She looked into his eyes, those charming eyes stained with peach blossoms that lingered around, and suddenly a trace of sadness arose from the bottom of her heart.
"Who do you see in these eyes? Concubine Shu? Queen Lu? Or Queen Yun?"
He looked at her steadily and said nothing.
She smiled gracefully under his gaze.
"I understand, there is no one here. Maybe from the beginning, you didn't intend to let any of us enter."
"But, I saw her." A charming smile suddenly broke out on her beautiful face, and her eyebrows were full of charm. Then, she saw with satisfaction that his expression gradually deepened, and the teasing in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a touch of solemnity.
"So, it's really her, a Ning Gui, an inconspicuous little girl?" She was still smiling, but her voice was trembling uncontrollably.
"When will it be your turn to interfere with my preferences? You are just a concubine who has just entered the palace." His cold tone did not contain a trace of emotion. His cynical eyes became as sharp as an eagle at this time.
She looked at him and said nothing, but her heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss, leaving only endless despair.
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Three years, three years and three years... I'm in my junior year. The saint has not come back yet
Three years, three years and three years... I'm in my junior year. The saint has not come back yet