Although palace affairs are private, they are not set in stone.
The news that the emperor had appointed a palace maid as a concubine soon spread.
However, now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, no one would seek trouble with the emperor because of such a small matter.
It's just another romantic affair involving the emperor.
Sang Liwan was sitting in Prince An's mansion, listening to the secret guards reporting the palace's developments to Jun Moyi, and naturally did not miss this romantic incident.
She raised her eyebrows slightly.
If she remembered correctly, the emperor should be in his forties this year, and the little palace maid should be no more than a teenager.
this……
hiss……
The corners of Sang Liwan's mouth twitched slightly.
It turns out that no matter what age men are, they like young women.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Jun Moyi's mouth twitching.
This made the secret guard standing below reporting feel nervous, fearing that there was something wrong with his report.
As he spoke, he reviewed what he had just said in his mind. It seemed that there should be no problem... right?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly glance at Yan Hui who was standing behind Jun Moyi, trying to get him to give him some hints.
Yan Hui looked like an old monk in meditation, and seemed to have not noticed anything unusual. The secret guard then breathed a sigh of relief and continued to report the situation in the palace to Jun Moyi wholeheartedly.
After he finished speaking, Jun Moyi did not speak again, but instead glanced at Sang Liwan sideways.
Sang Liwan felt strange when he looked at her.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"It seems that our princess has a lot to say."
indeed.
Ever since the secret guard started telling the story of the emperor's romantic affairs, Sang Liwan had been complaining in her heart, but she didn't say a word.
He didn't even move his body.
So, how did Jun Moyi know that she had a lot to say?
She doesn't believe in such things as telepathy.
So, Sang Liwan looked at Jun Moyi with suspicion and asked silently.
There was no trace of guilt on Jun Moyi's face. He just chuckled and said, "Your thoughts are all written on your face."
Sang Liwan didn't quite believe this, but she didn't say it out loud.
She looked at the secret guard in front of her and snorted, "Father is still strong despite his age. Not satisfied with just appointing Concubine Xia, he's already set his sights on someone new."
It was indeed a bit disrespectful to say this, but Jun Moyi doted on her, and no one in the mansion would spread the master's words outside, so no one said anything.
Even the expression on the secret guard's face did not change.
Jun Moyi's face was full of doting.
"How can we, as his children, interfere in the affairs of our father?"
Although Jun Moyi said this, his tone was full of sarcasm. It was obvious that he was not surprised at the emperor's behavior of having such an old house on fire.
However, Sang Liwan sensed something unusual in his light words.
Thinking of this, she looked at Jun Moyi suspiciously, with a hint of inquiry and scrutiny in her eyes.
Jun Moyi didn't think that what he did could be hidden from Sang Liwan, so he just chuckled, took out a folding fan that appeared from nowhere, opened it and stroked the fan.
"What did Wanwan think of?"
Sang Liwan didn't answer his question, but asked instead, "Why did you suddenly grab a folding fan?"
"What are you talking about?" Jun Moyi raised his hand, and the folding fan flipped around his fingertips as if it had wings, and then returned firmly to his palm.
"I saw Gu Huaizhi always holding a folding fan all day long, and I thought it was interesting, so I tried it on a whim, and it really is quite interesting."
Sang Liwan didn't understand what Jun Moyi meant, so she snatched the folding fan from his hand, opened and closed it several times, and then fanned it in front of her chest.
She felt that holding this thing in the middle of winter seemed to have no other meaning than showing off.
So, after playing with it for just two seconds, he gave the folding fan in his hand to Jun Moyi.
She glanced at Jun Moyi's empty palm, feeling a little curious.
"Where are your Buddhist beads?"
Sang Liwan was very curious because he didn't see the Buddhist beads that Jun Moyi never took off in his hand today.
She grabbed his hand and looked at it up and down.
"You really didn't bring it? Did you forget?"
Jun Moyi was left at a loss whether to laugh or cry by her sudden action.
He suddenly exerted strength on his hands, and then used his five fingers to grasp Sang Liwan's wrist, "Don't look for it, I don't have it with me."
"No?"
Sang Liwan widened her eyes slightly, obviously surprised by his words.
Ever since she came here and met Jun Moyi, almost every time she saw him, he would wear that string of Buddhist beads, even putting it next to his pillow when he slept.
The farthest distance was probably when I was bathing because I was afraid the Buddhist beads would get wet, so I placed them farther away.
Other than that, I almost never put it down.
Sang Liwan had even become accustomed to hearing the sound of the beads gently colliding with each other when Jun Moyi appeared.
But now, it's gone.
Sang Liwan looked suspicious, thinking that Jun Moyi must be hiding something from her.
Jun Moyi was a little amused by her suspicious look. He sighed helplessly: "What are you looking at?"
Sang Liwan blinked, a little curious, "Did you lose it?"
"No." Jun Moyi shook his head.
"Then why don't you bring it with you?"
"There's no need to bring it." Jun Moyi's brows became a little bleak.
The purpose of that string of Buddhist beads for him was probably to remind him to be patient at all times and to hide the murderous intent in his heart.
But now, it seems that there is no need for that. He has endured it for too long.
It is because he has been patient for too long that those people all think he is a soft persimmon.
Even those who are not human dare to come up and kick.
If the poison in his body is really incurable, then he must leave Sang Liwan a safe and quiet place within the limited time so that she can spend the rest of her life in peace and stability without any ignorant people disturbing her.
So, he didn't have much time to wait any longer.
"Why?" Sang Liwan was not the kind of person who would get to the bottom of things, but Jun Moyi at this moment really made her feel abnormal.
She even felt a little panic in her heart, as if Jun Moyi was doing something serious behind her back.
Sang Liwan narrowed her eyes and said nothing.
However, after she left Jun Moyi, she went to Gu Huaizhi's yard.
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