Long Rose

On New Year’s Eve that year, she returned to the imperial city,

And in the same year, he was driven out of the capital overnight, bedding and all.

In those days, whenever the two of them gazed up at the night sky, Shao Muyun would often sigh,

“Tell me, you’re perfectly fine, and your life isn’t in danger. Why are you wandering from place to place with me? Is the dragon throne in the Hanyuan Hall of Da’an so cold and uncomfortable?”

“You don’t understand. That dead eunuch is vicious and ruthless. Who could stand living under him?”

Ji Weiwei spat the dried grass from the corner of her mouth onto the ground, then continued her rant. “Serves him right for being chased out of Da’an’s imperial city like a rat. What a piece of work.”

“Not to be rude,” Zhao Muyun said with a pout, “but the way you act... is really kind of... annoying.”

At some point, Ji Weiwei began to feel that something about their relationship had somehow grown strange.

As if...

One day, unable to bear it any longer, she cautiously tested the waters. “Say, if one day you suddenly found out your best buddy was a woman, uh... don’t overthink it. I mean hypothetically. What would you do?”

“...”

Shao Muyun: ??? (oAoc)

“Let me thank you...”