As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

It was night time, the sky was dark and the clouds were thick, but the lights in Yongding Palace were bright. He Yue raised her eyes and took in all of Ning Rushong's expressions.

"Your Majesty is ill. I can't help. Going there will only cause more trouble." He Yue said.

Ning Rusong suddenly felt extremely depressed and bitter. He slowly raised his arm, and his slender fingers with distinct joints clasped He Yue's white wrist, pressing on the red rope, and whispered, "I will be very happy if you come."

These words sounded like love words, and He Yue's eyes revealed surprise.

The cold and noble emperor is heartless and cruel. Others cannot see through him, and He Yue also could not see through him before, so he buried all his feelings by himself, and others can only see his favor but not his love.

He always said, "I spared you once," and then "I will spare you again." He had never expressed his feelings as bluntly as he did at this moment.

He Yue was speechless for a moment, her face was calm and thoughtful. Ning Rushong lowered his eyes, exerted a little force with his hands, and she fell into his arms. The hem of her palace dress swayed and finally covered the hem of his clothes.

He held He Yue in his arms, and felt a little relieved. He spoke more and more softly today.

"You and I just had a wrong start. I admit my mistake and admit defeat. But as I said before, I have never harmed you or punished you. I pity you, spoil you, respect you, and love you." He expressed his feelings.

"Why won't you even give me a chance?" Ning Rushong asked gently.

The huge difference in their thoughts and status made it impossible for them to communicate with each other. He gave half of his life to her, but he still didn't understand He Yue's true thoughts.

The palace has strict rules like a deep pool. Ning Rusong was born in this place and didn't feel anything wrong. He was the one in power and the beneficiary of the rules, but He Yue was not. Even if she loved money, she would not want to stay in the palace. How long could Ning Rusong's true love and compassion last? How long could he allow her to be unbridled?

The palace maids were all made of clay, and she was almost becoming a clay Buddha.

He Yue sighed, his tone softened, and he raised his hands to stroke Ning Rusong's cheeks. "Your Majesty, fairness and justice have always been absurd to you, but you have never given me a chance to choose, and you insist that I give you a chance, which I don't really want to give."

The truth she said lightly was like a knife piercing Ning Rusong's chest. Ning Rusong's handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted. He had just recovered from a serious illness, and at this moment, his whole body revealed a hazy and delicate weakness.

He Yue felt that she was undoubtedly despicable at this moment. She relied on Ning Rushong's pain to get a moment of pleasure.

But it wasn't that satisfying, so she let go of his hand and looked away.

In the end, Ning Rushong did not stay in the bedroom of Yongding Palace today, but went to the side hall.

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At noon, when He Yue woke up from a nap, Xiaobi presented her with a visiting card.

"Empress, this is a letter from the Bai Mansion." Xiao Bi didn't know about the grudge between He Yue and the Bai Mansion. The only thing she remembered was that Mr. Bai was the direct superior of Young Master Duan.

She opened the post with her fingers, her nails were clean and round. She had been feeling lazy lately and hadn't even dyed her hair red.

"Li Xiaoshu?" She repeated this familiar yet unfamiliar name.

He Yue once instructed that no invitations from Li Xiaoshu should be accepted in the future. Now the people serving him are not the elders of Biyuan, so it is not surprising that Xiaobi presented it without knowing the situation.

But wasn’t Li Xiaoshu sent to a Buddhist temple to practice asceticism?

After all, this is Yongding Palace, the palace where the emperor lives. The palace maids here always know more than others. A palace maid saluted and replied, "Your Majesty, I heard a little bit that Master Bai seemed to have made a great contribution not long ago. His Majesty has specially allowed Master Bai to release Madam Bai."

At the beginning, the only person who was openly imprisoned was Li Xiaoshu. For consideration, Ning Rushong released Li Xiaoshu back to the Bai Mansion.

He Yue didn't want to meet him at first, but the post she opened said - Boss He, let's see you for the last time, and I won't bother you again.

"Go ahead and meet her, just to put an end to your relationship with her." He Yue's voice contained some melancholy.

When Li Xiaoshu was brought here by the palace maid, He Yue was sitting by a small pond near Yongding Palace.

This place is within the scope of Yongding Palace, and no outsiders are allowed to enter at will.

Xiaobi handed He Yue a handful of fish food. He Yue took some and scattered it on the pond. She watched the fish gradually emerge from the pond, vying for the food.

It was midday, and it was midsummer, the sun was scorching. There was a eunuch holding up a canopy nearby, casting a shadow on where He Yue was, and she seemed to be in a separate territory of her own.

Li Xiaoshu didn't dare to disturb her. She often chanted scriptures for He Yue in the Buddhist temple, but in the end she found that she was still alive. The twists and turns in the story really made people speculate.

It had been several years since the two met. When they met again this time, Li Xiaoshu felt that He Yue had become more distant and cold, and even more difficult to approach than the last time.

He Yue took the remaining fish food from Xiaobi's hand, lowered her eyes, and slowly fed the fish in the pond.

The lotus in the pond was in full bloom, swaying in the air, but they all became her background. He Yue had a graceful posture and an extremely beautiful face, like a golden moon in a dream, suppressing everything around her.