Since the assassination, the place Nan Shaotian went to most was Chenxiao Palace. He would go to Chenxiao Palace almost every day after morning court.
This was unexpected by everyone, and at the same time, everyone was jealous in their hearts, wishing that they had suffered the knife that day.
During this period of time, Nan Shaotian was so kind to Bei Yutang. Even Bei Yutang, a bystander, could feel that his attitude toward her had changed. The look in his eyes, from disgust at the beginning, gradually turned into appreciation, and now love.
Bei Yutang was basically certain that she already had a place in Nan Shaotian’s heart. However, Bei Yutang was not sure how this position compared with Xia Yuwei.
After all, Xia Yuwei was Nan Shaotian’s childhood sweetheart, and she was his cinnabar mole1White moonlight and cinnabar mole are Internet buzzwords. In Internet slang, white moonlight refers to people who have placed hope but cannot have it. In Internet slang, cinnabar mole refers to people who have had it but can no longer embrace it. Both words are metaphors for those who cannot get it but forget it. A person or thing that cannot be lost. in his heart.
The original owner’s wish was to take away everything from Xia Yuwei, that is, to take away all of Nan Shaotian’s love. So now it was not enough to be sure that Nan Shaotian likes her, but Xia Yuwei must be thoroughly disgusted by Nan Shaotian.
Hanxuan Palace—
Xia Yuwei looked at her belly which was growing day by day, but her face was not as rosy as when she was just pregnant. When she saw Xia He coming in, she could not wait to ask: “Is the Emperor coming?”
Xia He looked at the master, hesitant, and did not dare to speak. Seeing this, Xia Yuwei felt a chill in her heart, wondering if he really did not want her anymore and did not love her anymore.
“Your Majesty, His Majesty has been busy with government affairs recently. When the Emperor is free, he will definitely come to visit Your Majesty.” Xia He told a white lie.
Xia Yuwei smiled miserably.
Chenxiao Palace—
Late in the middle of the night, a dark figure knelt silently in the palace hall. Bei Yutang looked at the person who bowed his head and said, “Send this letter to Prince Jing.”
“Yes.” The black shadow left quietly.
This group of dead soldiers was left to her by Xiao Yan. Even if he left, he had arranged everything for her.
Bei Yutang held the flute in her hand tighter.
Three days later, Bei Yutang was lying on the bed tossing and turning. Nan Shaotian, who was sleeping next to her, was awakened by her.
“Are you feeling unwell?” Nan Shaotian asked with concern, not annoyed that she disturbed his rest.
“Your Majesty, I can’t sleep.” Bei Yutang simply sat up.
Nan Shaotian also sat up. Bei Yutang got out of bed, picked up the windbreaker from the side, and put it on.
“Your Majesty, you can go to sleep. I will go outside for a walk by myself.”
How could Nan Shaotian let her go alone? He then put on his coat, held her hand, and the two of them walked out of the palace hall. As they walked, they walked out of Chenxiao Palace.
The moon was particularly round today, and the silvery moonlight shrouded the entire palace in a layer of soft light.
“The moonlight is so beautiful today.” Bei Yutang raised her head and looked at the full moon hanging in the sky.
“Yeah. It’s beautiful.”
Unknowingly, they arrived at the Imperial Garden. Bei Yutang smiled and said, “I didn’t expect that the Imperial Garden would be particularly beautiful under the moonlight.”
Nan Shaotian looked at the silent imperial garden. Under the soft moonlight, the entire garden was covered with a layer of silvery light. It had a hazy beauty, which was very different from what he had seen before.
The two of them were interested and simply continued walking inside. When he reached a rockery, Bei Yutang stopped.
“Your Majesty, let’s sit here for a while and enjoy the moon quietly.”
“Good.”
Surrounded by flowers and a rockery behind, it was a hidden place. She leaned her head on his shoulder, looked up at the moonlit sky, and no one spoke.
At this moment, there was a sound of thin footsteps coming from behind the rockery.
“Yuwei.” Nan Haowen’s deep voice sounded in the silent night.
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