light in her eyes gradually faded away.

“Farewell Song,” Qingyun murmured.

"Um."

"Why?"

"I'll tell you later," he said, tightening his grip on Qingyun's arm. "Just bear with it, okay?"

After a long while, just when Li Ge thought time would stand still forever, a soft voice sounded in his arms.

“…Okay.” Because she trusted him wholeheartedly, she agreed.

Li Ge released Qing Yun, smiled gently at her, his brown eyes filled with a soft light, even softer than the dim lamplight.

Qingyun smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling like fireworks.

At this moment, Li Ge remembered his purpose. He found a chair and sat down opposite Qing Yun.

He stared intently into her eyes and asked, "Was that something you asked to do?"

Qingyun was startled, and she bit her lower lip.

"Why?" Li Ge's brown eyes flickered with candlelight.

Qingyun lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes obscuring her gaze.

"I just wanted to make things difficult for him."

The sound was soft, yet it glided like a feather onto the lake of Li Ge's heart, rippling outwards.

"Woman, do you still have him in your heart?" If not, then why make things difficult for him? Li Ge's heart ached slightly.

Li Ge's voice was soft, but it was like a heavy stone thrown into Qingyun's heart lake. The splashing water made Qingyun suddenly look up, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

She shook her head, and then, as if afraid he would misunderstand, she shook her head again firmly.

Situ Xingyun had existed in her heart since childhood, and after spending time together, she even thought he would take root in her heart forever. But when he married Shuangdie, her heart faded in that red glow, and he gradually faded from her heart until he disappeared.

When she regained her memories, she had hated Situ Xingyun. But the uneventful days away from the palace gradually erased her hatred, making her indifferent. When she saw him again, she knew she would never fall in love with him again; he could no longer stir any ripples in her heart. Just as she had told him at White Bone Cliff, they could never go back.

"I only made things difficult for him to make him give up." Qingyun's eyes were misty with tears, shimmering like the surface of a lake at midday in the candlelight. "Lige, after two marriages, I'm no longer the naive girl I used to be. Now I know what I want, so I'll do everything I can to get it. I won't let him get away."

Li Ge smiled, a doting smile appearing in his eyes.

"I won't run away."

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, but the next moment, the farewell song caused the atmosphere to drop again.

"Woman, you've gone way too far in this matter."

Qingyun nodded knowingly, "I didn't expect him to take it seriously. When he issued the imperial decree, I remembered the resolute look in his eyes when I turned away. And I underestimated that resolute look. I will not make such impolite requests again."

Li Ge shook his head helplessly and said, "You didn't underestimate his determination, but rather his love for you."

Qingyun blinked, feeling somewhat displeased that he had brought up this topic. Not to be outdone, she retorted, "I hope Prince Ande doesn't underestimate a woman's love for you. A woman's jealousy is a terrifying force."

"Oh?!" Li Ge raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. "You can be jealous too?!"

"Don't play dumb. You know who I'm talking about." Qingyun rolled her eyes at Lige.

Li Ge shrugged and said, "I will be careful in everything."

"Um."

The next day.

Qingyun didn't want to get up so early today, but Qingyi's screams, Qianghui's gasps, and the palace maids' chatter forced her to wake up early.

Wow! How amazing! Those plum trees are covered with pear blossoms!

"That's amazing!"

"My God! How can something so magical happen? They really are individual pear blossoms!"

"I haven't seen pear blossoms on a tree in so long!"