The familiar faces and familiar scents made His Majesty, who had been traveling through the night, feel a little sleepy.
In the dead of night, the tall, strong man quietly turned over the other side of the blanket and, holding the familiar child, drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, when Qingyin woke up, she fell silent as she looked at the bedding, which was in much the same condition as before.
He stroked his chin. Although everything looked the same as before, he felt that something was different.
But Qingyin couldn't recall the difference for a moment, which made his handsome little face wrinkle up.
Before Qingyin could even open the door, Number Nine angrily pushed it open.
“Little brother, why don’t you tell me that Number Ten has been secretly sleeping in your room every day? If I had known, I would definitely have helped you…”
Qingyin: "???"
Looking at his brother, Number Nine, who seemed to want to beat Number Ten up, he gestured and asked, "Brother, the leader and his men found out that Number Ten came to my room?"
Although Number Nine was angry, he still cared more about Qingyin.
He suppressed his anger and said, "Yes, last night, the leader suddenly came to check if everyone was in each room, and he found number ten..."
Qingyin nodded. It would be normal if a leader with profound martial arts skills came.
Seeing that her younger brother knew the truth, Number Nine was worried that he might go hungry, so she didn't forget to set out a meal.
When Qingyin finished her meal and left the room, she realized she had forgotten something: ambergris! That faint, almost imperceptible fragrance that always lingered on Emperor Chongzhao perfectly matched his aloof yet noble aura.
Twelve years have passed.
The Moon Guard, still aloof but with a few fine lines on his face, still favored Qingyin, but the boys of Class 11 had grown up.
Qingyin stood under a tree in the snow, her slender fingers resting on the pure white snow fox fur, like a beautiful fairy conjured from the snow. Her intense and delicate features on her overly white skin were like the most exquisite painting in the world, captivating anyone who looked at her.
Even the guards in the White Tiger Camp, who were used to Qingyin's enchanting appearance, couldn't help but be captivated.
"Ayu, it's getting cold, wear more clothes." Number Nine, or rather, Chu Jiu, who had grown up to the same size as in childhood, carefully took out a large fox fur coat and draped it over Qingyin's shoulders.
Qingyin turned her head helplessly, her slender fingers twitching slightly: "Brother Jiu, I'm not cold."
Although his body looked like he had been ill for a long time, it was only an appearance; in reality, he was healthier than anyone else.
However, this statement clearly doesn't reassure those who are worried.
Thanks to his genetic advantages, the gentle young man, who was a head taller than Qingyin, had his handsome eyebrows slightly lowered.
I silently told myself: I know, but my heart still aches.
Qingyin turned her head to the side and suddenly realized that the person who used to call her "brother" seemed to have stopped calling her "brother" for a long time.
Perhaps because of his presence, this year's bodyguards all learned a sign language.
Qingyin concealed the emotions in her eyes and looked at the gentle-looking young man. "Brother Jiu, I'm going to start the mission."
We'll have to part ways soon.
Chu Jiu was stunned. "So fast?"
"It's not so fast anymore, we've all grown up." Qingyin turned around, a snowflake lightly brushing across his handsome and delicate features before finally landing on the white snow.
Like a passerby who brushed past Qingyin, I was fortunate enough to know Qingyin for a while, but I will never forget her.
In the utter silence, Chu Jiu finally heard her own trembling voice: "Ayu, I wish you happiness."
May you be happy in everything you encounter and desire throughout your life.
In early spring, Li, the leader of the secret guards who had watched Qingyin grow up, gave Qingyin a silver-patterned cat-face mask.
Perhaps out of some kind of morbid sense of humor, the mask was made to resemble an adorable kitten.
Qingyin held the mask in her fair fingers, looking at the leader with a puzzled expression.
Surprisingly, it resembled that kitten.
A hint of a smile crept into Scarface's eyes. "From now on, you'll stay by the Twelfth Princess's side. This mask will also help you complete your mission."
Qingyin nodded and put on the mask, which was about the same size as his face. It was very light and had a watery feel. The smooth, silvery-white surface was delicately carved with cat whiskers, full of a combination of classical and childlike beauty. It automatically shrank and fit his face without affecting his vision or breathing.
It's clear that this mask was a treasure obtained with great effort.
The cat mask, however, was strangely attractive when paired with the young man, reducing his inherent aloofness and adding a touch of approachability, making him seem more approachable, like a reflection in water or a flower in a mirror.
Li frowned. Why did he feel that Xiaoyu was even more attractive with the mask on?
Unaware of the leader's worries, Qingyin gestured her thanks to the leader and then left.
Spring has arrived, and his mission can finally begin.
In the palace, the twelfth princess, who lorded it over everyone within the palace walls, was a notoriously arrogant princess both inside and outside the palace.
It is said that His Majesty's favor towards her is so great that even though other princesses and princes have reached the age to leave the palace and establish their own residences, this princess, who holds the imperial power, is still kept in the palace by His Majesty, who dotes on her.
Now that the princess has come of age, it is said that the authorities are looking for a suitable husband for her.
During the Chongzhao era, there was no rule prohibiting imperial consorts from holding official positions. Clearly, the position of Qingyan's consort was highly coveted, and everyone wanted a piece of it.
"I heard that His Majesty might choose one of the top scholars from the imperial examinations to be the princess's consort. Brother Xu is a great talent from Qing County, why don't you try to win the princess's favor?" As he spoke, the handsome but thin man who delivered the message couldn't help but let out a lewd and ambiguous laugh.
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