Late at night, Song Junzhan was sitting in the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion drinking tea.
I have been very busy with official duties recently and it is rare for me to have such a leisurely day alone.
He used to like being alone, but he didn't know when his life became so busy and fulfilling that he had no time to stop. Even if he stopped, he was always thinking about things.
Today, my hands are free, which is rare, and my heart seems to be at peace.
But was he truly at peace? His heart felt empty, like a bottomless pit, sucking in all his emotions until they were reduced to a single feeling: jealousy.
He originally wanted to stay in the palace tonight, but Lou Yan got there first.
Song Junzhan thought he was no longer jealous, but for some reason, he felt more and more uncomfortable recently.
His power was clearly ice and snow, but he couldn't suppress the fire burning in his heart.
He didn't want to just sit here quietly drinking tea and enjoying the scenery; he hoped His Majesty would be here.
His Majesty was admiring the view, and he looked at her.
But His Majesty does not belong to him. His Majesty is not lustful. If she is not pestered, His Majesty will hardly take the initiative to let anyone stay overnight. She enjoys being alone. Her life will not be unbearable without anyone. Only they have always longed for her.
"Jun Zhan."
A gentle and familiar voice sounded, and Song Junzhan turned around abruptly: "Your Majesty?"
Seeing the gentle and beautiful Xiao Li in purple, Song Junzhan frowned slightly: "Why is Your Majesty here?"
Xiao Li walked over slowly, gazing at him with eyes as gentle as water: "I know you miss me, so I came."
She walked up to him and reached out to touch his face, but when her fingertips were still a foot away, the power of ice and snow around him suddenly burst out, knocking her a dozen feet away, hitting her hard against the pillar, and finally falling to the ground.
Song Junzhan condensed an ice sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he rushed towards her without hesitation.
No matter who she is, if she dares to use this face, she deserves to die!
She was so frightened that she quickly stepped back, her palms degenerating into branches. "Prime Minister, spare me, I am Peony."
Song Junzhan stopped his sword and suddenly looked at the largest flower bed in the middle of the yard. Sure enough, the huge peony in it was gone.
"Peony flower demon?"
Mudan nodded excitedly: "It's me."
She quickly used her magic power to cover up the abnormalities on her body and turned it into a perfect appearance.
She looked up at Song Junzhan with admiration, her eyes filled with infinite affection.
"Prime Minister, you have always protected and cared for me, and I have always been grateful. Now that I have been blessed and finally transformed into a human, I have come to repay you."
She straightened her drooping hair and touched her cheek again: "I know you love Her Majesty deeply, but you are not her only one. You prayed countless times for me to bloom, just so that you could invite Her Majesty to your house at that time."
"I understand your sadness and loneliness, so I transformed into her appearance. I am willing to serve you when you are lonely."
She was a little lonely, but she said firmly: "I know that the Prime Minister only likes the owner of this face, but it doesn't matter. As long as you like, it's okay to treat me as your Majesty's substitute..."
After saying the last word, Mudan lowered her head stiffly, and an ice sword pierced through her demon pill and directly shattered it.
"Bang!"
The ice sword shattered and disappeared, but the damage did not disappear.
Mudan knelt on the ground, her limbs instantly turning into brown roots and branches, only her face remained the same.
She asked unwillingly: "Why..."
Obviously, she also has a face like this, and she is so gentle, with only him in her heart and eyes. She would treat him a thousand times or ten thousand times better than that emperor, so why is he so cruel to her?
"you're good."
He praised her expressionlessly: "It can actually affect my mind and make me feel that it should be my emotion."
Jealousy, unwillingness, and loneliness.
"You're just a demon, you don't understand. I'm already happy to have her favor. I respect her, I cherish her, and I long for her company, but it's definitely not just companionship."
"Your transformation into human form is a gift from His Majesty. If you had taken on any other form, I would have spared your life. But you turned into His Majesty's form."
"Are you worthy enough to take His Majesty's place?!"
Song Junzhan, a man like him, always had a cold and calm look in his eyes, but at this moment, it was full of disgust.
Peony refused to believe it: "You obviously like me too. You are so good to me, taking good care of me all year round. You always tell me your heartfelt words and always look forward to my blooming. Could it be that all this love is fake?"
Song Junzhan thought she was being ridiculous. "I'm a human, and you're a plant. How can there be any affection between us? I take care of you and look forward to your blossoming. I just want to use this as an excuse to invite His Majesty to visit."
Who would develop romantic feelings for the flowers they care for? It's ridiculous.
Song Junzhan watched the peony completely turn into a dead flower. In addition to disgust, there was also a hint of hatred in Song Junzhan's heart.
She had broken his engagement with His Majesty.
Over the years, every year when the flowers bloomed, he would invite His Majesty to stay at his house for a few days. That was the happiest time of the year for him.
Now the flowers are gone...
In the palace, Xiao Li seemed to have sensed something and sent a clone to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The moment she fell, an ice sword stabbed towards her, but she didn't even need to dodge, the tip of the sword stopped by itself.
"His Majesty!"
With just one glance, Song Junzhan knew that the person in front of him was real, and quickly put away his sword.
"Your Majesty, forgive me."
His mood was obviously not right, but Xiao Li did not blame him. He first held his hand, then looked around and asked, "What's wrong?"
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