Chapter 2094
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Ye Yan was stunned. She looked at Feng Qianche's face and couldn't help but feel a little terrified.
Recently, he had entered the palace for a long time to drink and play chess with the current Emperor. His temperament was indifferent to the bone, and his mood was unpredictable. His deep eyes seemed to see through everything, making it difficult for people to understand him.
But his eyes just now had revealed a little bit of … human nature.
"Your story must be pleasant to hear. If it's not pleasant to hear, our wine will become a sin." Feng Qianche narrowed his eyes and picked up the second goblet. He drank the Drunk Peach Blossom wine in one gulp.
Actually, his heart had suddenly been touched. The rings of his memories seemed to be pulled very far away, but also very close.
He still remembered that year in the Eastern Palace, she sat in front of an ancient zither in a plain white brocade robe. She gently plucked the zither strings and a beautiful zither sound rang out. Thousands of butterflies fluttered around her.
That scene was too beautiful to be imagined and she was so radiant.
But in this lifetime, if he wanted to see her again, he could only dream.
During these seven years, others felt that he was high above and had endless power and glory.
But in reality … as long as he knew it, his life was worse than a normal person.
Countless nights, he could only rely on alcohol to numb himself, but this peach blossom wine was something that made him yearn for her. Drinking too much made him miss her even more.
During this period of time, he realized that his memory had become especially strange. The more recent things were, the less clear they were, but the more distant things were, the deeper they were.
"This is the story between me and Xiao Yue …"
"What?" His chaotic thoughts were pulled back by Ye Yan's last sentence. He frowned slightly and a faint dark light flashed through his eyes.
"His Majesty … could it be that you're not listening!" Ye Yan smiled awkwardly. She felt that she had been brewing for a long time and told a moving story, but the other party was not in the mood to listen.
"Yes, I'm not listening." Feng Qianche drank a mouthful of wine and answered truthfully.
Sometimes, an overly honest answer would make people especially angry. But no matter how angry he was in his heart, he could not show it.
After all, the person in front of him was none other than the high and mighty ruler of a country!
"Then does His Majesty want to hear it again?" Ye Yan smiled bitterly but her tone was still very respectful.
"Speak." Feng Qianche's words were concise.
Ye Yan could be considered to be one of the few people that he admired or could get along well with throughout these years.
After all, smart people could always save a lot of trouble.
Ye Yan cleared his throat and recounted the story between him and Xiao Yue. Moreover, the fate between the two of them could be said to have taken a turn for the better. Coupled with the fact that Ye Yan carried a great deal of personal emotions, it could be considered to be a moving story.
Why was it called moving? It was because the eunuch who was originally standing beside Feng Qian Che was quietly wiping away his tears.
But Feng Qian Che's expression did not change from beginning to end.
After Ye Yan finished speaking, he finally spoke slowly. "Who's that person you said is capable of drawing butterflies over?"
Actually, Feng Qian Che listened to it again just to hear this part of the story.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yan didn't mention it at all.
"Oh! So Your Majesty wants to hear about her! " The corners of Ye Yan's brows twitched slightly, and she thought for a moment before she said, "That woman was really beautiful. She didn't seem like a local, and she wore snow white clothes like a celestial maiden that descended from the heavens."
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