As the night fell, the lights in the Chang'an Palace were bright.

Ruan Yuyi washed off the fat powder on her face, finished bathing, but put on a cloak and walked out. The cloak was wide, but there was nothing unusual about it, and the charcoal in the hall was sufficient, so it didn't feel cold.

Mu Xiang poured hot tea for her, and cut the prepared pill into four petals and placed it on oily paper for her to take.

She took it, and the thing was in her hand, and it was a little overwhelming.

It can't be delayed any longer, and the longer the interval becomes, the harder it will be to hide the fact that she doesn't have a body.

She took a sip of tea and swallowed it, intending to take the pill. The white forearms stretched out from under the cloak, slender and slender, as bright as frost and snow.

The soft curtain was lifted suddenly, and a figure walked in and slammed the pills and hot tea off her hands.

Things were scattered all over the ground, and the tea soaked the blanket like a poor little animal drenched in the pouring rain.

She trembled, raised her head, and met Jiang Huaiyang's dark eyes.

"Your Majesty—" she heard herself whisper.

He frowned, "What are you using?" I remember that the Imperial Physician didn't prescribe any pills for you, where did that come from? ”

After spending so many days with him, she boasted that she had figured out his expression, and knew that he was angry now, so she didn't dare to tell the truth, "It's just for conditioning the body." ”

"Conditioning your body?"

His gaze shifted downward. She stomped on the dry corner of the velvet blanket, and the red rope she wore on her ankle lined the slender and fragile place, as if it could be broken with a single break.

Seeing that she stretched out her forearm and didn't see the sleeve inside, it was clear that he was breathing heavily.

The little lady's cold and soft hand pulled him back to reality.

"Anyway, what the hell is this, I won't punish you."

Ruan Yuyi shook her head and took a step back. Seeing him look like this, how could she believe his words.

But her heart has actually loosened, after all, wanting to completely hide the next thing is almost equivalent to being under his nose, and she has to be careful in everything, which is very tiring.

He repeated it again. The two were deadlocked, and he didn't urge her, just waited for her to speak with a cold face.

After hesitating, she spoke, "It's a fertility medicine, and it doesn't hurt your body." At the same time, she was gambling that he wouldn't do anything to her.

Jiang Huaiyang only felt like an opening in his heart at this moment, and there was constantly a cold wind running through, taking away the fresh blood and leaving the stiff flesh and skin.

He held out his hand to her, but she took another step back, looking at her cautiously with a pair of lacquered eyes, wrapped in a cloak, fragile and helpless.

For a while, he couldn't even tell whether he was distressed or angry. If it was a misdiagnosis, she would have just told him, why did she have to go around in such a big circle.

He no longer gave her a chance to retreat, and pulled the person into his arms, his arms tightly shackled her, as if as soon as he let go, the person in front of him was about to disappear.

He put his head on her hair, closed his eyes, frowned and did not relax, and every time he exhaled and breathed, it was like pulling the meridians.

He suddenly didn't know what to do with her.

Ruan Yuyi's body stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed.

"Why didn't you know about me earlier?" He was dumbfounded, suppressing all his emotions at once, but his trembling hands still revealed his state of mind.

She was afraid of the Queen Mother's calculations and took care of his identity - but fortunately, she won the bet and relied on his favor.

Her gaze went over his shoulder and fell on a broken candy man in front of the soft curtain, a half-transparent brown that she probably wouldn't have noticed if it hadn't been for the stick.

A thought took over her mind, her eyes trembled slightly, and she said softly, "Your Majesty, this sugar man—"

He didn't let go of her, but said lightly, "It's just broken, and someone will deal with it then." ”

So, this is what was brought to her? But how could there be such a thing in the palace, this is just a common thing in the street market.

She wanted to ask, but opened her mouth, but didn't ask any more.

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She wrapped herself and sent it to his mouth, but he didn't take this mouth, just waited for her to put on her bedclothes, and left Chang'an Palace.

The temperature that enveloped her and belonged to him gradually dissipated, and she was stunned for a while, until Mu Xiang picked up the candy man who had broken off one long ear, and her eyelashes trembled twice, as if she had woken up.

"Wait." She called out to Mu Xiang.

Take the candy man wrapped in a handkerchief. It was a rabbit, chubby, with long ears, and very likable.

She pinched the severed ear and tried to stick it up, but to no avail. Broken is broken.

"Why did he send this, you say?" She asked in a low voice.

Mu Xiang thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because Ming'er is the birthday of the young lady?" ”

She curled up with the sugar man's fingertips.

Birthday? She counted carefully, and then realized that she had forgotten about herself. Speaking of which, after leaving Wuzhou, her birthday, which was celebrated by her family in the past, seems to have become the same as ordinary days, no wonder she doesn't remember.

Ruan Yuyi sat down in front of the sugar man in front of a few cases, and went to the paste with the fragrance of wood - I don't know if this is the top - and pieced together the broken sugar man by candlelight.

The candle flame illuminates the solidified syrup like a beautiful amber.

In the end, it was sugar, it was extremely sticky, and she put together her ears and lost her legs, and she tossed for a while, and finally it was complete.

Holding it up to the candle flame, the candy man was illuminated, and then, the glued ears fell off again, and the broken parts next to it were scattered on the table.

A sense of helplessness grabbed her, and she felt her heart empty.

As soon as the fingertips were loosened, the remaining sugar cubes and bamboo skewers fell on several cases.

Two years ago, she stayed alone in Beijing, and since then, she has left the pampering and indulgence she once had in Wuzhou. In this prosperous but cold capital, except for Mu Xiang, who left her hometown with her, no one cares about her anymore.

In those old days when the family was still complete, she was looking forward to her birthday, and she would ask her father and aunt and what gifts her brother had prepared for her.

But then she didn't like it, because the memories were too happy and too hurtful.

But is she really used to such a cautious day?

But deep down, she still longed for someone to pamper her a little, so that she could talk to that person at will, without having to care about anything.

Ruan Yuyi raised her head, her cheeks were already cold, she wiped it indiscriminately, got up and walked out.

At the door, Mu Xiang was bringing hot milk for her. The two collided head-on, and Mu Xiang was surprised, "Niangniang, where are you going?" ”

"Go to the ......" she spoke, and found that her voice was a little hoarse, so she coughed twice because she covered her mouth before she said, "You don't need a sedan chair to go to the Heart Cultivation Palace." ”

She wore a hood, a thick feather-forged cloak in one hand, and no lamp, and plunged headlong into the darkness.

She had been there so many times that she could find his dormitory even with her eyes closed.

(End of chapter)