The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

As soon as she stood firm, the other party immediately put down his hand.

Jiang Lingyue, who originally thought that the visitor was His Majesty the Emperor, suddenly felt a pang in her heart and raised her head stiffly.

The other person happened to be looking at her with his eyes downcast, and their eyes met for a moment.

Chen Ziyi's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned away and said, "I am sorry for being rude."

There were many people here, and although he kept his voice very measured, calling him "minister" all the time still attracted too much attention.

Jiang Lingyue paused slightly and whispered, "...It's not impolite at all. I should be the one thanking you, sir."

After she finished speaking, she finally realized how close they were now, almost touching each other.

Thinking that the moody emperor might come over at any time, his heart was pounding with fear and he quickly wanted to retreat.

But there were so many people here that she only took half a step back when her back was pushed forward uncontrollably.

Chen Ziwei hesitated for a moment, but finally stretched out his arms to protect the person.

He held her arm with one hand to prevent her from falling into his arms, and put his other hand around her shoulders to protect her from the collision with pedestrians.

He knew the right measure, but in the eyes of others, he was just a polite and courteous young man protecting his sweetheart.

At least that's how it looks from Qi Junyi's perspective.

His eyes were cold, he stopped and looked over there quietly.

Jiang Lingyue also felt something was wrong. Although she knew there were a lot of people here, Chen Ziwei was just protecting her from being squeezed.

But half nestled in the arms of a stranger, the scent of bamboo leaves on his body kept filling her nose, making her feel uncomfortable.

It’s really... so scary.

She felt inexplicably frightened, like a frightened little animal. She quickly glanced around and made sure that there was no familiar figure besides the bustling crowd. Only then did she slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

...But she knew that there must be palace guards around.

This is not good.

This is really bad.

Jiang Lingyue swallowed her saliva. She still tried to retreat, but when she found that she couldn't do it, she tugged at the sleeve of the person in front of her and said, "Let's go out first."

How could Chen Ziwei not understand how nervous she was?

"Okay," he agreed softly, loosening his grip on her arm and saying, "Follow me closely."

Follow me closely...

Jiang Lingyue was stunned for a moment.

Some scenes that had been buried deep in her memory since the day she entered the palace emerged uncontrollably.

It was the same summer, the same rushing crowd, and the same slender young man in front of her said to her, "Follow me closely."

The difference was that at that time, he could hold her hand openly and hold her in his arms.

Now, he could only look back as he walked, to see if she had been separated by the crowd, and if she was still following him.

Jiang Lingyue pursed her lips and swallowed the emotions that were surging up in her.

After they came out of the most crowded section of the road, the streets became much emptier. Liu Rong and two palace guards were standing at the bridgehead. When they saw them come out, they hurried to greet them.

Chen Ziyi fell behind her, lowered his eyes and looked at her back. He was silent for a few breaths, then suddenly cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I will take my leave first."

The voice was calm and the tone was cold.

Jiang Lingyue's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly turned sideways without looking at him. She just nodded and said, "Okay."

Chen Ziwei bowed again and left.

Under the bright moonlight, the slender figure walked away, and Jiang Lingyue didn't even look at it.

She lowered her head slightly and looked at the lake under the bridge.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, he seemed a little absent-minded.

It was not until a shadow behind her overlapped with hers and a familiar breath approached her that she pulled herself out of her complicated thoughts.

She took a deep breath, a smile appeared on her face, and she slowly turned around, "Your Majesty, have you finished releasing the lanterns?"

Jiang Lingyue thought, His Majesty the Emperor was inexplicably so obsessed with releasing a lantern, and now that it has been successfully completed, he must be in a good mood.

As a result, when she looked up, she saw his deep and dark eyes staring at her.

It was like a bottomless well, deep enough to swallow her up.

Although he couldn't show any emotion, he definitely didn't look like he was in a good mood.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

...Did he see it?

Yes, apart from this reason, even if he becomes moody now, there is no reason for him to change his expression in the blink of an eye.

She believed that she had behaved properly and sat upright in that situation, and there was nothing wrong with her and Chen Ziyu.

But others may see it differently.

Especially in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor.

...He seemed to have always been bothered by her relationship with Chen Ziwei.

Thinking of this, the smile on Jiang Lingyue's face gradually faded, and she felt extremely helpless.

What a big deal this is.

She had already prepared to seriously explain to him tonight that she and Chen Ziwei were innocent, but he insisted on coming to light the lanterns.

How would he view her now...and her past with Chen Ziwei?

Jiang Lingyue was in a state of confusion. She wanted to explain directly, but she was afraid that he would think she was guilty and was trying to cover up her guilt.

Her cautious look, as she watched Qi Junyi's expressions, made him look terrified.

After walking all night, her hair was a little disheveled. The night wind blew gently, blowing up the loose hair at her temples and sticking it to her face which was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Qi Junyi looked at her quietly for a while, and suddenly reached out to push her hair behind her ears. However, as soon as he raised his hand, the girl in front of him reflexively shrank her neck back.

So, that precious hand just froze in mid-air.

Jiang Lingyue finally realized what she had done. She pursed her lips, took his hand, and said with difficulty, "Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace."

It was already late, and there were not many pedestrians on Zhuque Bridge. Their carriages had already been parked nearby. Liu Rong and several guards were waiting not far away.

Qi Junyi lowered his eyes and looked at his hand that was being held. This time he did not hold her hand with his backhand like he had done countless times before.

Instead, he broke free little by little, turned around and got on the carriage.

Jiang Lingyue was left alone standing stiffly on the bridge.

It was midsummer, but she felt cold all over.

...This time, he seemed really angry.

She herself didn't understand why she had just dodged.

She just raised her hand, why was she hiding?

He didn't hit her!

Now things have turned out like this...how should she explain it?

"Your Majesty," Liu Rong came over at some point and respectfully reminded her, "It's time to return to the palace."

Jiang Lingyue looked at the quietly parked carriage, calmed herself down, and walked over.

inside the carriage.

The emperor closed his eyes slightly, sat upright with his back straight.

He heard her coming up, but he didn't open his eyes to look.

Jiang Lingyue thought about it and chose to sit next to him.

No matter what her true intentions are, as long as she stays in the harem, she must not completely lose the emperor's heart.

Therefore, she could not let the emperor feel upset because of the matter between her and Chen Ziwei.

She had to explain.