76. Ruyue
Eunuch Li has been in high spirits recently, and has been smiling more often. The palace maids under his care covered their mouths and asked him if he had any good news, and they all joked with him.
Eunuch Li pretended to be angry and glared at them.
"Stop laughing, little hooves! Get back to work!"
Before he could finish his words, his joy could no longer be suppressed. Your Majesty has been in love for many years, and now that he is happy, how can he suppress it?
The palace servants laughed secretly, then turned around and went back to work while playing.
At this time, Eunuch Li also met Wen Yanhe at the corner.
Wen Yanhe was dressed in white, with a faint glow, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat submissive and gloomy.
Eunuch Li bowed and said politely, "Young Master Wen, you've looked downcast lately. What's wrong?"
How could he not know?
It was obvious from before that Young Master Wen's fox eyes were all focused on Madam Yun, and he couldn't even suppress his shame.
Whenever His Majesty saw the two of them leaving court together, he would always feel lost for a moment, and finally let out a sigh.
Now the situation is reversed.
Eunuch Li had seen countless people, so he naturally guessed that he was rejected, and his face wrinkled with joy.
Wen Yanhe pursed his lips and shook his head softly in a hoarse voice, "But with the change of seasons, the abdominal pain is unbearable. After some time... it should be better."
...How can it be good?
Wen Yanhe lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering and shedding tiny dark rays of light.
He pursed his lips again, feeling a dry and sour feeling in his throat.
Eunuch Li offered a few words of hypocritical comfort, "Don't worry, Master Wen. I have a prescription for your recovery. If you don't feel better soon, just come find me."
Wen Yanhe nodded, and the two of them exchanged a few polite words before leaving.
He walked slowly to the door of the imperial study, and before he stopped to report, he suddenly saw Yun Zhihe's figure in his peripheral vision and his body froze.
In recent days, Yun Zhihe can always be seen in the imperial study. The two of them never speak a word to each other, but only nod slightly when looking at each other, and are extremely distant.
It was like there was a transparent barrier between them that no one dared to break.
Wen Yanhe lowered his head, his hair covering his dark eyebrows and eyes. He paused, then spoke softly.
"Madam Yun seems to be very busy these days. I'm afraid she's going to be promoted again."
These words were just like the usual teasing, with a deliberate smile hidden in them.
Wen Yanhe concealed his gloom and suddenly laughed, his smile was gentle and bright.
Yun Zhihe paused, knowing that he was deliberately talking to ease the gap, and responded with a chuckle.
"Not as good as Master Wen, the current first male official is very famous."
At this point, the barrier between the two of them completely disappeared.
Before they could chat for a few more words, a notice came from the hall, ordering Wen Yanhe to put down the documents and leave, and calling Yun Zhihe in.
Yun Zhihe nodded to him and stepped in.
Wen Yanhe looked at her back, his fingertips curled up, his eyes closed, and he seemed to sneer at himself. The smile and leisure on his face were no longer there.
“Hmm—”
He walked out of the hall, and before he had taken two steps, he suddenly bumped into someone at the corner of the gate.
Wen Yanhe closed his eyes reflexively. He had just been distracted by frustration, and now his body was hurt by the collision. He could only groan, and before he could apologize, he suddenly heard a voice.
"Don't you have eyes when you walk?!"
have to.
Wen Yanhe, whose temper was never good, sneered in his heart. He was originally in pain, but now someone was about to run into the muzzle of a gun. This collision was both of their faults. Which good person stood in the corner and deliberately blocked the road? No wonder he spoke rudely.
He opened his eyes and was about to speak, but the words were suddenly swallowed back at his lips, his expression stunned.
The second prince rubbed his bumped shoulder and looked at Wen Yanhe with an unhappy expression.
Wen Yanhe pursed her lips, and when she saw it was him, she turned off the engine, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked away without looking at him again.
"Well, I don't have eyes."
Qin Zhi suddenly stopped. He had thought that there would be a verbal argument, but when he saw Wen Yanhe, who had always been strong-willed and unwilling to show weakness, admit his mistake so calmly and leave, he was stunned.
"Hello--!"
