Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 224 Fighting 4
Qiu Yishui left quietly.

The Imperial Study Room moved away inch by inch behind him, but the ease in his heart diminished bit by bit, replaced by endless loss and sadness.

Cang Mo didn't see her, was he angry with her or did he not care about her anymore?

It turned out that she didn't care about him.

She is so greedy, on the one hand, she wants to avoid him, but on the other hand, she hopes that he still loves her.Qiu Yishui hates herself like this.

There was a sound of fine footsteps behind him, urgent but very slight.

Then I heard the father-in-law who just sent the message calling: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

Qiu Yishui stopped and turned around in surprise.

The moment he turned around, from the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the door of the imperial study, and a yellow light and shadow flashed past.

is it him?My heart skipped a beat.

Suppressing the ups and downs in her heart, Qiu Yishui asked in a calm voice as much as possible: "What's the matter?"

The father-in-law said: "Your Majesty, the emperor announces you to enter."

It's really him.

Qiu Yishui could hardly control the sudden excitement, afraid that the voice would reveal her thoughts, so she dared not open her mouth to answer, and only said softly "um".

Stepping up to the direction of the imperial study, uncontrollable tears blurred his vision.

I really want to rush in, throw myself into his arms, and tell him how much she misses him.

In the hazy tears, Zetian's figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Qiu Yishui shuddered, and his mind instantly became calm.What happened to her just now?How could she expose her emotions in front of him, she couldn't love him.

Qiu Yishui raised her hand, and under the cover of her wide sleeves, she quietly wiped away the tears from her eyes, and walked quickly into the imperial study.

Cang Mo was sitting in front of the imperial case, holding a memorial in his hand.

The sunlight shines on his forehead through the carved window lattice, and a clear swastika is printed on his forehead.

Qiu Yishui clearly saw most of his profile.

is that himIt's only been a few days since I saw him, and the originally somewhat rigid facial lines became more angular, as if carved out by a knife.There are endless vicissitudes and loneliness in the corners of the eyes and brows.

(End of this chapter)