Just as Ning Shu turned to leave, she heard Consort Nguyễn say hoarsely behind her, "That day, when I gave you the bracelet at the palace gate, I said that if I had a sister like you, I was sincere. I really envy you … If Niinu and I weren't born in the Zhou family, but in any other commoner's family, perhaps our ending would be completely different. I also wouldn't have become like this, where even I hate myself … "
The night was as cold as water, and the river of stars was desolate.
Ning Shu placed the bracelet that Consort Nguyễn gave her at the entrance of the Cold Palace. Then, she walked along the path she came from, step by step out of the world's most luxurious and loneliest birdcage.
She walked out of the towering cinnabar palace walls and walked past the resplendent golden glazed tiles. She let the palace lanterns cast their shadows one after another, slowly elongating her figure. It wasn't time to turn off the lights yet. She raised her head and looked at the thousands of lanterns flickering in the April wind along the way. Occasionally, a lantern would be blown out by the wind, but soon, a palace servant would run over and light it up again. Another gust of wind blew over, and the palace servant had no choice but to run for his life. On some palace roads, the palace servants who were in charge of the lights secretly took a nap, and several palace lanterns were extinguished without a sound, not even leaving a sigh.
It was like countless souls struggling under the stars in the mortal world.
In the darkness, she suddenly felt a trace of coldness.
At the end of the palace road, a voice broke the ice wall that surrounded her. "Why are you in a daze?" The voice was like ice and jade knocking against each other, with a trace of impatience after waiting for a long time.
She turned her head and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw a tall and slender figure standing under millions of stars, at the end of the waning lights. He was still wearing his cold black clothes, and his brocade-like black hair. However, under the reflection of the lantern in Jiusi's hand behind him, there was a rare trace of warmth.
The bone-chilling coldness in her heart had unknowingly melted away. She gathered her clothes and walked to his side step by step.
"I'm thinking about how great the magic power of power is, to be able to turn the woman who Yun Ruohui once said with a light smile into this unrecognizable person.
He was also thinking about Niinu. Three years ago, she narrowly escaped death and dragged herself all the way north to the capital to look for someone. If she knew in advance that her sister, whom she wholeheartedly trusted, would one day treat her as a stumbling block and kill her, would she regret it?
There was also Lan Xiang. She had seen through the mysteries of heaven at the Festival of Bathing the Buddha. How could she not feel a trace of fear? But she still tried with a glimmer of hope. When she received the news, she couldn't wait a moment to rush to Phoenix Terrace for the appointment. How excited and hopeful must she have been. But before she could say a word, a dagger pierced through her heart. How would she feel at that time? "
"The most difficult thing to understand in this world is the human heart. Niinu and Lan Xiang had both died to protect the people most important to them. It could be said that they got what they asked for. As for Consort Nguyễn, even though she didn't die, she will spend the rest of her life in regret. For her, this might be the best punishment. "He said calmly," What did she say about the plum blossom kiss? "
"She said she would give me an answer in three days."
Xiahou Qing nodded casually and said, "Then let's go."
The palace road was still the same cold palace road. The two of them walked side by side. Jiu Si held the palace lantern in his hand. The faint yellow light reflected the bright begonia painted on the lantern shade onto their clothes. Half of the light shone on his cloak embroidered with flowing clouds, and the other half on her rippling water-colored skirt.
She tilted her head and blinked gently, teasing, "Has Your Highness been waiting for me?"
Xiahou Qing's fingertips twitched slightly. He turned his head and smiled, "You think too highly of yourself. Because of this case, His Majesty's old illness flared up again. He called me into the palace to accompany him. When I left the palace, I happened to pass by this place. It was just on the way. "
Ning Shu was speechless.
This night, the sky was very high and very bright. In the dark blue silk-like curtain of night, one could see a string of Milky Way. Specks of starlight adorned the brocade, and under it, everything was plated with a layer of silver splendor.
After not hearing Ning Shu's voice for a while, Xiahou Qing furrowed his brows and said, "What nonsense are you thinking about now?"
Admiring the stars from thousands of years ago and the unpredictable changes above her head, Ning Shu casually said, "I'm thinking about Ruan Chang 'an. I'm afraid he never would have thought that his momentary hedonistic behavior would lead to such a shocking chain of major cases. In the end, it led to the destruction of his entire Ruan family. "
If he hadn't been so angry that he had listened to someone's instigation to throw the Cloud Leaf into Phoenix Terrace, allowing him to witness the entire process of Consort Nguyễn's murder and pulling the first wheel of this enormous wheel of fate, perhaps no one would have noticed that a little songstress on Moon Luring Lake had been silently erased from this world. Then, there wouldn't have been such a series of events.
Wait!
A terrifying thought suddenly licked her heart like a poisonous snake's tongue, causing her to suddenly stop in her tracks. In this cold night, her entire body was terrified.
Yes, if Ruan Chang 'an hadn't been instigated to do such a foolish thing … But who was the one who instigated Ruan Chang' an? Cao Huayu, the second son of Imperial Uncle Cao!
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