
After being stunned for so long, Ye Wushuang reviewed a stiff smile and said: “Wushuang does not understand what the Emperor said, is that a poem that the Emperor just made?”
Oi! I am an article!
Ji Xingyun's gaze dimmed.then she flatly retracted her gaze, lifted her thin lips and smiled coldly: “It seems I think too much, how could it be the same person.”.
Ye Wushuang lowered her head and remained silent, Ye Wushuang was afraid of her being caught. Yes, Ye Wushuang did not expect after so many years had passed, this man still remembered his handwriting at that moment. If you recall it, it really scared him.
Oi! I am an article!
Ye Wushuang secretly glanced at him a glance, Ji Xingyun was still staring at his handwriting, still drowning in it. Don't know what he's thinking.
After a while, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, he said in a deep voice: “Wushuang, why did you think of writing this? Wh why? Are you unhappy in the Palace?”
After entering the palace, when was he ever happy? Every day had to think about how to deal with the tricks of Consort Chang and Consort Zhen, as well as Zhao Xueyan's traps scattered everywhere. He lived so carefully every day, it was like walking on a thin layer of ice, he had never lived so tired. But when faced with this man's question, Ye Wushuang could not answer according to the thoughts she had in her heart, Ye Wushuang could only forcefully smile and say: “No, no, I just miss my distant relatives a little.”
The smile that was originally stretched at the corner of Ji Xingyun's lips finally disappeared bit by bit.
Oi! I am an article!
It seemed that after all Ye Wushuang still did not say what was in her heart.
Did Ye Wushuang not understand that even though those words could deceive her, but her haggard, cold eyes had already betrayed her?
But if Ye Wushuang was willing to continue like this, she also did not want to ask any further. After all as long as Ye Wushuang stayed by his side, he did not care so much.
One day when Ye Wushuang's heart was already fully entrusted to her, Ye Wushuang would consider the Palace as her final backrest. At that time then Ye Wushuang would not go anywhere anymore…
Nightfall…
Ye Wushuang who was grinding medicine raised her eyes to look at Yangui, her beautiful face was still as calm as ever, as if despite the huge trouble befalling her, Ye Wushuang's expression would not change at all either.
“There is tea on the table, drink it first just talk slowly.”
Ye Wushuang's tone of voice was so calm, it was somehow able to make others feel peaceful and calm.
Yangui did what Ye Wushuang said, then Yangui slowly said: “Emperor just sent Kasim here, saying that you don't need to think about the flower anymore.”
Hearing that remark, Ye Wuhuang's hand that was grinding medicine was slightly glued, Ye Wushuang clenched her lips and asked: “In addition, did Kasim say anything else?”
“There, Kasim said that the Emperor investigated something strange about the flower, if it was placed here he feared it would be dangerous for your health.”
Ye Wushuang continued to grind the medicine in the pot, the corner of her pretty lips slowly reviewing the smile.
It seems the Emperor already knew the truth.
“Concubine Ye, the Emperor seems to have already acquired it, do you think he will act on Consort Chang and the others?”
“This should not be worried by us, I guess the Emperor must have his own calculations.”
“Yes, fortunately Consort Ye was insightful, not only did not let their plan succeed, but also secretly replied to them, Yangui was really amazed.”
Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly then said: “What to admire? Live like this, unlike humans or ghosts.”
Yanguiyi did not understand Ye Wushuang's intention, Yangui only frowned slightly and asked in a soft voice: “Cover Ye, why? Are you unhappy?”