The moonlight is sparse, lonely and scattered, withered leaves without rebirth.

Every year, she used to sit on the steps and look up at Xinchen.

For her, there has never been a real birthday in her life.

She has never had a desire for her mother in her life.

In the corner aside, Ye Xunyu has been caring about this sister. He knows how she feels and has always endured it all silently. For eighteen years, she has not really let go.

Turning around, he put a hand on Nian Qing's shoulder and said seriously: "I'll leave it to you."

Looking at the brocade box in his hand, he calmly sat beside her and handed it to her.

Seeing this, he looked at the brocade box with a graceful smile: "What is this?"

"Nian Qing's birthday gift to the young lady." He raised his eyes and met her eyes, and then explained in a panic. "This is not from the emperor, so the young lady can accept it with peace of mind."

She had never doubted it, but seeing him in a panic for the first time, she couldn't help but smile.

But I saw a string of purple pearls in the brocade box. Under the moonlight, the twinkling light was printed on each bead.

"Are you still satisfied?"

After hearing this, she stared into his eyes with strange eyes, unable to see his joy, and an unusual light flashed across his eyes.

"Other than the mask, there is nothing on Nian Qing's face that makes the young lady look at it for so long."

He didn't know what could make her look at him like this.

His deep eyes looked so dim and colorless in the night.

Shaking his head with a slight smile, he put the item into the brocade box very carefully: "Nian Qing gave it to me, I like it all."

"Young lady, is there something on your mind?" The sharp eyes could see through the expression on her face at a glance, and the clear eyes seemed to be smiling, but in fact they were not.

"I can't hide anything from you." She silently endured the pain and helplessness in her heart. Gradually she closed her eyes, and all that appeared in her mind were some messy fragments, which made her depressed. "There are some things hidden in her heart.

Never mentioned it."

"If you have something on your mind, you can tell Nian Qing. If you think Nian Qing is the emperor's servant, you don't have to say it."

"When I found out that you were the emperor's wife, I was even more surprised. I never blamed you. You gave me a sense of stability and peace of mind. Even if the emperor gave me the favor that the concubines in the harem could not have, that kind of stability

It makes me very uneasy."

When she mentioned Murong Haochen, she naturally smiled lightly.

After a while, the smile gradually disappeared without a trace, and the empty eyes kept looking straight ahead, not knowing where they were looking.

The hand that stopped in mid-air wanted to comfort her, and then he took it back.

If you let go and don't get entangled, you will still feel uneasy.

Miss, Nian Qing will always be by your side like a shadow.

He fell into the side of her face and stared. Hearing her voice slowly sounded, he relaxed his mood for the first time and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Do you know how guilty you feel when you don't love someone and that person treats you wholeheartedly?" She looked at the peace charm in her hand with covetous eyes. She specifically asked for peace of mind. "Every time he was hurt, because of

Myself. I am afraid that I will harm him. He is the emperor, and I am someone I cannot love. I cannot accept his love."

The voice was very small, like whispering.

At that time, I really understood her, and she hid so much guilt.

"He is the emperor, and he has his own helplessness. Miss, I'm afraid I'm overthinking it. Everything is voluntary. Miss, there is no need to feel guilty."

Picking up the dead leaves on the ground, smiling with eyes: everything will come back again.

"If you love someone, how can that person care about this?"

Love someone and don't care?

Some things, not love, can solve everything.

It's not love that can truly see through the mystery in the fog.

She felt that she had never truly loved.

and Murong Haoli, what is the relationship between them?

There is no such pain.

"You know better."

"If a man understands men, he will naturally understand better."

"You said that the emperor is sincere to me?" He held his head, shook his body slightly, and looked at the dead leaves in his hand with his shallow eyes.

He also picked up dead leaves and turned them around by the petiole.

Hearing this, he put down the dead leaves in his hands and asked Shen Ning, "What do you mean by this, young lady?"

He stood up, stood under the tree and stared up. He wrote lightly: "While in prison, the eldest grandson Wanji said that the emperor was taking advantage of the Ye family."

"nonsense--"

Ye Yilan turned around and saw him standing up so excitedly, staring at his behavior with puzzled eyes.

Gradually, Nian Qing felt that his extraordinary behavior just now suppressed his emotions, and explained to the young lady: "I can guarantee that the emperor did not take advantage of the Ye family."

"There are some things that I don't know about, and it's not up to you to decide."

She also said it casually. Since she had chosen to believe him, there was no need to regret it.

Looking at her worried look, she seemed to have changed a lot from the past to the present.

He walked to her with heavy steps, his eyes exuding a trace of pity: "You are not happy in the palace, why are you still staying?"

"Nian Qing, there are some things that you and I can't control."

She also didn't want to stay in the palace. How could someone who had no other thoughts about the palace miss the glory it brought her?

From hatred to guilt, she had to go through a lot of right and wrong before she could truly put an end to all the pain.

"Actually, I repeatedly asked myself why I wanted to stay in the palace. Later, I figured it out. Since I can't change, why should I go against fate? Although the process is painful, at least the person is good to me, and I am satisfied."

"No. You're lying."

When he heard these words, this was not all her feelings. Perhaps, even she herself didn't know.

Because she has never truly loved anyone.

For her, everything is too tangled and complicated.

Staring at him in confusion, how could he lie?

Today, his behavior was so abnormal that I felt a little suspicious of him.

She actually looked at him with suspicion.

"It's his kindness that makes you dependent, so the lady won't let go. Isn't it?" He pressed forward step by step, asking her questions all the time.

"I..."

She was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer him.

"Miss, it's almost midnight. We should go back."

"If we were separated, would you still remember one person?"

"Nian Qing, you..."

Seeing him holding her hand and not letting go, the tenderness flashing in his eyes made her fall deeply into it.

I don't know why, their eyes overlap with each other, and this illusion occurs every time.

Nian Qing realized her offense and looked back: "Miss, please go back early, don't keep the emperor waiting."

When she reached the corner, she couldn't help but look back and saw him standing there, watching her.

When my thoughts returned, I remembered what he had just said, but I didn't know who he meant.

Seeing that the young lady was worried, Caifeng asked, "Miss, what's wrong?"

He shook his head, half-smiling but not smiling: "It's okay. Let's go back."

He stood quietly, with the cold wind blowing towards him.

His eyes left as she left.

If we are separated, will you still remember me?

Caifeng supported me very carefully: "My dear, be careful."

"Slave, please see Chen Zhaoyi."

As soon as he got off the carriage, he saw Han Yuan already waiting here.

"How could Eunuch Han appear here?"

"Please put it on, your Majesty, and I will take your Majesty to a place."

He stepped forward and handed over a piece of black cloth, which she recognized. She didn't know what kind of tricks Murong Haochen was up to.
To be continued...