He pursed his lips, turned to look at Wen Yanhe's back, and called out.
"……What’s wrong with you?"
Wen Yanhe paused for a long moment before turning around, his eyes reddened. "The Second Prince has been incredibly reckless lately, taking on the pleasure boat and lighting lanterns at night. I just delivered a memorial to Your Majesty impugning you. Instead of worrying about me, you should focus more on yourself."
Qin Zhi's face suddenly turned dark.
He snorted coldly, turned his head, frowned, and muttered a curse, "Your kindness is taken for granted!"
Wen Yanhe lowered his eyes.
He had already lost the competition and no longer had the qualifications to compete with him.
Everyone in the capital knew that the Second Prince, who had been well-behaved for a while, had suddenly become extravagant again, even more so than before. He had contracted a pleasure boat and went inside to watch the young ladies dancing, while he sat alone on a chair, drinking indifferently.
The last one got drunk and slept all night on the table with a flushed face. The young man and the old procuress looked at each other in fear as they watched the second prince get drunk. They had no choice but to continue dancing.
This incident gave him the reputation of being a homosexual, which angered the ministers so much that the language they used in their memorials became more and more intense. He almost couldn't recite it in one breath and fainted during the morning court session.
They also lit many lights at night and stood on the Mingyue Tower. The moonlight and candlelight were bright and burned for half the night. It was extremely beautiful, but it almost caused a fire.
At this point, the number of memorials increased day by day.
Qin Zhi also lowered his eyes.
He went to the painted boat because he heard that women liked to go there, so he invited Yun Zhihe to go with him, but she refused. He was stubborn, so he said that if she didn't go, he would wait until he passed out from drunkenness.
That time at Mingyue Tower, he squatted in her shadow as she was leaving the court, and dragged her into the building. Before they reached the building, he saw Eunuch Li rushing over and saying that there was a discussion about state affairs.
Only the second prince was left alone to watch the lanterns.
It's very lonely.
Even now it is the same. Yun Zhihe has been spending a lot of time in the palace recently, so he needs to follow her all the time to have time to invite her.
At this moment, she suddenly became jealous of Wen Yanhe.
Serving as an official with her, I see her every day.
One look brings joy.
Wen Yanhe left after saying that, closing his eyes with a bitter feeling in his heart.
How could he not be jealous of the Second Prince? Such a stubborn and bold love, so passionate and fierce, how could he not be happy? He was even more jealous that he could now pursue her openly, unlike him, who had already been ruled out.
The two of them parted with sorrow in their hearts.
Inside the Imperial Study
Xuanyuan Ying rushed forward and hugged Yun Zhihe as soon as he reached the door, his body temperature was burning.
He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and rubbed Madam Xiaoyun's hair.
After a long time, he said something in a muffled voice.
"I just saw you at the door..."
She pursed her lips and stopped talking.
He saw Yun Zhihe smiling at Wen Yanhe, and the two seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.
Xuanyuan Ying wanted to tell her not to smile at others.
But he swallowed his jealous words, sighed lightly, and said no more.
Yun Zhihe reached out and gently stroked his back.
What else?
...and the second prince.
He could see that the Second Prince's trick was a ploy to pursue others, so he hurriedly sent someone to stop the two of them and bring them back when they went to Mingyue Tower.
The young man has a soft waist, passionate fox eyes, and shy love.
And there is his disappointing adopted son, who is passionate and young, willful and unruly, but also well-behaved and loving.
And what could he have to keep her?
A stunning appearance that is gradually aging, a second marriage, and a love that is gradually filled with indelible jealousy.
Xuanyuan Ying lowered his eyelashes, and the shadow cast by them covered the darkness and desolation in his eyes. He was speechless for a moment, and his chest felt sore.
"Jinniang, you are truly welcome."
Yun Zhihe paused.
She could see that the Second Prince seemed to have special feelings for her, so she chose to decline the appointment on the pleasure boat, being restrained and polite. As for the matter at Mingyue Tower, she was dragged away as soon as the court was held, and the Second Prince did not give her a chance to explain. Before she could figure out how to decline, Eunuch Li hurriedly caught up with her.
Yun Zhihe also knew that what he said was a hint to Qin Zhi and Wen Yanhe.
