See clearly

The sound was crisp and pleasant, and Qu Linghan looked in the direction of the sound.

A girl with an ornate hairpin and exquisite makeup ran towards Bai Hui with a smile, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

"Brother Zhaoming, it's been so long! I missed you so much!!!"

Liu Chuyu has big, bright eyes.

Standing before Bai Hui, every gesture and word spoke of longing.

Even Qu Linghan would have to say something after seeing this:

Wow, so cute!

But Bai Hui remained expressionless.

"Hmm. When did you get back?"

......

It was as if he were asking someone he didn't know well.

"I came to see you today as soon as I returned to the capital. How was it? Brother Zhaoming, are you satisfied?"

…

“Princess, you need not worry about me.”

The smile on Liu Chuyu's face vanished instantly, and the dimples in her eyes seemed to have never existed.

“Brother Zhaoming, you know perfectly well that I…”

Qu Linghan was still eating melon seeds with her head down.

Um…

Princess, why aren't you saying anything?

Why is everyone looking at me?

A smile appeared on Bai Hui's face, and Liu Chuyu immediately stomped her foot.

"Brother Zhaoming, is it because of her? You've only been married for a month, and you've already developed feelings for her?"

"Us! Never mind, I won't say anymore, but one day!!!"

One day you will understand.

We are a match made in heaven!

"By the way, Brother Zhaoming, tomorrow..."

Liu Chuyu hadn't finished speaking yet.

Bai Hui's face was as cold as ice, as if the unfillable chasm in his heart had been touched.

"I am aware of this."

"Dusk is falling, and the palace gates will soon be locked. It would be inappropriate for the princess and I to be together."

As Bai Hui spoke, he looked at Qin Hang.

"Escort the princess."

"Your subordinate obeys."

Bai Hui didn't seem to be in good condition, and Liu Chuyu didn't say anything more.

“Brother Zhaoming, then let’s meet tomorrow.”

"I will be waiting for you in the palace tomorrow."

Bai Hui remained silent until Liu Chuyu and Qin Hang disappeared from his and Qu Linghan's sight.

"Let's go back inside."

…

"Let's go back inside..."

Then I... lost consciousness.

"Is that all? Did His Majesty say anything else?"

No.

Qu Linghan was already used to chatting with Bai Hui in a casual, informal way.

The lights inside were dim, and Qu Linghan couldn't see Bai Hui's face clearly.

But she knew in her heart that Bai Hui's face must be ashen at this moment.

The bluish tinge on his face today was already proof to Qu Linghan of his travel-worn appearance.

Although Bai Hui made a contribution.

However, His Majesty does not wish for Bai Hui to achieve merit.

Or rather, he didn't want Bai Hui to make too many contributions.

All he needed to do was take good care of the crown prince and kill all the enemies.

As for eradicating corrupt officials and making a name for themselves in history.

He has other options.

Qu Linghan really wanted to hug Bai Hui at that moment.

It is not easy to be the sword of a king.

"Never mind, I shouldn't have said so much to you."

He longed for someone to understand him.

He was also afraid that no one would truly understand him.

The moonlight was hazy. Bai Hui turned over, her back to Qu Linghan.

Qu Linghan lay in bed, but also kept an eye on Bai Hui below.

Qu Linghan admitted that her actions were not conscious.

She lightly jumped off the bed and stepped over the obstacle between them.

He jogged over to Bai Hui's side.

"Hey, Bai Hui..."

"You... are not right."

"It's fine."

"Just chatting."

"Um."

…

After a struggle.

Qu Linghan lay beside Bai Hui, the moonlight shining on them, and the wind blowing gently, like lifting a layer of gauze.

“You know, we’re all in the same boat now. Is there anything you can’t tell me?”

"A grasshopper on the same rope? I never admitted that."

"I don't care, you have to admit it."

Are you trying to force me to give in?

"Hmm! So you're giving in?"

"Just this once."

"good!"

"I want to hear..."

"This won't work."

"That…"

"Can."

One night passed.

Qu Linghan stretched and, as if possessed, touched the side beside her.

It feels empty.

"Not here again."

