Chapter 1613: Unimportant Matters
"What's wrong?"
Yun Qingyue noticed the maid looking at her and asked in a low voice.
The maidservant who was being questioned lowered her head instantly. "I know I was wrong. I just felt that Your Majesty was a little different today than in the past, so I looked at him a few more times. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
Yun Qingyue frowned slightly.
Seeing this person like this, for some reason, she subconsciously felt disgusted and even wanted to punish her in the name of her sister.
But when I think about the fact that this is someone close to my sister, what if something really happens to her and my sister doesn't forgive her...
never mind.
Yun Qingyue glanced at her coldly, then looked away.
However, after feeling Yun Qingyue's extremely strong pressure, the maid slowly raised her head and frowned.
Something is wrong.
Although His Majesty looks cold, he never releases pressure on them unconsciously, especially such a powerful pressure, which can easily hurt them.
Your Majesty would never do such a thing...
The maid's mind suddenly rang with the words of His Majesty.
"Ah Ling, if one day you saw someone with the same face as me, would you be surprised? What would you think of her identity?"
She had forgotten how she answered this question at that time, but she was deeply impressed by it.
Because Your Majesty is a god, the spirit of heaven and earth, and your appearance is unmatched by any other god or man.
There is no one in this world who can compare to him, let alone look exactly like him.
But now thinking about it, His Majesty seemed to have understood something at that time, or something had happened.
A Ling thought about it and found the person in front of him more and more incredible.
Could it be that... this person is not His Majesty at all?
"A Ling? What are you doing? Why don't you follow me?"
Yun Qingyue's voice sounded, and even the tone was exactly the same as Yun Guiyue's.
Arling, who was originally still in doubt, suddenly felt that he was overthinking it.
After all, this is His Majesty. Who else in the world can be born exactly like His Majesty?
Even though the appearance can be imitated, the strength cannot be imitated. No one except Your Majesty can release the extremely strong sense of oppression just now.
Maybe I'm thinking too much. I'd better not doubt it easily, but observe it carefully first.
Yun Qingyue noticed the other person's mood change and the corners of her lips curled up silently.
As expected of someone close to my sister, she is quite vigilant. Even though my sister has never told them about her, this maid can actually guess a thing or two. She is really amazing.
If she hadn't just recalled the scene here, she wouldn't have known that this person was called A Ling.
She also has to thank her sister for teaching her the technique of retrospection.
The two returned to Yun Guiyue's Shengyang Palace. Yun Qingyue looked at the surrounding layout, which was exactly the same as the illusion her sister gave her. The only difference was that there was no colorful armor.
And this armor is on her body at this moment.
Ah Ling also noticed the colorful armor, and a glint flickered in her eyes. Then, pretending to be casual, she asked, "Didn't His Majesty say before that this dress needed to be perfected, so it had been hanging there all this time? Why did you think of putting it on today?"
Yun Qingyue glanced at her calmly, "Since when have you become so fond of asking about these insignificant matters?"
Ah Ling was startled, but then immediately knelt down and said, "I have overstepped my bounds. Your Majesty, please punish me."
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