The stars are sparse and the bamboo shadows are shallow. It's hard to sleep at night. Who is bound to me under the moon?

The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, pillowing beside the stream, who is enjoying themselves in their dreams.

The shadows are sparse, and we talk about who will pay for the mulberry and hemp.

When the prosperity is gone, the sky is facing the moon, and the red dust is dyed red. Who will complain?

After a wide separation and two separations, it is not too late to return, and the letter is written in a shallow and dark place.

I held the letter in my hand and never opened it.

I thought she had given up, but she had truly given up.

She didn't dare to open it, nor did she dare to face it. She didn't know the words in the letter, and her heart was already beating wildly.

The sound of falling rain wafts into my ears, just like my depressed thoughts at this moment.

On one side is Murong Haochen's sincerity, and on the other side is his obsession with Murong Haoli.

The dilemma left her unable to make a choice.

The inner struggle left her unable to breathe.

Close your eyes, your heart is like a tangled thread that cannot be untangled.

After slowly recovering, he was about to open the letter when Caifeng came to announce: "Your Majesty, the Emperor is waiting outside the palace."

No matter how hard she tried to hide the sadness on her face, she couldn't hide the loneliness in her heart. At this moment, she just wanted to be left alone and didn't want anyone to disturb her too much. Without any strength, she ordered: "Just say I'm not feeling well.

Let’s rest now.”

"But..." Caifeng was about to say, but the emperor had been waiting outside the door and had not entered the palace.

Today, the two of them were extremely abnormal. In the past, the emperor would enter the palace, but now he had to agree to let the empress in.

After she left, she hid the letter in the brocade box on the dressing table. Then Ye Yilan opened the window, and a cold wind pierced her skin: Forgive me, I don't have the courage to open your letter. I only wish you everything.

well.

Caifeng looked back and stared, her hands hesitating all the time, and she mustered up the courage to open the door and told her the original words of the empress: "Reporting to the emperor, the empress is not feeling well, so she has to rest for now."

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Han Yuan scolded Caifeng: "The rain is so heavy tonight, how can we let the emperor stay outside?"

He didn't understand why the emperor had to give Chen Zhaoyi permission to enter.

Sighing and shaking his head silently, it can be seen that Chen Zhaoyi is so cherished by the emperor that he can take into account her thoughts and everything about her.

I don’t know how many people in the palace are envious of Chen Zhaoyi’s complete possession of the emperor’s favor.

He didn't believe it at all. With her temperament, she would just send herself away at will. But she was wrong, how could he leave so easily.

Without wavering at all, he walked to the courtyard and stood stubbornly, waiting for her to appear: "Tell your mother-in-law that I will not leave until I see her tonight."

"This..." Caifeng was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do. Standing outside the door anxiously, she saw the emperor standing in the courtyard without any shelter, and his whole body had been soaked by the rain.

Seeing this scene, Han Yuan on the side was anxiously worried about the emperor's health. Seeing Caifeng dumbfounded, he pushed her to wake up and said anxiously: "What are you still doing? Go and ask the empress to come out. The emperor is

How can a king of a country not cherish his own body so much for the sake of his wife?"

Han Yuan went to hold an umbrella, but before he could reach the emperor, he was rejected. His determined eyes did not change his thoughts at the moment, and he shouted loudly: "Let me get wet, I don't believe she is so cruel."

He chose not to enter the bed, he just wanted to give her a right.

But he was unwilling to do so and was rejected by her.

Getting caught in the rain just wanted to prove how much she cared about herself.

The rain wet his whole body, and his vision was obscured by the rain. The person he wanted to wait for never appeared in his sight.

Leaning against the window, the rain breeze gently brushed my cheeks.

Before Caifeng could speak, she said, "The emperor has left?"

He glanced up secretly, feeling a little embarrassed as to what to say. After being silent for a long time, he slowly said: "The emperor is waiting for the queen to come out in the rain."

I couldn't wait to walk to the door, my pace became slow, I hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.

The sound of falling rain lingered in my ears, and my anxious heart disrupted all my thoughts.

He stood in the rain and watched her appear.

She stood behind the door, but hesitant.

