A Romantic Beauty Around Imperial City

Without waiting for Qian Li to answer, Xi Lan carefully looked at the decorations around him and said, "Could it be that this place really has something strange?"

Hearing that, Qian Li could not hold back and laughed, she said, "If I was serious, what reaction would you have?"

Xi Lan was shocked, "No way, I was just casually saying it, is that true?"

In the end, Qian Li couldn't bear to keep scaring those who were following him, so she said, "Do you believe in the words of ghosts?"

Hearing that, the two behind him swallowed their saliva, then Qian Li continued to speak, "Actually, I always felt that the words of a ghost were completely nonsense, even if it was true, then, there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than ghosts."

"What do you mean?" Is there anything more terrifying than ghosts? "

Qian Li smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I have always felt that ghosts are not scary. What is scary is the human heart."

In a word, he had gained a lot of benefits, causing the two people behind him to fall into deep thought.

Qian Li continued.

"Actually, the Xiao Lan was her personal servant when she was alive, and her relationship with the Empress was shallow. As for the Weiyang Palace, they were the place she lived in when she was alive."

Li Ran was shocked, she did not expect Qian Li to understand so much about these things, she had heard of the Xiao Lan's name, but she had never seen the real person before.

"Could it be that the imperial concubine is related to the empress's death? That's why her reaction was so intense when she heard the name Xiao Lan? "

Before she had no evidence, Qian Li did not want to say anything further, because she knew very well that with her current identity, if she were to say it out loud, she would need to say even more lies in order to make sense of it.

They were the people she trusted the most. She could not tell them the truth, but she did not want to hide anything from them.

Forget it, Qian Li shook her head, "The matters of the past are not something that can be determined just by a single encounter between us. The reason why she said that, was because she had the urge to test out their reactions. From the way things were going, not only did An Rou have a strange expression, if she carefully distinguished herself, actually everyone present would have the same kind of reaction when they heard the names, thus, if there was no evidence, then it would be a slander if we were to say that. In the future, whether we are at the Palace or the Palace, we must be very careful of our words and actions. The words will have nothing to do with each other, but if someone were to hear them, they would kill us before we come into contact with them, not to mention finding out anything clearly. So, you must be very careful, and without my permission, no one is allowed to act on their own, which is something that you can possibly do. "

"For the sake of the Empress's matter, the young lady has put her personal life on the line. Thus, no matter what, us siblings will definitely follow your lead." Hearing Li Ran's declaration, how could Xi Lan be willing to fall behind? She said, "I already said before, this life was given by the young lady, so regardless of whether you admit it or not, you are my master here, so no matter what you say, I will do everything I do. In this life, I will never go against you."

Qian Li nodded his head before continuing, "Alright, I understand your intentions, but I only said so because I hope that you all value your lives. Also, this place is where Empress Murong Yan lived when she was alive, I might not believe in ghosts, but if the words of those palace maids and eunuchs are true, I'm more willing to believe that everything that they say is just a lie. So, in the future, you must be careful."

The two of them nodded. Qian Li saw a few palace maids walk over, so she instructed them, "Alright, you two go down and familiarize yourselves with the environment. But do not run around."

The palace maid was brought by Little Li. "I've already instructed the imperial study. I believe that you will be able to eat something soon. I was worried that you would be hungry, so I brought some dessert for you."

"They are …"

"These are the maids the Emperor has arranged for master to have. The Emperor has said that if the princess doesn't like them, they can be changed at any time."

Qian Li had wanted to refuse, if there were more people, her movements would be hindered, but if she did not stay, then the Emperor would not let this matter rest.

'Forget it. They were sent to spy on me anyway. If she took away a wave, then there would be someone else. It's said that it is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow. 'Since that was the case, she decided to just stay.

"Sorry for the trouble, eunuch."

Although and Xiao Li had never met before, as servants, they were most skilled in spying and listening. Qian Li had never actually eaten in the palace before, nor had she participated in any activities before, so it was not easy to find out about her eating habits. Fortunately, Qian Li was not picky with his food, so even if Xiao Li's spying was not suitable, it was still pretty good.

But nothing happened during the day, when night fell, Xi Lan and Li Ran were called to rest. As for Xiao Li, he insisted on guarding outside. Qian Li was helpless, she was worried that she would get sick if she stayed outside for too long, so she lied and said that she needed to rest before she left.

However, she had lived in a familiar place for so many years. The familiar bed, the familiar palace, the familiar furnishings, even the food in the royal kitchen tasted the same. In such a situation, it was impossible for her to not think about it.

After extinguishing the candle, Qian Li laid on the bed. She wanted to quickly fall asleep, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't sleep.

He stopped sleeping, but he didn't light the lamp either.

She put on a robe and stood up. It was moonlight tonight, and the room was not particularly dark.

She walked along the window as she recalled the past.

For example, when they had just returned to the palace.

Gong Ye would take time to accompany her every day.

Most of the time she was reading, and he was working on the memorial.

He was playing the piano, and she could dance with him.

She pruned the leaves and he watered them on one side.

All that time, she had thought she had stolen it.

So lazy. So leisurely.

Most of the time, they didn't need to talk, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe the two of them as husband and wife after they had known each other for more than 10 years.

Thus, at that time, they actually no longer had much to say. Even so, their tacit understanding of one another did not decrease in the slightest.

He would suddenly appear behind her and give her a hug. He knew all her tastes and hobbies.

Qian Li reached out and held on to the window frame, those memories continuously resurfaced.

She did not close the window, but allowed the cold wind to blow against her face. She asked herself, Is it cold?

Of course it was cold, but only this kind of completely cold feeling from the bottom of her heart was able to make her feel that she was still alive.

I vaguely remember that Gong Ye at that time was just as concerned about An Rou as he is now.

She knew that her body belonged to him and needed his love and care, but she would often be unable to resist doing childish things. For example, she would be wet by the rain on a rainy day.

For example, intentionally going out in the middle of a strong wind to catch a cold.

"What are you doing?" He remembered that Gong Ye, who had seen her sick at that time, was worried that even if he held her hands, he wouldn't be able to sleep for an entire night and had to protect her no matter what.

"After returning to the palace, the emperor seems to be getting busier and busier. If Yan'Er wasn't sick, would the emperor not visit me?"

When a person is loved with all his heart and soul, all his shortcomings are cute to him. Other than heartache, there is no blame at all.

But when you don't love, when you think of these things, you will feel like a burden.

Heartache …

"Did he really, really love me?" Qian Li whispered to herself, but unfortunately she did not answer her question, and the words she just said, slowly dissipated with the wind.

There seemed to be echoes, but it also seemed to be none.

"I must have."

She put her hand out of the window, feeling the wind blowing through her fingers, feeling as if everything would vanish in the end.

After a long while, she opened her mouth and answered to herself.