"Thank you."
"You are too polite, young lady. If there is nothing else, I will withdraw first." The little maid looked up at her for the first time, and smiled lightly, revealing two pointed fangs. "It's dark in the room, so I will leave this lamp to you, young lady."
After he said that, he placed the oil lamp on his wrist on the table inside the room, then walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.
After a "creak", the room suddenly became quiet.
This kind of silence was different from before. Not even the sound of wind could be heard.
Xiao Nan stood there for a while, then picked up the oil lamp on the table and shone it around.
This is a simple room with an inner and outer dressing room. The outer room is a small flower hall, and the inner room has a bed surrounded by thick curtains. It looks like no one has touched it for a long time.
The room was indeed very plain in terms of furnishings, but the soundproofing seemed a bit too good. Could the nurse, living in a room like this, really hear everything going on in the outer courtyard?
She was a little confused, then remembered something and went straight to the window. She hadn't seen it clearly when she was outside, but now she realized that the carved window lattices in this room were particularly delicate.
She subconsciously reached out and touched it, then suddenly stopped.
Beneath the fingers was a smooth, cold, hard, and solid touch.
This is a fake window painted on the wall.
Undeterred, she quickly walked to another window. It was the same meticulously painted, the same fake window.
After checking around the four walls, a layer of sweat had already appeared on Xiao Nanhui's forehead.
This was a room without windows. The only connection to the outside world was the door she had entered through.
But when she tried to pull the door, she found that it had been locked from the outside.
Xiao Nanhui took a few steps back and sat down on the cushioned porcelain stool facing the door.
This whole ordeal had left her feeling strangely exhausted. In the past, if she had found herself locked in a room, she would have kicked the door.
But this was the palace, and breaking out was too extreme, and she was here today on behalf of the Xiao family. The little maid who brought her here was obviously not that simple, but she had no idea what the other party was up to.
During this moment of hesitation, the dizziness became even worse.
Maybe it was because the room had no windows and was airtight, but she felt dry mouth and difficulty breathing. The floral fragrance she had smelled outside the door just now seemed to have followed her into the room and was now drilling deep into her nasal cavity.
Xiao Nanhui searched the room and his gaze fell on the small sandalwood table next to him.
There was a wine jug and two porcelain cups on the table. There was a layer of mist on the belly of the porcelain wine jug, as if it was filled with cold sweet wine that had been chilled in the summer.
Xiao Nanhui swallowed almost subconsciously, then walked forward and picked up the wine jug.
The pot was heavy and still slightly cool.
She eagerly poured out a cup and was about to put it into her mouth.
Bang bang bang.
There was a rapid knock on the door.
Xiao Nanhui put the cup in his hand to his lips.
Bang bang bang.
The knocking on the door continued and the person outside seemed extremely anxious.
Perhaps it was the hurried voice that interrupted her inexplicable desire. Xiao Nanhui put down the cup, struggled to get up and walked towards the door.
"who......"
When she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice had become hoarse and out of tune, like that of an eighty-year-old woman.
She was a little flustered and tried to speak again, but she couldn't say anything.
The next moment, the door in front of him was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the cool evening breeze rushed into the room. Xiao Nanhui took a deep breath like a fish that finally got out of water.
In the darkness of the night, a figure came towards her in the evening breeze, instantly occupying her vision.
A familiar smell surrounded her. Xiao Nanhui looked up in a daze and met that familiar face.
"His Majesty?"
Her voice, though a little hoarse, began to return.
Su Wei didn't say anything, just looked at her without blinking.
His hair was a little messy and his breathing was faster than usual, but his voice remained unchanged, speaking quickly and briefly to the point.
"Did you drink?"
"What?"
Xiao Nanhui was unable to react for a moment, and the person in front of her simply walked past her towards the table.
Her slender fingers brushed the rim of the cup and the spout of the wine jug, and she pinched two fingers and twisted them, but there was no trace of water.
She didn't drink.
The emperor's expression relaxed in an instant, and his demeanor returned to his usual calm and composed self.
His eyes swept over every object in the room, finally landing on the oil lamp.
"Where is the person who gave you the light?"
"He's already left." Xiao Nanhui's expression became even more confused. "Why is His Majesty here...?"
The emperor did not answer, but raised his hand to pick up the lampshade that was already burning hot, and blew out the oil lamp with a light breath.
Without the only light, the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.
She became a little flustered again.
This panic was different from the previous one. She couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was. It seemed to be a premonition mixed with uneasiness.
It was her heart that had some premonition of what was about to happen.
In the darkness, she felt him approaching. A cool breath lingered on her forehead, gently ruffling the strands of hair. Something soft brushed against her forehead, and then she fell into a compressive embrace.
Boom, boom, boom.
That was her heartbeat, and also his heartbeat.
It turns out that people can be so close to each other that even their heartbeats mix together and gradually become one frequency.
She had never been hugged so tightly in someone's arms before. The distance between them was so close that not even a piece of thin paper could be inserted, not even a wisp of wind could get in.
His outer garment still carried the coolness of early spring, but beneath it, a lingering heat emanated from his body. That heat penetrated her plain clothes, then her body, spreading deeper into her...
"Fortunately, everything is fine now."
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