For a moment, he wanted to turn around and leave, letting her linger hesitantly.

"Your Majesty, can you please come in?" Zi Ling had already prepared a paper umbrella and handed it to her.

Zi Ling knew what was going on, but she just didn't want to reveal it.

The servants could only watch the affairs between them silently and could not intervene at all.

The door gradually opened, and the shadow of the person he was looking forward to appeared in his rain-wet eyes.

The distance between the two people seems to be close, but in fact it is far away.

She loomed in front of him in the rain and held an umbrella for him. Seeing Murong Haocheng's embarrassed appearance, her heart tightened: "Does the emperor do this to make my concubine feel guilty?"

His unbearable heart kept churning, he bit his lip and shouted: "Eunuch Han, take the emperor back to Chenlan Palace."

Han Yuan heard Chen Zhaoyi's call, but he did not dare to step forward without the emperor's order. He stood there and looked at the two of them quietly.

When Ye Yilan handed the umbrella to his hand, he held it tightly. The hand was so cold after being washed by the rain.

The hazy eyes were still so tender. A trembling voice gradually sounded: "Lan'er, I was waiting for you in the rain, but what you said came."

Tonight, he didn't know why he did this. In Chenlan Palace, her figure kept appearing in his mind, and he always felt that she had been deliberately avoiding him today.

He didn't want to, and the distance between them became farther and farther. He didn't want to, and left unwillingly.

"Tonight, give me a chance."

At this moment, Ye Yilan had no intention of saying anything. She only wanted him to leave. Her anxious and restless heart was still restless, and she was helpless in persuading: "The emperor knows that I will not keep you, so why bother to torture yourself in this way."

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Their eyes met, looking at her tenderly: "Lan'er, why can't we call her like ordinary people? How about forgetting our current identities?"

He puts down his identity all the time, even if he begs her humbly, he is willing to do so.

Now, he was like a down-and-out man, begging for himself. That time, her heart was in pain. He was so high and above, and there was no need to demean his identity for his own sake.

Pretending to be indifferent: "Since the emperor doesn't want to leave, I won't force you."

Just as she was about to leave, a force pulled her into his arms.

The umbrella in his hand fell to the ground, letting the rain hit him.

Under the hazy moonlight, the two people hugged each other in the rain. God had no mercy, and the merciless rain kept falling on them.

Like him, her whole body was already wet. The rain was eroding her body and she was shivering.

He could feel the trembling body of the person in his arms, hugging each other tightly and whispering affectionately to his ear: "Lan'er, tell me how to get your sincerity."

"I..."

At this moment, her mind was already in a mess and she didn't know how to answer.

Seeing the rain on his face, his tough heart gradually softened. The cold hands trembled on his cheeks and stroked away the rain. Ye Yilan's tears fell, she didn't know whether they were tears or rain. She couldn't bear him to torture herself like this.

, making himself feel guilty. The cry came to his ears: "I beg you, go back."

"Don't cry."

The more tender he was, the more her heart drifted. "I'll just sleep with you tonight."

He knew that what he did made her embarrassed, but he couldn't restrain his impulse.

He picked up the thin girl and said guiltily: "I'm sorry——"

'I'm sorry'; these three words gave her a new recognition of him.

It turns out that he will also admit his mistakes sometimes.

In the past, apart from being domineering and tender, he had never felt that he had truly missed someone.

In his arms, she looked so petite.

She snuggled into her arms, shivering.

The two of them had already prepared everything. They glanced at each other and Caifeng weakly reported: "Your Majesty, the hot water has been prepared. Can you..."

"You guys go down first."

Anxiously, he carried her directly into the bathtub, gently placed her on the couch, took a clean cloth at random, squatted in front of her, and wiped the rain off her face.

Ye Yilan saw that he didn't care about her body, but he took care of her meticulously.

It reminded her of that day in the cave, when he never revealed his feelings.

For an instant, the two of them looked at each other. His smile was like the melting snow of an iceberg, even if it melted, there was still a chill in his bones.

"Is it possible that you don't want your husband to help you undress?"

Seeing his uneasy hand reaching out, he stood up and pushed back: "Get out quickly."
To be continued...