By the time they returned to Qianhua Palace, it was already dark.
Yuan Yao made an excuse, saying she had no appetite, and sent all the palace servants away.
After washing up, she walked around the Yaofeng Palace with her hair disheveled and bent over. Finally, she opened the hidden cabinet by the bed and took out two small porcelain bottles.
One is light blue, and the other is brownish-red.
Both small porcelain bottles were filled to the brim.
Yuan Yao lifted the lid of the small, reddish-brown porcelain bottle and poured out a brown pill the size of a grain of rice.
Before she could swallow the pill, Po Yue asked, "Are you sure you want to take this?"
“Eat!” Yuan Yao answered without hesitation.
She secretly asked Heyin for these pills behind the backs of the Ninth Prince and Xie Ning.
After taking this pill, you may experience intermittent fever, coughing up blood, fatigue, chills and heat intolerance, and a weak and floating pulse...
Yuan Yao looked at the pill on her fingertip and said to Po Yue, "After Father left, I was all alone in Qianhua Palace."
These days, too many souls have perished in Qianhua Palace.
Although I don't believe in this, living here alone, I always feel a bit eerie at night.
Po Yue: "..."
He said coldly, "That's because it's winter, it's cold, and the temperature drops in the middle of the night."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She said irritably, "Can you give me some time to create the right atmosphere? Can you show some respect for the souls of those who died in Qianhua Palace?"
Perhaps, every night they're secretly blowing a chilling breeze down your neck where you can't see it.
Broken Moon: "!"
Beneath the black mist, Po Yue's lips trembled: "Stop talking!"
His usually cold voice finally trembled slightly.
Yuan Yao hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Po Yue, are you... afraid of ghosts?"
Po Yue: "..."
Yuan Yao clearly saw that Po Yue's calves, hidden beneath her black robes, trembled slightly...
Is Poyue really afraid of ghosts?
Yuan Yao was shocked.
As secret guards, it's inevitable that people will die when we're on missions.
Afraid of ghosts, yet still daring to kill?
Yuan Yao exclaimed in surprise, "Po Yue, did Father and Uncle Ying send you to protect me because you're afraid of ghosts?"
If you stay by my side, I won't be sent out on missions alone at night.
Besides, if you stay by my side, it's the same as me staying with you, right?
Po Yue: "..."
He gritted his teeth: "Don't talk nonsense..."
He hesitated!
He hesitated!
Yuan Yao seemed to have discovered a new continent.
She was extremely excited.
In my excitement, a mischievous thought popped into my head.
Yuan Yao swallowed the pill in one gulp, sat down at the round table, poured two glasses of water, and patted the stool beside her: "Po Yue, come and sit down."
Po Yue refused quite readily: "I'm not coming!"
Calling him over is definitely not a good idea.
Yuan Yao slammed her hand on the stool again: "Come here! What are you feeling guilty about?"
Po Yue: "..."
Po Yue took a long stride and sat down beside Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao smiled and pushed the teacup towards him: "Have some tea."
"I'm not thirsty." Po Yue pushed the teacup back.
"Drink!" Yuan Yao said fiercely.
What kind of weird habit is it to not like drinking water?
Po Yue's slender fingers twitched, and she picked up the teacup, drinking it all in one gulp.
"Did you swallow it?" Yuan Yao asked with concern.
“That’s right, that’s how a good girl behaves,” Yuan Yao said with a smile.
Po Yue put down her teacup and asked unhappily, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Why did he have a bad feeling?
Across from him, Yuan Yao smiled in a rather meaningful way.
She stroked the teacup with her fingers, stared at Poyue for a long while, and then said in a deliberately profound tone, "Poyue, there's a secret that's been hidden in my heart for many years."
Over the years, I've never been able to confide in anyone.
After much thought, I realized you're the best person to confide in.
Po Yue: "..."
He said coldly, "It's late, you should go to bed."
