Reliving the previous life might come at a price. Ning Rushong had been dreaming about Yueyue from the previous life these days. She was mournful, weeping, dignified, and majestic.

She was wearing gorgeous clothes, with golden puppet strings hanging on her thin wrists. Among the pearls and jade beads, Ning Rushong could no longer see her face, as if it was covered by misty clouds.

The night was long and hard to wake up, and Ning Rusong began to be afraid to fall asleep. His dream was a purgatory for him and his sentence. He Yue said to him, "I can't resist, I can't break free, but I will hate you and never forgive you!"

Hate is hate, it can tear your heart and bones, but it won’t allow you to embrace and express your deep love.

When he was still ruthless, he was so willful, watching from the sidelines with a mocking and cold look, self-righteously believing that he would always hold the sovereignty and that he would be the eternal winner. He was so certain at that time that it was ridiculous!

There is no winner or loser in love, but Ning Rusong fell from a high platform and became the eternal loser.

Day after day, Ning Rusong's willpower was far beyond that of an ordinary person. He resisted the urge to let He Yue discover his abnormality. He asked himself, what else is he dissatisfied with? If this is the price, he is willing to bear it.

A month passed, after the beginning of winter, Ning Rushong finally stopped having that dream, and instead had occasional headaches, which were still within the tolerable range.

Ning Rusong also discovered that when he had a headache, as long as he hugged Yueyue, the faint fragrance on her body could calm all his pain. He vaguely wondered if this punishment was something he had imagined to warn himself not to repeat the sadness of his previous life.

He Yue just felt that Ning Rushong seemed to have become clingy again, but she was not distressed at all.

She liked the way he sat on the chair while she stood. He put his arm around her waist and looked up at her, his eyes sparkling with affection, so beautiful. Every time she would sigh in her heart that Chi Jue was really a beauty that caught her heart.

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"Chi Jue, I'm going out of the palace today." He Yue let Xiao Nuan tie the cloak with cloud and wild goose patterns on her. The snow-white fox fur adorned her bright little face, making her age look a little bit younger.

"Are you going to look for Xia?" Ning Rushong sat lazily on the couch. Although he was holding a book in his hand, his eyes were fixed on her.

He Yue nodded, the pearls on her hairpin swaying coquettishly, and she said excitedly, "Yes, there is a literary banquet at Pinzhenlou on Qiyue Street tonight, and Su Ling asked me to go with her."

Ever since Xia Suling sincerely apologized to her, their relationship naturally took a step forward.

Pinzhenlou is the largest restaurant in Yuncheng. It holds a literary banquet every year, inviting famous celebrities to attend the banquet. It also spends a large sum of money to invite the most elegant prostitutes from the three major brothels to perform on stage.

On this day, even entering Pinzhenlou required payment. One tael of silver per person allowed one to stay in the lobby on the first floor, ten taels of silver allowed for a private room on the second floor, and fifty taels of silver allowed for a private room on the second floor. Not to mention the tea and food, all of which had increased in price.

No one felt that they were at a loss. After all, for the same price, you wouldn't be able to see three elegant prostitutes on ordinary days, let alone the famous scholars who were usually aloof and proud.

He Yue raised his hand and waved it backwards, and Xiao Nuan and Xiao Hong consciously left the hall.

She walked to the couch, leaned over and pressed close to Ning Rusong, and said in an intimate tone, "Don't worry, I will bring the guards and palace servants with me, nothing will happen. It's a pity that you have government affairs to deal with tonight, otherwise I would like you to accompany me."

The first half of the sentence is true, but the second half is false. He Yue was just trying to make Ning Rushong happy. She also needs some private space. She was holding hands with Su Ling and talking about girlish things, and Ning Rushong felt uncomfortable when she interrupted her.

Ning Rusong saw the cunning and cleverness in her eyes, and smiled even more gently, saying slowly, "I can't bear to leave Yueyue either. It just so happens that the government affairs tonight are not very important, so I will push it away and accompany you."

"This..." He Yue's face froze for a moment, his lips slightly opened, his eyes rolled around, and he racked his brains to think of words to refuse.

Ning Rushong stopped teasing her. He slid his hand along her cuff, passed over the red string of incense ash beads, and gently grabbed her arm and pulled it towards him.

Ning Rusong turned around again and pushed He Yue down on the couch. He closed the stained glass window with his other hand. "That's right. There are many famous people at the banquet. If you bring me along, it will lose its fun and you will definitely feel uncomfortable."

He was very calm about being jealous, totally disregarding his princely demeanor, and was no different from a stingy miser.

His hands kept moving, one hand supporting her waist, the other reaching under the fur collar of her cloak until it touched her neck and gently stroked it, with an ambiguous feeling that carried the foreshadowing of an approaching storm.

He Yue shivered, half stood up, let her head lean on his shoulder, and said that she would sleep in the side hall tonight and would never share the bed with him. "How do you know what I'm thinking? But it doesn't matter. No matter how lush the wild flowers and weeds are outside, you are the only peony in the family!"

The peony flower is noble and gorgeous, and Chi Jue is somewhat similar to it.

She was very brave. The scenes in the storybook flashed through her mind. She bit Ning Rushong's ear and blushed. "Okay, time waits for no one. Su Ling is still waiting for me."

He Yue gently pushed Ning Rushong, got off the couch nimbly, straightened her messy clothes, and ran away.

When she stepped out of the palace gate, Chi Jue's words came into her ears from inside, "Yueyue, come back early, and don't bring any wild flowers or weeds. I will play with you tonight and make sure you enjoy yourself."

The last three words were spoken with a tone that was both tender and dangerous, as if foreshadowing that He Yue's waist would probably collapse into his hands tonight.

He Yue's feet moved faster and her ears turned red. She would not set foot into the main hall bedroom tonight. Chi Jue would stay alone in the empty room!

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