She paused, "Your Majesty, don't think too much."
Xuanyuan Ying suddenly stopped, and the hand holding her tightened suddenly, with a hint of panic in his chest.
Her words were clearly distant and restrained, and the gentle comfort made Xuanyuan Ying feel stuffy in his chest.
It was just to prevent him from thinking too much, but he didn't refute it at all.
It's like... it's clearly a private relationship between the two.
Xuanyuan Ying was stunned.
She clearly distinguished the relationship between the two: she was a loyal subject and the emperor's private lover, but not...Xuanyuan Ying's lover.
She seemed not to like him very much.
She still continues to be Lady Xiaoyun, admired by the world.
Then would she marry a husband and have daughters outside, be his concubine in private, and be someone else's wife outside?
By the way, she is in the prime of her life, aloof and unparalleled, and is loved by countless men. What if someone catches her eye?
What if she refused to be his "favorite" under his tyranny?
If so, what if she has someone she likes?
If so, what if she doesn’t want Xuanyuan to agree?
Xuanyuan Ying's throat was dry and he spoke almost instantly.
"Then you said you loved me."
Yun Zhihe was stunned by his inexplicable words. She chuckled and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, don't think too much. I have no intention of hurting anyone else."
Xuanyuan Ying let go of her, lowered his head, and gently pinched her chin with his fingertips. His breathing was lingering, but his eyes looked at her pleadingly.
"Say, love me."
Yun Zhihe's eyes flickered. She could see that Xuanyuan Ying's deep and cold facial features were particularly beautiful with his messy hair.
Looking closely, it seems that she has added some makeup, with a slight red tint at the end of her eyes and thin lips with a soft touch.
This makeup makes him look like a shy man.
But Xuanyuan Ying's eyes were deep at this time, staring at her, with a hint of pleading unwillingness and fear in his eyes, and he just looked at her infatuatedly with his brows furrowed.
"Jinniang..."
His voice was hoarse and trembling, his throat gradually became dry, and he became more and more trembling with fear.
"...Please, tell me you love me."
Yun Zhihe murmured softly, "I..."
In the end, he still lowered his eyes and said nothing. There was a great silence, and for an instant, the atmosphere was frozen.
He had taken advantage of her drunkenness to enter her house and used the imperial power to oppress loyal ministers. How could he then be so lowly as to beg for her love?
But Xuanyuan Ying hugged her again suddenly, and his voice became louder uncontrollably.
"Why don't you say you love me?"
"You are always like this. I don't know if you are... cold-hearted, or..." Xuanyuan Ying's voice was a little choked, and his voice was almost hoarse and squeezed out.
"—Cold-hearted."
The moment he finished speaking, Yun Zhihe suddenly spoke. His voice was calm, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a trembling hoarseness in it.
"And your Majesty?"
Xuanyuan Ying's eyes were red and he looked up at her.
She pursed her lips, reached out and gently removed the fingers that were hugging him, "Your Majesty is probably even more cold-hearted, originally..."
Yun Zhihe lowered his eyes and chuckled as if in disappointment, then raised his eyes again, "It was just a stand-in play, Your Majesty... don't get too emotional."
"This way, I won't be able to tell whether you like me or... Mother."
"You're pretending so well, why do you have to say these things to disturb my peace?"
"...I am not heartless."
She lowered her eyes, then reached out and gently hugged Xuanyuan Ying.
"...Your Majesty, please stop talking about that."
The figure in the portrait vaguely showed a stunning beauty, and the word "moon" written over and over next to it made Yun Zhihe stare at it for a long time.
She was born with the exact same appearance as her mother, pure and innocent, with unparalleled grace and elegance.
Yun Qianli was such a lady when she was young, the dream lover of countless men. At that time, a young man from a noble family boldly expressed his love in a poem called "Ru Yue Fu", which became widely circulated.
As for why "like the moon".
That is Yun Qianli, whose courtesy name was Yue. He was a loyal minister but died young.
Yun Zhihe looked at Xuanyuan Ying's stunned eyes with a smile and spoke.
"Your Majesty...I carved a jade hairpin for you, it should complement you."
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