Prince Yue didn't hesitate to ask someone to pick out a long dress for me. On such a hot day, with such thick clothes, I almost died from the heat just by walking out of the pavilion.
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Fortunately, the journey wasn't far. The woman who had been urging me outside led me to a private room on the first floor. The manservant inside answered and opened the door. I leaned to the side and looked around. Well, there wasn't a single light in the room. It was a test of my eyesight.
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However, this time, the prince didn't go overboard. This elegant courtyard was connected to the courtyard outside. The courtyard was square, and in the center, there was a tall and straight old tree. Midsummer was the time when the leaves were lush. The moon in the sky wasn't full, and the light that shone through the leaves was even more fragmented.
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When I entered the room, the servant bowed his body like a shrimp and retreated. As soon as the door was closed, a faint smell of cosmetics that hadn't completely dissipated yet assailed my nose. I sniffed carefully and felt that it was a little familiar.
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Prince Yue was kneeling on the couch. There was a small table on the couch with two cups of tea on it. He probably saw the fine beads of sweat on my forehead because I was wearing clothes. He said to me, "It's just a few steps, and you're already this tired."
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I didn't have the nerve to say that it was all because of the clothes. After thinking about it, I still wanted to leave some face for the prince. I replied, "I don't walk much at home. I spend all day in my room. I didn't think that after walking a few steps, I would become this tired. I've let the prince see a joke. "
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"Why don't you want to go out for a walk?"
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I stared blankly and then explained, "How can a woman go out?"
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"The Tang family is a good place. I've long heard that the Prime Minister has renovated his home so much that even a fly can't fly in. I thought it was an exaggeration, but after hearing you say it, I'm afraid it's even worse."
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I don't know what he really wanted to say, but he must have said something I didn't know, and I don't know what intention he had in coming here to inquire about me. However, it's a pity that he inquired about the wrong person. I'm just a girl with amnesia. What can he get out of my mouth?
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I glanced at him and bowed. After waiting for Wangye's reply, I politely sat down and said, "Wangye invited me to a banquet on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, but we only talked about trivial matters. A beauty is in front of you, yet you don't ask about the beauty. You don't talk about other things, and you only serve me a cup of tea?"
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Wang Ye smiled and stopped probing. He slowly said: "I know you are a glutton, but today is the seventh day of the seventh month. It is the Qiqiao Festival. Qiqiao has its own rules. Qiqiao Fairy on the moon has to eat the delicacies first, then it will be your turn to enjoy."
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I saw that there was indeed a small table under the big tree. There were fruits, vegetables, and a platter of pastries on the table. The table was completely filled. But this distance, which could only be viewed from afar, and could not be touched, really made me sad. I asked, "Then how long must I wait before I can enjoy it?"
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"When the moonlight covers the table, it means that the Fairy on the moon has finished enjoying the food."
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I said: "Then I will move the table, and send the food on the table to the moon, won't that be enough?"
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Wangye laughed and scolded me: "You mischievous spirit, thinking too much. Do you want to move the table?"
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I straightened my clothes, which were thick and heavy. I looked at the distance between the table and me, which was very far. I only weighed it in my heart, and then decisively shook my head: "No, no."
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Although the surroundings were dark, I still felt that the man opposite me was very happy and chuckled twice. Wangye's voice was hoarse, and I didn't know why, but he was unexpectedly hoarse and itchy. He coughed twice and said: "If you don't move, I will move it for you."
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Before I could stifle my voice, he had already stood up. His whole body was completely exposed under the moonlight. He had a wide waist and a narrow back. His body was tightly wrapped in a tight suit, and there was a fine dust and mud on it. It seemed that he had just returned from outside, and didn't look like he had been sitting in the guest room waiting for someone to serve him.
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Don't tell me that while I was dressing up, he went out to do a mission.
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I am a person who thinks far, deep, and negative. Why did he ask me to come out when he had a mission? Maybe it has something to do with me.
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This Wangye was an honest person. When he said he would move the table, he really moved it under the moonlight. He beckoned me to come over. I was very satisfied and unwilling, but after weighing it, I picked up the heavy hem of my dress and walked over step by step.
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"Set up the incense table, Chen Sanyuan," he lowered his voice and coaxed me like I was a child, "The Moon Palace's Empress will fulfill your wish."
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I looked at him. His skin and flesh were covered as much as possible. Every part of his face was hidden behind a black mask, leaving only a pair of eyes looking around. If it weren't for the calamity from the heavens, he would have been a good looking man who could seduce women. Why would he need to hide in the dark like this?
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He didn't seem to be used to being stared at like this, and he subconsciously avoided my gaze.
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I asked, "What is Prince Yue's taboo name?"
