Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

It seems that Li Heng came here just to express his longing.

He treated Wen Yuan as a talking bucket and poured out all the words buried in his heart.

After he finished speaking, he stood up and said goodbye under Wen Yuan's cold gaze.

"Sister-in-law, take good care of your baby. I'll visit you next time."

As Li Heng stepped out of the gate of Yonghe Palace, he spotted a palace maid sneaking her head around the corner of the palace wall.

"Who's there?" Li Heng shouted, flew a few steps, and caught Ji Xingyao who was about to escape.

Ji Xingyao was so annoyed that he wanted to punch himself twice. Why did he come back just when Li Heng went out instead of earlier or later?

She forced herself to turn around and forced out a flattering smile: "Your Highness, I am Ling'er, who serves the Imperial Concubine."

Li Heng looked at the face and felt inexplicably familiar.

"Are you the maid I bumped into last night?"

Li Heng had an excellent memory. Even though it was so dark, he still remembered this face.

"Last night? It turns out that it was Your Highness that I bumped into last night. Please forgive my fault, Your Highness. It was too dark last night, and I didn't realize it was you."

Ji Xingyao lowered his posture very low, lowered his head, and stared at the tip of Li Heng's shoes.

Li Heng glanced at her and didn't pursue her recklessness. Instead, he waved at her and said, "Follow me."

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"Your Highness, I have to go back to serve the Imperial Concubine. She can't leave me for a moment." Ji Xingyao didn't want to be alone with Li Heng, so she quickly brought Wen Yuan out as a shield.

"It won't take long, follow me."

Li Heng's face was very oppressive when he had a cold expression, which was very different from the gentle and humble appearance he showed in front of Wen Yuan.

Ji Xingyao is now a little palace maid who can be manipulated by others and has no right to refuse King Ruiping's request.

In the palace, she could still ask Wen Yuan to protect her, but now the gate of Yonghe Palace was right in front of her. She couldn't get in and Wen Yuan couldn't get out. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Li Heng.

Ji Xingyao tried to keep as much distance as possible from him and followed him at a jog.

After turning many corners, Li Heng stopped at an uninhabited rockery.

Ji Xingyao looked at him warily, his nerves tense, ready to escape at any time.

Her frightened look did not escape Li Heng's eyes.

Li Heng stared at her: "Are you afraid of me?"

Ji Xingyao shook his head like a rattle: "No." After thinking about it, he nodded: "Yes."

Prince Ruiping was a general who fought on the battlefield and had countless lives on his hands. It was natural for the palace maids living in the deep courtyard to be afraid of him.

Ji Xingyao conscientiously played the role of a qualified lowly palace maid, being servile and fawning, and looking much shorter than usual.

Li Heng took two steps towards her, and Ji Xingyao took two steps back until her back hit the rockery and she had nowhere to retreat.

The tall figure easily enveloped her. Under the bright spring sun, the rocks on her back were so cold that the chill penetrated into her bones.

This situation was like returning to the lonely and desolate Yaohua Garden. At that time, she didn't have much time left, so she lay on the bed, listening to the loud gongs and drums and firecrackers outside.

She was so cold that Tao Xi stuffed two heaters into her quilt, but it was of no use.

My eyes can no longer see, but my ears are still very sharp.

She heard others congratulating Prince Ruiping on marrying a concubine with excellent medical skills, heard Li Heng's hearty laughter, heard the hurried footsteps of the servants passing by, but she could not hear her own heartbeat.

She was lying on the bed, barely breathing, her heart, which beat only once in a long time, was dry and shriveled, having long lost its function.

She held on to her last breath and waited for Wen Yuan.

actually......

She wondered if Li Heng would come...

Until the end, hope turned into bubbles, and Ji Xingyao's true heart was shattered into powder.

If Wen Yuan knew that she still had a faint hope for Li Heng at the last moment of her life, he would probably knock two big bumps on her head.

She could even imagine Wen Yuan's look of disappointment, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions, heartache and helplessness.