Lifting the bottle to face the moon, I feel melancholy and say nothing about missing each other.

The vermilion pink building is full of lingering love, and I don’t think about my time to guard the fallen flowers.

When the years come back, I don’t remember the past but remember the past.

Standing alone on the window sill, orchids are floating on the pages of the book.

The remaining floral fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, refreshing the heart.

The more I miss it, the more reluctant I am to part with it.

The more she thought about Murong Haoli, the more she apologized to him.

The orchid placed in front of the window was gently blown down by a breeze.

It was getting late, and the dining table in the lobby was filled with meals that Ye Zixu had specially ordered his servants to prepare for his daughter.

"father--"

Dressed in formal clothes, he hurried over before he could change. Since childhood, Ye Xunyu has treated his sister more carefully than he, as a father, said: "Yu'er, the emperor allowed you to come back specifically to meet your sister."

Bar."

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded from behind: "Brother, you came here late today and let dad wait for you for so long. You deserve to be punished."

"It seems that my tone of voice has changed when I am with the Emperor." In the past, I was cautious in my words and deeds, but after being apart for a few days, I had more or less the Emperor's charm in my shadow.

Hearing the word "emperor", he felt very unhappy: "Dad, please tell me about my brother. I finally made it back home, and my brother never left the emperor."

It's been a long time since the whole family got together to have a meal together, and many people envied this harmonious scene. Seeing that everything was going well for the two of them, the father was also very pleased.

After Murong Haochen confessed that he liked Lan'er, this bad relationship was destined to be cut off forever.

He felt guilty for Wan'er and allowed his daughter to enter the palace. He often silently repented under her favorite orchid, hoping that she could forgive him.

With an expression full of melancholy, he pointed to the food in front of him with a fake smile: "Okay, let's eat quickly."

"Lan'er, you're still used to the food in the palace."

"The emperor specially asked the royal kitchen to prepare meals for his daughter at home, so that the father can feel at ease."

Her father prepared such a sumptuous meal, but she didn't have much appetite. Murong Haochen had already ordered people to arrange everything in the palace.

She looked at him with a shifting gaze. No one else knew everything about her except him.

"When the emperor does things, you can rest assured as a father. Lan'er, please do not participate in palace fights in the palace." There was still a trace of worry in his heart. Murong Haochen's love for his daughter has long been overturned. How many eyes are there in the harem?

As he stared at her, many evil thoughts sprouted in his mind.

I hope Lan'er can remember these words for a lifetime.

Ye Yilan has never cared about this, and looked at her brother silently: "My daughter understands. The palace has never been my destination, and the affairs of the harem have nothing to do with me."

He could detect the helpless look in Lan'er's eyes. After hearing those words, he felt really guilty for her. As her brother, he shouldn't make her sad. He personally put her favorite dish into the bowl.

, comforted and said: "Lan'er, you should eat more when you come back today. Don't mention those things, lest you hurt yourself."

After the meal, she was told all the way back to the place: "If you feel well, go to bed as soon as possible. You should feel at ease at home and don't think about those things."

Shaking his head, a look of sadness loomed on his face: "I didn't think about it, I was just confused inside."

"The more entangled you are, the more unresolved the matter will be." Ye Xunyu stopped walking and pointed to the person standing in front of him under the moonlight: "There is someone you haven't seen for a long time. You don't want to go and see him. Ask him

Tell me what's on your mind right now."

"Brother, do you mean Nian Qing?"

Looking in that direction, he stood alone. His back was so aloof that he didn't dare to let anyone get close to him. He was holding a leaf in his hand, blowing a bitter sound in his mouth, wandering around, and slowly entered her ears.

"I haven't seen you for so many days. When did Nian Qing become so sad?"

When he turned around, he was still the same person who loved to wear a mask. There was a bit of sadness in his eyes: "The young lady has lost a lot of weight, but the emperor is not good to the young lady."

How could she not be worried when she mentioned Murong Haochen.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

He smiled lightly, but there was no smile on his face anymore. Standing under the moonlight and closing his eyes, he had never been as relaxed as he was at this moment.

"It's true or false. He treats me really well, but I can never integrate into his life. But he doesn't know what I want. He forces it on me like this. Does he know that I have to accept this fact in my heart?

How long. Nian Qing, you, but I am really tired of facing him. I don’t like others to rely on him, because I don’t love him at all."

Unable to restrain his hands from touching her, he hesitated for a long time behind her before letting go. Looking at the sad figure from the corner of his eyes with a smile but not a smile, he felt distressed: "Nian Qing understands in her heart who the young lady loves. Maybe,

The emperor did this because he wanted to express his love for the young lady. The young lady doesn't understand men, so naturally she won't understand the emperor's intentions."

Ye Yilan sneered and laughed at herself, "Nian Qing never dislikes anyone. Even if I mention Murong Haoli, you and my brother are trying to persuade me. But once you get to him, all of you are dissatisfied."

be opposed to."

The one she loves cannot be recognized.

The person she doesn't love is recognized.

She didn't know what kind of person Murong Haochen was in their eyes.

"After all, he is the emperor, and he must be careful about what he says and does. In addition to the young master, the closest thing the young lady has in the palace is the emperor. After the emperor's enthronement ceremony, there will definitely be new concubines in the harem, and the young lady will make enemies in the palace.

There must be many. If the emperor abandons the young lady one day, what will happen in the future?"

"I never wanted to be his woman. Emperors have been ruthless since ancient times, so how can I expect him to treat me wholeheartedly." Ye Yilan didn't even know what nonsense she was talking about. She didn't dare to expect how he would treat her.

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Turning around and looking up at Nian Qing, she held his hand tightly. That feeling was what made her feel relieved and allowed her to trust him all the time: "I only say these words to you, I only trust you."

"How virtuous and capable is I to read you?"

Ye Yilan's hand was released by him, and the feeling of being far away from the ground made her feel a little uneasy: "Why should we be polite between you and me?"

He silently took a step back, not daring to get close to her. He raised the corners of his mouth bitterly, mocking himself: "Perhaps, the moment the young lady becomes a concubine, Nian Qing should keep her distance."

"I have always regarded you as my biological brother. I never thought there would be distance between the two of us." Seeing the cold and aloof back again, everything changed. Those words hurt her heart: "We can't go back."

Gone."

Nian Qing, do you know that I don't want to be the emperor's concubine. I have never wanted to feel a sense of distance from you. There should not be such a gap between us, and we should not become strangers.

She took off the whistle hanging around her neck. It was the first gift he had given her, and it was also a way for them to keep in touch. She was reluctant to give it up, but since her heartlessness had reached this point, there was no way she could keep him as a gift.

I kept groping with my hands nostalgically, hesitating: "I'm wondering whether I should return the whistle you gave me. I'm afraid I won't need this thing after I return to the palace."

Turning slightly to the side, he was ruthless just to cut off his thoughts. She never belonged to him, so why should he keep it? "Young lady, just take it, there is no need to send it back."

He didn't even look at her, and as soon as he finished speaking, he left his heartless figure behind.

The relationship between them should not be based on identity.

Ye Yilan never looked down on him, and never treated him as an outsider. He knew this, but tonight was the last time they met.

He silently watched her enter the room before he dared to come out.

Looking at the mask that was taken off, he whispered softly: "You trust Nian Qing, but you will also trust others. Nian Qing is still Nian Qing, and will always protect you silently from behind. You just rely on me. But you don't know that I am

A piece of your heart."

The real me is behind the mask.
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