Story of the Forbidden Palace - C113

I didn’t say a word. Qing Yu laughed at himself and said, “So it was like that. I knew you thought so. I was just infatuated with it. ”

Qing Yu, Qing Yu, do you know how much I want to hug you!

Do you know how much I want to be with you? Putting aside everything else in the palace, even going to a desolate place would be fine. As long as you are by my side, I only want a simple life.

Her eyes were slightly red, as if she would burst into tears at any moment. I still had a gentle and elegant expression on as I comforted Qing Yu, “Whether Chu Yin is suitable to be your wife or not, it would be a waste to jump to conclusions now.” “If I had arranged for you to see her, you would have known at a glance.”

How could I not know? My words were like stabbing a knife into Qing Yu’s heart. His lips twitched a few times, but in the end, he did not say anything.

“Imperial Noble Consort’s death is inextricably linked to me. No matter what the reason is, I have an irrefutable reason. I know you’ll blame me, hate me. It won’t hurt if you want my life, but I don’t want this to become a gap between you and me, and also a gap between other people’s Madame Shan and Madame He. ”

I called Mei Duo and gave Qing Yu a bowl of silver ear soup. Laughing, I said, “Cousin, it is very common. “It’s also very nourishing. After all, it’s extremely beneficial to your body.”

“This humble subject has already understood the words of a kind concubine.” Qing Yu got up and kneeled on the ground, kowtowing to me heavily. The series of actions was done swiftly and without the slightest intention of delaying.

He called me cousin, Wanqing, as the last one he called was the good concubine. I knew it was my heartlessness that slowly erased his feelings. He must have hated me.

Since that’s the case, I could only continue to act as a benevolent and noble concubine, putting on my arrogant airs. Judging the situation, forming a marriage alliance with the Chu Family would be beneficial to the Madame Shan. “When I choose my lucky day, I’ll ask the emperor to help you get married!”

He used the light blue Silk Handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth and laughed: “Since cousin is back, I will properly prepare my heart to marry the Chu Clan.”

“Yes, this humble official will take his leave.” Qing Yu spoke with a formal tone, his words no longer having the slightest trace of affection. Just as he was about to leave the main hall, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

After hesitating for a while, he finally asked, “How is Qingwu?”

“Death.” I do not know why I replied, saying that the mist was to be put to death. Perhaps I hope Qing Yu understands that I am a ruthless character, so no matter what, do not have any feelings for me.

Indeed, Qing Yu’s body trembled slightly. With a sigh, he left in a cloud of dust.

I hated myself as I looked at Qing Yu’s resolute back as he left. I really don’t know why things turned out like this. I promised Wanyue that I would take good care of Brother Qingyu, but now, I have injured him time and time again.

He sprinkled a handful of salt on his battered heart. And I also knew that Qing Yu would never come back after he left. What belongs to us is only the memories of our childhood that are sealed away in our memories.

There was happiness, sadness, and even blood.

For the entire afternoon, Ning Xiang and I had been embroidering while laughing. And that kind of joy was just the right thing to cover up my grief.