"Everything you do will be recorded, not only with them, but also with me."

He said, stretched out his finger to his head, and bent down a little. His face was almost only inch away from my face. His hot breath blew to the tip of my nose, making me shrink constantly. Then he touched my ear and said in a low voice: "Don't forget that there is a Shangyang Palace outside the imperial village!"

My mind buzzed and suddenly it was blank.

Outside the imperial village, there is also a Shangyang Palace.

Even if I can walk out of this towering palace wall, even if I can leave this imperial city of the Nine-Level Third Hall, there is still a Shangyang Palace in front of me!

When the last shaking bead curtain calmed down, the entire Yonghe Palace fell into silence, leaving only the sound of falling snow coming from outside the window, and the warm fragrance in the stove in the room was swaying, everything was so quiet.

I slowly lifted the bead curtain and walked in.

The emperor was still lying on the bed, his pale face seemed a little stiff under the swaying candlelight. He closed his eyes again, as if he was about to fall asleep. I walked to the bed gently, tucked the quilt tightly for him, and added a piece of plum fragrance cake to the incense burner.

After doing all this, he turned around and found that he opened his eyes again. I hurried over: "Master."

"..." He looked at me silently.

"Your Majesty, what are your instructions? I have been here all the time."

“…”

He was still silent, so the sound of falling snow outside the house became clearer. I was a little surprised. I didn't know why he wanted to leave me tonight for him. I was obviously the strangest of all people. But now, he didn't speak or had any instructions, and didn't know what it meant.

Just when I was puzzled, his lips were opening and closing slightly, as if he was saying something, and he hurriedly followed him, but he could not hear anything.

But when I was so close, I realized that his eyes were almost covered with red bloodshots, and his circles were dark, as if he hadn't been asleep for a long time, and his lips were severely dry and cracked. I hurried to get some honey and mix it with warm water, and delivered it to his lips. He glanced at me and started drinking it carefully.

After drinking, he looked at me again and I gently wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.

"Prince, please rest early, I will always be there for you."

“…”

He looked at me for a long time, but his eyes were still not very flexible. When he was staring at me, he seemed to be looking at something. I walked to the outside room in a regular manner, sat on a small stool leaning against the bead curtain, and heard him sigh.

Then, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a while.

This night was the quietest night since leaving Yangzhou.

There was no noise, no horse hooves, and no breaths of moans that entangled me like a nightmare, but I couldn't sleep anymore. I opened my eyes wide and looked at the luxurious room, empty, and felt helpless.

Almost at the fourth day of the morning, I was a little tired, my eyelids were fighting, but I could sensitively hear a very light footsteps outside the window, stepping on the falling snow, making a creaking sound.

The steps reached the door and stopped.

Who is it?

Who is it?

I woke up suddenly, stood up carefully and walked to the door. I was holding my breath and listening to the movement outside, but I heard a very light laughter coming. The person outside the door said gently: "Qingying, you are at the door."
Chapter completed!