Drills? Exercises? Kung Fu training? Entering the palace?

Just as Qu Linghan was making wild guesses.

"woke up?"

Bai Hui leaned against the door, his body turned to the side.

"A question you already know the answer to."

"It's good that you're awake. Come and have breakfast. You'll come with me to the palace in a little while."

OK?

"What?"

Bai Hui frowned slightly.

"It means I understand!"

"good."

After having breakfast, Qu Linghan put on the clothes that Bai Hui had prepared in advance.

Looking at the tassels under the hem of her clothes.

Qu Linghan's eyebrows curved into a smile.

"This style is nice. Is it currently fashionable in Beijing?"

"That's probably it. When I got home yesterday, I saw a lot of girls gathered around, so I just bought some."

Bai Hui is always like this; he's not very good at expressing himself.

"Is it easy to use? It's really easy."

"Well, it's getting late. Let's go."

"Uh-huh."

…

The two arrived quite late.

Furthermore, the banquet was originally held for Baihui.

As soon as the two arrived at the palace, the ministers immediately surrounded them.

Bustling and chattering.

"Brother Zhaoming, I've heard that you..."

"Brother Zhaoming, about my son's matter..."

Qu Linghan genuinely admired Bai Hui's patience.

She ran out of the crowd, intending to walk along the palace path to see the plum blossoms she hadn't been able to see before.

"Don't forget to come find me in front of the main hall when the time comes."

"Okay!"

I really don't know when Bai Hui became so concerned about things.

But that's good too, because she won't need to remember too many things.

Simple and easy, that's good!

As he was thinking, Qu Linghan arrived at the plum blossom.

"Hey! Qu Linghan..."

Before even realizing who it was, Qu Linghan rolled her eyes.

"Here we go again..."

Qu Linghan slowly turned her body toward the source of the sound.

"I did not pick the palace flowers."

"What do you mean by picking or not picking palace flowers?"

As he spoke, Liu Ziju plucked a plum blossom branch.

"If you want it, you can have it."

Qu Linghan casually accepted the plum blossoms that Liu Ziju handed over.

"Thank you, but I don't need it."

"Then what you just did..."

Listen to me…

Qu Linghan told Liu Ziju about what Pei Ying had said about her damaging the palace flowers.

Liu Ziju sighed after hearing this.

"Why is he meddling in other people's business?"

Qu Linghan nodded in agreement.

I think so too.

Liu Ziju's last syllable rose in pitch.

"No wonder he's Pei Wuyang's lackey."

This time, Qu Linghan was stunned.

"Lackey? Pei Wuyang?"

Wasn't Pei Wuyang a spirited and invincible general?

“Exactly. Where do you think Pei Wuyang got his rank of colonel? It was all thanks to currying favor with my mother.”

"is that so?"

History? Is that how it is?

"Of course, would I lie to you?"

Qu Linghan lowered his head and chuckled softly.

"why are you laughing?"

"Laugh at this world, laugh at the hierarchy, laugh at the filth hidden beneath the stage."

Liu Ziju looked down at Qu Linghan, who was deep in thought.

For no reason at all…

Liu Ziju had not yet realized the meaning behind Qu Linghan's words.

She looked at him with a slightly regretful expression.

"Don't worry, son, now that I'm here, I'll do my best to change the fate of you two brothers."

Liu Ziju was completely bewildered; what was going on now?

However, we adhere to the principle of not letting any of our words be put into practice.

"OK."

…

"Your Highness, did you hear anything?"

Liu Ziju looked into the distance.

"They're having a graduation banquet over there."

"A graduation banquet? What's it for?"

Qu Linghan followed Liu Ziju's footsteps, asking questions as they walked.

"Writing poetry."

After walking about several hundred steps, the morning light spilled over the palace walls, and the copper bells on the eaves rang out with a clear sound.

A long, unfrozen river stretched out before it, and people sat upright in front of it, each with a gleaming silver wine glass in front of them.

It evokes the imagery of a winding stream where wine cups float on a watercourse.

"That...that one, is it Princess Hua Yao?"

Qu Linghan's voice was very soft.

