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In August, Ning Rushong took He Yue to Guangming Palace to meet Emperor Jingmu and Empress He, which was considered a formal meeting.

Guangming Palace is full of Taoist atmosphere, and there is a sense of mystery and desolation in it, with Taoist sorcerers shuttling back and forth between them.

When they met the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, they just raised their hands to their eyebrows and bowed slightly, with pride on their faces. After all, even Emperor Jingmu was kind to them, and over time they really regarded themselves as virtuous people who were respected by everyone.

Ning Rusong didn't care about their impoliteness, after all, they would be sentenced to death by Emperor Jingmu soon. Although Emperor Jingmu had been addicted to Taoism for a long time, he had no mercy. If the Taoist priests didn't give what Emperor Jingmu wanted, then Emperor Jingmu's indulgence would cost them their lives.

He Yue and Ning Rushong were walking side by side. He Yue was wearing a formal blue-white jade palace dress, which was embroidered with butterflies circling hundreds of flowers with gold and silver threads. It was very noble and gorgeous. The dress suited the person, and the person suited the dress even more. She put on makeup, and her skin was as white as snow, her lips were like cinnabar, and her eyebrows were outlined with slender and beautiful black eyebrows. Her appearance was extremely beautiful.

She tried her best to maintain her demeanor, which was quite intimidating. She looked very dignified and majestic, and there was no sign that she had been slumped on the couch reading a storybook just an hour ago.

"Your Majesty believes in Taoism, why do you believe in Buddhism?" He Yue asked Ning Rushong in a low voice. There was a small Buddhist temple in the back hall of Changxin Hall. She had seen him kneeling on a cushion and chanting scriptures, twisting the Buddhist beads in his hand one by one, with his eyes lowered, a silent and profound posture.

"I'm not a devout believer." Ning Rusong held He Yue's hand and lightly touched her palm with his fingers. "Things that are beyond human control can only be entrusted to gods and Buddhas. Yueyue, my father and I are both mortals, but I am much luckier than him."

"Gods and Buddhas have mercy on me and let me meet you." Ning Rushong tilted his head and whispered to her.

He Yue quickly looked back at the palace servants who were accompanying her. Xiao Guanzi was very tactful and pretended not to hear anything. Oh my! The Crown Princess was so shy that the Crown Prince was still saying sweet words in public.

It is said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is usually a man of few words, but once he comes to his senses, he is extraordinary and speaks so beautifully.

When Ning Rusong was about to say something, He Yue slightly tightened her grip on his hand and said shyly, "Rusong, don't say anything now. Let's talk about it when we get back to the East Palace."

Looking up at him, He Yue was a vulgar man in the market, but actually she also loved to listen to his sweet words. He was handsome, with a pleasant voice, and when he spoke in a slow tone and with a light breath, he could soften people's minds.

Ning Rushong smiled and agreed. The two of them walked to the main hall, and the palace servants who had been waiting there took them in.

Ning Rusong bowed to Emperor Jingmu and Empress He, who were sitting at the top of the table, and said, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you, Father and Mother!"

He Yue followed suit and saluted, "Your son pays respects to the father, the emperor, and the mother, the empress."

Emperor Jingmu's cold eyes stayed on He Yue, as if he was looking at a rare object, "Stand up, Liu Lin will give you a seat."

Fate plays tricks on people, how ridiculous, how ridiculous! The person Duan Qidai had been looking for his whole life appeared one month after his death, and they formed a new relationship and became more loving!

On the other side, Empress He also swept He Yue with a cold look. She was extremely displeased. He Yue had bewitched her son to the point of losing his mind. How could she have any good intentions? So she deliberately made things difficult for him, "The word Yue violated the taboo of the Imperial Concubine Yue."

He Yue followed Ning Rushong's instruction and kept her head down, like a wooden man. She couldn't hear anything. She couldn't hear anything.

Ning Rusong smiled coldly at Empress He and looked at Emperor Jingmu with an ambiguous expression, "It's not certain who violated whose taboo."

Empress He thought Ning Rusong was mocking her, saying that the Royal Concubine Yue was a taboo for her, and anger appeared on her elegant face, "My son!"

Emperor Jingmu's expression suddenly turned cold, and he stopped twisting the beads. There was a murderous look in his eyes. He looked directly into the dark and gloomy eyes that were the same as his own, "Be careful with your words."

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This scene was neither good nor bad. He Yue, who was supposed to be the center of the vortex, only said a few words in a daze, and the rest was blocked by Ning Rushong.

The first thing He Yue did when she returned to the East Palace was to tell Xiao Nuan to take off all the hairpins on her head. She had to be more dignified when meeting the emperor and empress for the first time, which would tire her neck.

He Yue sat on a chair, Ning Rusong stood facing her. He covered the back of her neck with a handkerchief soaked in warm water, pressed it gently, and coaxed her, "Yueyue did a very good job today. Keep doing this in the future. In fact, we only see them a few times a month."

Emperor Jingmu was a cold person. Apart from caring a little about Prince Rong, he didn't like to summon others. As for Empress He's desire to see He Yue, Ning Rushong would naturally stop her. After a long time, he could only feel vexed.

He Yue faced Ning Rushong directly, her eyes unable to stop falling on his waist which was bound by an indigo waist belt. His figure was very eye-catching, and just a twist of his waist made her covetous.

No! They were already in a formal relationship, so why was she still so cowardly?

Her hands quietly went around his waist, He Yue looked up at him, his eyelashes trembled, it was dusk now, his phoenix eyes under the light of candles had a stunning charm that made people's hearts melt.

His appearance was not as sharp as it would be three years later; now the lines on his features were still soft and had a sense of decadent beauty, but his bearing was dignified and calm, giving him a strange and alluring charm.

The more He Yue looked at him, the more her heart trembled. He had stopped talking and just stared at her with a smile.

Xiao Nuan, who was serving at the side, placed the basin of water on the table and left quietly. When she left the door, she pulled Xiao Hong who was coming in, raised her eyebrows and smiled, motioning her to go inside. Xiao Hong also smiled and stood guard at the door.

Inside the palace, He Yue felt her face getting hot. She said, "You are so majestic today. You are totally different from usual."

"What's the difference?" Ning Rushong asked her naturally, as if he didn't notice He Yue's hand on his waist.

Ning Rushong took off the handkerchief that was pressed against her neck and placed it in the basin of water on the table. Her slender white fingers skimmed across the water, causing ripples, with water droplets dotted on her fingertips.

He Yue's eyes were drawn to his hand, and her fingers moved slightly. "It's very different. He has the majesty of a prince, not inferior to your majesty at all."

She didn't like the way Emperor Jingmu looked at her. She had always had a good intuition about the look in his eyes, which contained sarcasm and contempt. She didn't know what she had done to make him dislike her and look down on her.

Later, when Empress He talked about some taboos, Emperor Jingmu's eyes became even colder, as if He Yue had committed a heinous crime. He Yue was looking at Ning Rusong, and when she thought of this, her tone was a little aggrieved, "I won't change my name!"

"I will never change it." Ning Rusong wiped his hands with a clean cloth, put his arm around He Yue's shoulders, and promised again, "I am here, Yueyue's name will never be changed."

Emperor Jingmu thought the word "Yue" was an eyesore, and Ning Rushong also thought the word "Yue" was annoying.