"No rush." Yuan Yao took a sip of warm water and smiled faintly. "Let me tell you a bedtime story."
The broken moon was unusually silent.
He said coldly, "Then hurry up!"
Yuan Yao cleared her throat and looked at Po Yue: "Speaking of which, twelve years ago, during the Beginning of Summer, the sky was clear and the breeze was gentle."
A spirit struck by lightning drifted back a thousand years and possessed the body of a toddler just over three years old…
"Click!"
The sound of a celadon cup being crushed interrupted Yuan Yao's words.
Yuan Yao raised an eyebrow: "That departed soul... that was me..."
"Click!"
One of the stool legs beneath Poyue was broken.
He gripped the stool leg and gritted his teeth, saying, "Stop talking!"
puff……
Hahaha!
Yuan Yao smiled inwardly.
Her expression remained unchanged as she looked at Po Yue, who was holding onto the stool leg, and lowered her voice: "Po Yue, actually, I've never told you this before..."
I can see ghosts.
The ghosts of Qianhua Palace all obey my commands. For example, those few beside you, intimidated by my power, only dare to hang obediently above your head, baring their fangs and claws..."
"Splash!"
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, Po Yue disappeared without a trace.
The stool he used to sit on was shattered into wood chips.
Yuan Yao laughed until tears streamed down her face: "Po Yue, you're really afraid of ghosts?!"
After laughing, he looked at the empty Yaofeng Palace and sighed softly.
Despite being terrified of ghosts, he was forced to undertake murder missions and train the most rigorous martial arts skills even as a child...
Despite being terrified of ghosts, he had to live in the shadows like a shadow, day after day, for ten years, unable to see the light of day...
Perhaps he also loved fine clothes, but he had to cover his face with black mist every day and wear only black...
Yuan Yao thought: After leaving the palace, I'll find an opportunity to have Canfeng remove his mask and Poyue dispel the black mist...
Wrapped in her clothes, Yuan Yao crawled into bed and lay there half asleep.
In the middle of the night, she opened her eyes.
Inside the bedchamber, several candles had gone out, leaving the room somewhat dimly lit.
The charcoal fire in the brazier was burning brightly.
The entire bedchamber felt like it was engulfed in flames, stifling and sweltering.
My throat is extremely dry and sore.
Yuan Yao tried to call out to Aruo, but found that her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.
She braced herself against the edge of the bed with one hand, trying to get up.
As soon as I lifted the covers, I felt dizzy and almost fell off the bed. My clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck stickily to my skin.
The medicine worked.
Yuan Yao's lips moved slightly.
He called out in a hoarse voice, "Broken Moon..."
A dark figure landed lightly beside the bed.
The man knelt on one knee: "Princess, Junior Brother Poyue has temporarily left. I am here to assist you. Do you have any instructions?"
Momentum?
Yuan Yao pondered for a long time before vaguely realizing, "You're the leader of the four who are unstoppable?"
Shi paused for a moment, then replied, "Yes, Your Highness."
Whatever the princess says goes.
Given his personality, he would never explain that the reason the four of them were named that way was simply because their master was terrible at naming...
Yuan Yao raised her hand with difficulty: "You...call Po Yue back."
The situation fell silent again.
After a moment, he replied, "Princess, my junior brother was quite frightened and has returned to the Dark Guard camp."
Yuan Yao: "..."
Never mind, she doesn't have the energy to coax Po Yue right now.
In a hoarse voice, she said to the situation, "You should hide. I'm going to call someone in."
"yes!"
He stood up and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yuan Yao leaned forward with difficulty, grabbed a teacup from the bedside table, and threw it on the ground.
"Smack!"
"Splash..."
The crisp sound was especially loud in the night.
Jing'er, who was on night duty, pushed open the door and exclaimed in surprise before she even reached the palace gate: "Princess!"
The candles in Yaofeng Palace were lit, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Qianhua Palace was ablaze with lights, a scene of utter chaos...
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