At this time, it was night, the night sky was dark, and the clouds were heavy, but the lights of Yongding Palace were burning enough, and He Yue lifted his eyes to take all of Ning Rusong's expressions into his eyes.

"Your Majesty is sick, I can't help, I just add to the trouble." He Yue said.

Ning Rusong felt dull and sour for a moment, he slowly raised his arm, his slender fingers clasped around He Yue's white wrist, pressed against the red rope, and said softly, "If you come, I will be very happy." ”

This sentence is no different from love words, and He Yue's eyes were full of surprise.

The cold and noble emperor is ruthless, others can't see through him, and He Yue couldn't see through him before, so his affection was buried by himself, and others could only see the favor but not the love.

He always said, he spared you once, and later said that I would spare you again, and never said his affection as directly as he did at this moment.

He Yue was speechless for a while, Shu Qin's face was flat and contemplative, Ning Rusong lowered her phoenix eyes, and with a slight effort in her hand, she fell into his arms, and the skirt of the palace dress swayed, and finally covered the hem of his clothes.

He wrapped He Yue in his arms, his heart was a little settled, he talked a lot today, and he was extremely soft.

"I and you are just a mistake at the beginning, I admit my mistake and admit it, but as I said before, I have never hurt you or punished you, I pity you, spoil you, respect you, and love you." He spoke his mind.

"Why don't you even give it a chance?" Ning Rusong asked gently.

The world's difference in thinking and status made it impossible for the two to share the same, and he gave half of his life to her, but he still didn't understand He Yue's true thoughts.

The rules in the palace are strict, like a deep pool, Ning Rusong was born in this place, he didn't feel wrong, he was in power, he was the beneficiary of the rules, but He Yue was not, even if she loved money again, she wouldn't want to stay in the palace, how long could Ning Rusong's true love and pity last? How long will she be allowed to be presumptuous?

The palace is full of palace people made of mud puppets, and she is about to become a mud fetus Bodhisattva.

He Yue sighed, his tone softened, and his hands slightly raised his hands to caress Ning Rusong's cheeks, "Your Majesty, fairness and justice have never been ridiculous to you, but you have never given me a chance to choose, I want me to give you a chance, I don't really want to give it." ”

The truth she said lightly was like a knife piercing Ning Rusong's chest. Ning Rusong Junjun's eyebrows furrowed tightly, he had just recovered from a serious illness, and at this moment, the whole person revealed a hazy and delicate weakness.

He Yue felt that she was undoubtedly despicable and inferior at this moment, and she relied on Ning Rusong's pain to get a moment of pleasure.

But it wasn't so painful, she let go of her hand and looked away.

In the end, Ning Rusong still did not stay in the dormitory of Yongding Palace today, and went to the side hall.

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At noon, when He Yue woke up from a nap, Xiaobi presented a letter of worship.

"Queen Mother, Baifu's post." Xiaobi didn't know about the grievances between He Yue and Bai Mansion, and the only thing she had the impression was that Lord Bai was the direct superior of Young Master Duan.

The fingers opened the post, the nails were clean and round, and she had been so tired lately that she hadn't even dyed dancôme.

"Li Xiaoshu?" She read the familiar and unfamiliar name over and over again.

He Yue once instructed that Li Xiaoshu's posts would not be accepted in the future, and now the people serving around him are not the old people of Biyuan, and it is not surprising that Xiaobi does not know about it.

But wasn't Li Xiaoshu sent to the Buddhist hall for cultivation?

After all, this is Yongding Palace, the palace where the emperor lives, and the palace people here always know more than others, and a palace maid saluted and replied, "The queen mother, the slave maid has heard a little, not long ago Lord Bai seemed to have made a great contribution, and His Majesty authorized Lord Bai to release Mrs. Bai." ”

At the beginning, only Li Xiaoshu was imprisoned on the surface, and out of consideration, Ning Rusong put Li Xiaoshu back in Baifu together.

He Yue didn't want to see him, but the post he opened said - Boss He will see him for the last time, and he will not bother from now on.

"See, let's make a break with her." He Yue's voice was a little stunned.

When Li Xiaoshu was brought by the palace maid, He Yue was sitting by the small pond near Yongding Palace.

This place is divided into the scope of Yongding Palace, and idle people are not allowed to enter at will.

Xiaobi offered a handful of fish food in her hand, He Yue took some lightly, sprinkled it on the pond, and watched the fish gradually emerge from the pond, competing for food.

At noon, it was the height of summer, the sun was scorching, and there were eunuchs holding the canopy next to her, casting a shadow on the place where He Yue was, and she seemed to be a separate realm of her own.

Li Xiaoshu didn't dare to disturb out loud, she often chanted for He Yue in the Buddhist hall, but in the end she found that she was still alive, and the twists and turns really made people speculate.

It has been a few years since the two met, and this will be goodbye, Li Xiaoshujue's He Yue has become more indifferent and cold, and it is even more difficult to approach than the last time.

He Yue took the remaining fish food in Xiaobi's hand, lowered his eyes, and slowly fed the fish in the pool.

The lotus in the pool is at its peak, her posture is swaying, but she is all reduced to her background, He Yue's posture is graceful, her face is extremely beautiful, and she is like a golden moon, and she suppresses everything around her.