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Speaking of which, it was strange. Normally, the birth of a prince or princess in the Imperial City would be counted as a joyous occasion. It would be celebrated and announced to the world. The names of the princes and princesses would also be published. As long as they were favored, the emperor would issue an edict to avoid mentioning their names. However, Prince Yue was different. This Prince Yue was the fourth son of the emperor. All the announced news only mentioned that when he left the palace, he was given the title of Yue. The rest was kept secret.
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Was there a hidden story? I suddenly regretted asking such a stupid question.
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The Wangye smiled magnanimously. "My dynasty's surname is Yang, and my generation's surname is Yuan. Unfortunately, I was not born well, and was punished by the heavens. In order to protect me, my father, the emperor, begged the heavens for his life. Therefore, I was named Qi."
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Yang Qi, Yang Qi
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I pondered over this name, and thought of myself. Suddenly, I felt apprehensive, as if we were in the same boat. Aren't the two of us the kind of people who have been abandoned by our own families?
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Prince Yue seemed unwilling to talk too much about himself. He said, "Make a wish."
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This man, he was afraid that if he really had nothing else to ask for, he wouldn't even know what words to use to make up such an illusory joke. After all, I had lost my memory. I was a lonely person who didn't know where I came from, and didn't know where I would return.
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Therefore, I made a wish. "I wish for the past to disappear, and for the future to be bright."
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I glanced at the Wangye next to me. After all, I was standing on his territory, and I didn't want to ignore him. "I also wish for Your Highness to be healthy for the rest of your life."
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The prince forced out a laugh and said, "That last sentence, I'm really unwilling to say it."
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I didn't want to answer him. My eyes stared at the pastries on the small table. Although the moonlight was cold, they were soft and sticky. Just looking at them made me want to eat.
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Prince Yue personally lifted a plate and handed it to me. "Eat, eat."
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Of course, I didn't refuse. Although the Osmanthus Pastry looked beautiful, it tasted like wax in my mouth. It couldn't be described as bad. Of course, I didn't want to spit it out. I frowned and asked, "What is this? Your cook is going to be beaten to death by you! "
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He lightly tapped the pastry with his index finger. Although he already knew the answer, he asked, "It doesn't taste good?"
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"You can give it a try," I replied grumpily.
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"I don't want to try it. It's tasteless. I feel bad when I put it in my mouth."
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Well, he knew the taste of the pastry. He must have deliberately come to annoy me. "You."
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Prince Yue said, "Yesterday in the carriage, I praised you for reading a lot of books. Why are you pretending to be illiterate? The moon treats the pastry as a tribute. Of course, it's tasteless. It's normal that you think it tastes bad! "
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Now that he mentioned it, I remembered that there was such a saying. In fact, my mind was also strange. It was as blank as a piece of white paper, but I could easily recall some of the names and stories. I didn't know what kind of structure it was.
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I sighed and said, "Even stuttering food is stolen by the moon. There's no meaning in living."
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I said it out of anger. I swear it was definitely said out of anger.
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A cold white light brushed past my eyes. Several murderous figures suddenly appeared in front of me from the four corners of the courtyard. Prince Yue pulled me behind him. I didn't know where he got a small dagger, but he was ready to fight. He was vigilantly facing the people coming from all directions.
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I cleared my throat and raised my voice, "This is Prince Yue, the fourth prince of my dynasty. Where did you servants come from? How dare you offend your superiors and attack with a knife?"
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My little bit of aura didn't seem to have much effect. The four figures looked at each other and suddenly moved. They raised their swords and slashed at me. I was startled and took a step back. Then, I turned around and kicked away the sword that was coming at me.
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"Good kung fu," Prince Yue stood behind me. From the looks of it, it seemed like I was protecting him, "Watch me."
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After he finished speaking, he moved slightly and several shadows flashed in front of me. I prided myself on my excellent eyesight and hearing. I carefully identified the attacks in front of me, but I could only see him draw his sword. This prince was tall and was wrapped tightly in martial arts clothes. I didn't know where he pulled out a jet-black long knife. He moved like a ghost between the four assassins. Not even a drop of blood was spilled.
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There was no blood, but someone died. In the blink of an eye, Prince Yue returned to his original position. It was as if he hadn't taken a step to kill.
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I didn't know where he was looking, but he softly said, "Take him away."
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A few shadows passed by and left. The courtyard returned to its previous tranquility.
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"Your martial arts are not bad."
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I walked closer to him. The lingering scent of his cosmetics hit me again. I became more and more suspicious. But when I met the prince's eyes, I couldn't open my mouth. It was strange. Perhaps, because he was a prince, I didn't dare to make a guess without evidence?
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"Are you alright?" He was the first to speak.
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I looked away and asked seriously, "Who are these people?"
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"Who? Actually, I don't know who they are. In this world, in the court, there are many people who want my life." He came closer to me and said softly, "I really don't know who they are."
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