The Evil Emperor's Favorite: The Sickly and Poisonous Concubine Goes Crazy

Su Jingning looked puzzled. She took the porcelain bottle and opened it. There was a faint fragrance. She was very familiar with it. It was the medicine that Gu Yan'an had given her to remove scars. She took the envelope beside her and opened it. It contained the formula and preparation method of the medicine. It was written in great detail. She had already researched most of the medicinal materials, but she was missing Lingluo fruit and red grass juice.

Su Jingning remembered that she had asked Gu Yan'an about this medicine at the palace banquet a few days ago, but she didn't expect that he would send it to her today.

She looked around. The yard was very quiet, except for a dark shadow appearing in the corner of the corridor.

He really doesn't follow the usual path. He must be used to climbing over the wall.

Su Jingning looked down at the medicine, smiled, and put it away. She remembered the last time Gu Yan'an broke into her room in the middle of the night and she scolded him. This time he made progress and did not enter the room. She pretended not to see Gu Yan'an, took the medicine, closed the window, and quickly turned off the lights.

Looking at the dark room, Gu Yan'an, who was standing against the wall, thought that she hadn't noticed him and had fallen asleep, so he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Bang——" Suddenly the window behind him was opened again, and Gu Yan'an's body stiffened.

"Prince Gu seems to like breaking into girls' rooms at night?" The girl's sweet and charming voice sounded from behind him.

Su Jingning leaned lazily against the window frame and looked at the tall man standing in the yard. He was wearing a dark blue brocade robe with dark patterns, and his black hair was half-tied up with a jade hairpin and casually draped behind him. Although he was standing in the dark, it was difficult to hide his peerless and enchanting figure. The moonlight just hit half of his face, and the blood mole at the corner of his eye was delicate and beautiful.

"You asked me for the prescription for the scar cream before, and I just received it today. I was free, so I brought it to you." Gu Yan'an turned and looked at Su Jingning, calm and dignified, as if it was not him who broke into the boudoir again. If it weren't for the dim moonlight, Su Jingning would have seen the red tip of his ear.

"Since the prescription has been delivered, I'll leave first." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Under the cold moonlight, his ink-black clothes blended into the night, lonely and cold, as if he belonged to the darkness and the abyss was his home.

Su Jingning looked at his back, something flashed through her mind, and her heart suddenly ached, but she didn't care too much.

In her previous life, Gu Yan'an always had a cold and indifferent face. When she met him again after growing up, she seemed to have never seen him smile. Perhaps it was related to his childhood experience. He always had a heavy sense of loneliness and kept people at a distance, as if he was the only one in his world, and the fireworks and laughter in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Gu Yan'an! Wait a minute." Looking at the receding figure, Su Jingning suddenly called him.

Gu Yan'an paused, turned around and looked at Su Jingning in confusion.

He saw Su Jingning turn around and go back to the room to get something, then climb out of the window quietly. Gu Yan'an stood there waiting, not knowing what she was going to do.

Su Jingning held up her skirt and tiptoed to Gu Yan'an for fear of disturbing the people in the side room.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yan'an lowered his head and looked at the girl in front of him.

"hand."

Gu Yan'an was stunned, not understanding what she meant, and stared at her motionlessly. Su Jingning saw that he hadn't moved, and became impatient waiting.

"Hey, put your hand out."

Gu Yan'an then stretched out his hand obediently. Su Jingning stuffed a heavy red purse into his hand, with a Chinese character "福" embroidered on it.

"Gu Yan'an, Happy New Year!" Su Jingning looked up at the man standing in the dark night, her smile warm and gentle, her voice soft.

The girl's voice and smile seemed like a light feather that swept across Gu Yan'an's cold heart, causing ripples. He looked at the heavy purse in his palm and didn't speak for a long time.

Su Jingning looked at the dazed Gu Yan'an and waved his hand in front of him to bring him back to his senses.

"This is a red envelope, a New Year's gift. You are alone in Dijing, and there is no elder at home, so no one will give you a red envelope. I have a lot, so I'll give you one!" Su Jingning explained to Gu Yan'an, who had a dazed look on his face.

"Thank you! Happy New Year!" Gu Yan looked at the girl, and there seemed to be light in his usually cold and lonely eyes. His voice was low and gentle, and he held the red envelope tightly in his palm.

"You're welcome!"

"Go away! Remember to go through the main entrance next time!" Su Jingning looked at him, waved his hand at her, and signaled him to leave.

Looking at the back figure disappearing in the dark night, Su Jingning suddenly covered her chest, supported the stone table beside her with one hand, her face looked a little painful, and her heart suddenly felt an inexplicable pain. Su Jingning was sweating on her forehead, supporting herself against the wall and slowly went back to the bed in her room and lay down. Suddenly, she felt that Gu Yan'an's back hidden in the dark was so familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

The heart pain finally subsided, and Su Jingning lay on the bed, trying to recall if she had forgotten something. But she couldn't remember anything, and she felt sleepy. In the dimness, she seemed to see Gu Yan'an again.

The man who had always been high and mighty, cold and noble, knelt alone in the mysterious ancient temple, devoutly and lonely. The Buddha statue in the temple was full of evil spirits, and the fierce spirit seemed to be looking down at him. He knelt in front of the Buddha statue, dead, without a breath of life. A dagger fell on the dark floor beside him, covered with blood, weird and scary. He seemed to have lost everything he had, and his world was black.

Su Jingning could feel the endless despair and sadness from him. He wanted to walk closer to him, but he couldn't get even a step closer no matter how hard he tried.

The next morning, Yun Qing saw Su Jingning sitting by the window with a serious expression and a pale face.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Su Jingning's mind was filled with last night's dream. It was too weird. Why did she dream about Gu Yan'an? The sadness and despair in the dream were too real, as if they were all real.

"Oh, nothing. What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Su Jingning came back to his senses and stopped thinking about last night's dream. Maybe it was just a coincidence.

"Miss, why do you look so bad? Are you suffering from a cold?" Yun Qing looked at Su Jingning, who looked pale, with a worried look on her face.

"It's okay, I just didn't get enough rest last night." She checked her pulse early this morning and her heart rate was stable, so there was nothing wrong. What happened last night must have been an accident.

"That's good that Miss is okay. Oh, Madam is here to urge us to have lunch at Songhuayuan ready soon, so she wants you to come over." Yun Qing said softly.

"I know, I'll be there right away."

After dinner, she followed her parents to visit various families to wish them a happy new year. The eldest and second brothers had already found an excuse and went to the military to celebrate the new year with the soldiers. They slipped away when A'niang was not paying attention, leaving her alone to bear everything. In the end, A'niang forcibly dragged her out of the house to visit various families to wish them a happy new year.

On the third day of the New Year's Day, everyone in the Su family had a meal in the old lady's yard. The family was reunited and happy to welcome the new year.

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As winter passes, everything awakens. Under the cover of the festive atmosphere of the New Year, the forces of the imperial capital begin to surge.