"It is indeed Sister Chu Yu."

Do you know who her mother is?

Liu Ziju blurted it out.

"She and her third brother were both born to Consort Chun."

Consort Chun? The Third Prince? Qu Linghan nodded, making a thinking gesture.

"Sister Linghan, what are you doing?"

Qu Linghan looked up, only to be met with a gaze that was not gentle.

It is Princess Hua Yao.

Oh no, what's going on here?

"Walk."

Just as Qu Linghan was about to turn and leave, Princess Hua Yao called him back.

"stop!"

Qu Linghan slowly turned his head.

"What brings you here, Princess?"

"Yeah, Sister Chu Yu, why are you calling Sister Ling Han?"

Liu Chuyu's fierce gaze immediately turned to Liu Ziju.

"You two know each other? Ha, you've only known her for a short time, and you're already calling her 'sister'?"

Liu Chuyu was no longer as adorable as she was when she met Bai Hui yesterday.

If yesterday's Liu Chuyu was a little rabbit.

Today, Liu Chuyu is an eagle.

An eagle, its eyes already fixed on its prey.

"Oh, Your Highness, what are you doing?"

It was a voice that was gentle yet slightly flippant.

"Sister, it's her! She stole it..."

Qu Linghan never expected that Lu Shuyu was actually Liu Chuyu's older sister.

"What did they steal? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"What you did today was far too inappropriate."

Lu Shuyu put on a serious expression.

She looks exactly like a typical noblewoman from ancient times.

Qu Linghan once thought, "It's just that this kind of noblewoman..."

It is the most capable of breaking the shackles of feudalism.

After a while, Liu Chuyu said something in an annoyed tone.

"You wait!"

He then walked away angrily.

Lu Shuyu apologized to Qu Linghan.

"I'm sorry, Ling Han, my cousin is just too spoiled."

Qu Linghan expressed her understanding.

Then he pulled Liu Ziju up and was about to leave.

Liu Ziju remained unmoved, while Qu Linghan moved closer to look at him.

Only then did I realize that his eyes were practically glued to the screen.

"Let's go, what are you doing? Can't you do it?"

"That girl from the Ke Lu family, how come I've never seen her before?"

"She's a girl from the Lu family, but I don't know why you haven't seen her before."

You are an indigenous person.

"Sister Linghan, would you be willing to wander around the palace alone?"

Liu Ziju's eyes were shining so brightly they seemed to be emitting rays.

"Of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ziju gripped Qu Linghan's hands tightly.

"Then, we'll meet again another day."

"OK."

…

Before they knew it, the sun, which had risen to mid-sky, bathed the entire palace in its radiance.

Amidst the glittering gold, Qu Linghan fiddled with pebbles in front of the main hall, which Bai Hui had instructed him to attend to.

"Why hasn't the banquet started yet...?"

Qu Linghan's stomach had already started rumbling.

well.

"ah!"

Qu Linghan, sitting on the stone steps, didn't react.

I am already in the shadows.

Look up.

"Bai Hui, you're out! I'm so hungry..."

Bai Hui's face looked haggard, and Hu Qing seemed even more exhausted than yesterday, her slender eyes filled with weariness.

His sharp jawline makes him look...

Somewhat like... a yandere.

A fragile, yandere man.

Qu Linghan stood up and faced Bai Hui.

Bai Hui suddenly moved closer and rested her chin on Qu Linghan's shoulder.

"Ling Han, I'm so tired."

His voice was very soft, lacking any of his usual assertiveness.

Qu Linghan gently patted Bai Hui's back.

"It's okay, it's okay. It will all pass."

Qu Linghan had a rough idea of ​​what had happened.

It's simply that the Emperor is unwilling to grant Bai Hui any credit.

But they insisted on making him the one to stand out.

Bai Hui was a sentimental person, and he probably didn't expect this.

In the eyes of the king, I am not even as important as a fleeting cloud.

He was unwilling to admit it,

He was merely a sword of the king.

But today,

The golden light of the palace, sharper than a sword, pierced his heart.

"Let's go back."

"good."

In an unknown corner, a sharp eye follows closely...