As far as you can see, rows of red bricks and green tiles are arranged neatly on both sides of the side.

Ling Yue stood at this end of the Zhengzhen Gate and looked into the distance. Even so, she still couldn't see where the endless palace wall would end.

As soon as I entered the palace gate, I could see my head at this glance, so I was extremely bored.

Maybe my whole life passed by in a daze, and in the end I could only stay in the palace like most women. Or maybe, after being favored by His Majesty, I had to live in panic all day long. The result of fighting over and over was that I could not recognize myself.

Ling Yue followed Aruo's steps step by step. Every time she took, these thoughts in her heart became stronger.

God knows whether her idea is right. In short, not wanting to force herself into such a desperate situation is a decision that Ling Yue has always been determined.

"Aruo, Empress Wu..." Ling Yue spoke with thought. She would not regret her choice, but this did not prevent her from asking some things clearly.

Aruo stopped outside a palace gate, and the three large gilded characters "Jingxuan Palace" hung on the plaque were particularly eye-catching. She smiled and said with a smile: "Miss Yue, here, this is the Empress's bedroom."

Ling Yue nodded slightly and then greeted Zhiqiu, who was amazed by the side: "Come on."

This was the first time Ling Yue came to the concubine's bedroom, and the reason was not that the harem was not allowed to enter without the imperial order.

Mingye has been in the throne for less than a year. Before, he was alone, and the existence of his harem was useless for him.

The high wall is indeed a good barrier, which separates the inside and outside the palace by just a wall to separate two worlds.

But even so, Ling Yue heard some subtle noisy sounds and clear women's laughter as she walked along the way.

I guess the people in the harem are now full of people.

"Yue'er, come." Qin Qiushui was waving to her with a slight smile.

"Sister Qiu Shui." Ling Yue walked forward with the corner of her skirt, and smiled back.

Qin Qiushui sat on the stone bench. There was a pot of osmanthus flowers on the stone table in front of her, and she was pruning the branches of the osmanthus flowers. Her movements were so calm that the words "elegance" were all in every move.

Ling Yue felt inferior to this point. She was indeed not like a girl, and she was frivolous in her work: "Ling Yue, the daughter of the Marquis of Pingyang, had met the Empress of Concubine Madon."

Qin Qiushui hurriedly put the golden scissors in his hand, helped her up, and angrily said, "There are no outsiders, why are you and I here politely! Come on, sit down quickly."

After Ling Yue sat down, Qin Qiushui hurriedly held Ling Yue's hands: "Why is it so cold? Sister Qiushui doesn't have one or two hand stoves around her, so she can only cover you with her hands."

It’s far from winter now. Not to mention ordinary families, even in this inner courtyard of the palace, no one can warm his hands with a hand stove.

Ling Yue shook her head: "No need for a hand stove, isn't it good for us to just hold together to keep warm?"

A warm current surged into Ling Yue's heart. This is Qin Qiushui. He would not deviate from the people around him just because he stood in a high position one day, nor would he give up and bring warmth and kindness to others because he had no conditions around him.

In this case, many girls from noble families will be afraid that they will scold the little maid who comes with them. However, what does this have to do with the maid?

Ling Yue lowered her head and smiled. She was laughing. She was still a little worried before she came, afraid that Sister Qiu Shui would be different from before.

Now it seems that what remains unchanged is Qin Qiushui, she has changed. She has become more cautious than before, and she can't even see herself clearly. She is escaping what she has in the end without even the courage to ask questions.

"What?" Qin Qiushui wrapped the hair on Ling Yue's temples behind her ears: "Are you worried?"

"No." Ling Yue subconsciously denied it, and then she was surprised to see Qin Qiushui staring at her cheeks without looking away for a long time.

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Ling Yue twisted her body uncomfortably.

Qin Qiushui raised his eyebrows: "I just realized that Yue'er's ears are really small."

"Oh, yes, I've been young since I was a child." Ling Yue breathed a sigh of relief, what did she think she was.

"Okay." Qin Qiushui gently patted Ling Yue's shoulders: "If you have any worries, let me tell you. Didn't I say that, you are my little sister."

"Sister Qiu Shui. Your title is just that... word." Ling Yue's voice became lower and lower: "Is it your Majesty who conferred it?"

"Concubine Wu." Qin Qiushui's eyes sank, and some sadness surged in his eyes: "It was the Empress Dowager. In this talent show, Your Majesty has never even been exposed from beginning to end."

Ling Yue was silent, she didn't know what to say to comfort Qin Qiushui. Because, she found that what was caught even more off guard was that she began to know her heart.

After a moment of silence, Ling Yue just squeezed out a smile: "Everything will be fine, it's just a matter of time."

This was not only to comfort Qin Qiushui, but also to Ling Yue for herself.

"I came to the palace in the first year of the golden osmanthus blossoming." Qin Qiushui twisted the petals with his hands: "I hope there will be an end every year."

"Ming, Your Majesty is not a stern person." Ling Yue felt that Qin Qiushui was really too worried: "He can always see your good things."

"By the way", Ling Yue suddenly thought of what her brother said to her just now. Isn't it a good time now?

However, she had to ask Sister Qiu Shui for advice first: "My brother came to the palace with me just now, but he went to the Imperial Garden to find His Majesty."

"Your Majesty?" When Qin Qiushui said these two words, Ling Yue clearly saw a blush on her face.

Ling Yue chuckled, suppressed her curious heart, and asked in a calm tone as calm as possible: "Sister Qiu Shui, to be honest, did you treat Your Majesty before entering the palace?"

Qin Qiushui was not embarrassed and nodded generously: "After the eldest sister married into the Empress Dowager's family, our Qin family also became kinship with the royal family. His Majesty all call me cousin in front of him."

Speaking of this, Qin Qiushui's face was covered with a grim look: "He has someone in his heart, and I can't force it. In fact, I don't know if it's the right choice to bet on His Majesty for a lifetime."

It turned out that Ling Yue only thought that Qin Qiushui sacrificed his ego for the benefit of his family. Although it was admirable, it was too sad to think about it. Now it seems that Qin Qiushui is also thinking about Mingye, which is a blessing in disgrace.

"Even if you are betting, you have to do your best to decide the winner." Ling Yue pulled Qin Qiushui from her seat: "Now, my brother and His Majesty are in the Imperial Garden, let's go and have a look."

"Isn't this good?" Qin Qiushui politely wanted to refuse: "What if His Majesty is talking to the prince about some political affairs, wouldn't it be a bad idea if I went there again?"

Ling Yue tilted her head and thought for a while. Although it was not ruled out what Qin Qiushui said. However, the two of them gathered together, she would rather believe that it would be a political matter: "Then wait for an opportunity to act. No matter how bad you are, you can also look at him from a distance."
Chapter completed!