But if we were destined to meet without fate, why did we meet? If I knew earlier that it was a mistake, because of a similar appearance, I would rather never have met you, so that you wouldn't feel so heartbroken.
I lifted the blue sky. Why couldn't they tell me, why didn't they give me happiness?
He is protecting me with everything he has, and I will not make things difficult for him.
I took a deep breath and stepped out, calmly looking at the two factions in the main hall.
"Zhi Qiu, go in." Xia Junchang discovered me first.
No matter where I was, he would be the first to see me, making me happy. He gave me a gentle smile, looked at his eunuchs, and coldly said, "I will follow you into the palace. You are not allowed to harass the Third Marquis again."
"Zhiqiu." Xia Junchang looked at me with disapproval, "If you're tired, go rest and don't spout nonsense. I won't let them take you away with me."
I shook my head and said calmly, "I know what I'm doing. Jun Tang, stop protecting me."
He rushed over and gripped my hand tightly. "I won't let you into the palace."
"Jun Tang, listen to me." I rolled my eyes and looked at him somewhat mournfully. "What they said was the truth. I know you have me in your heart, that's enough. Let me go."
"No, no, no." He was angry, and it hurt my hand.
I pulled up his fingers one by one, and they hurt so much that tears fell on his hands, "Jun Tang, let go of me, alright? Grand Concubine Yi is old and her body isn't well, so she can't take too much damage. The first thing to do is to be filial, no matter what you do, you have to think rationally about the consequences. "
"And if I don't?" He released his grip and grabbed my wrist. "Zhiqiu, look into my eyes and speak."
I raised my head and looked into his eyes. The dark and sincere emotions were reflected in my eyes now. Perhaps we needed to make progress step by step, but all of a sudden, we could clearly see the emotions as though a fog had opened up.
I grinned and nodded at him. "You will."
He let out a long sigh, his voice hoarse. "Zhiqiu, don't think too much about me."
"You will." I just repeated this sentence, saw the pain in his eyes flood over him, and slowly pull my hand away. He tried to grab me, but seeing the determination in my eyes, he slowly let go, and at last, like a wounded beast, he roared with rage.
I jerked my head away from his eyes, afraid I might sink into them.
I don't want to see the pain in Grand Concubine Yi's eyes. You and he are very good to me, and besides, I am already an unchaste woman.
He walked towards the door and called out my name: "Yun Zhiqiu, Yun Zhiqiu."
I closed my eyes, nodded vigorously, smiled back at him, and left without a word.
How could he twist his arm and twist his foot? It didn't matter if one was a noble or a rich scholar, they wouldn't be able to defeat the emperor.
The eunuchs followed me into a carriage.
As they got further and further away from the Third Marquis' Mansion, a few mournful bird cries sounded, calling out for the thick autumn air of helplessness.
I didn't want to look back. I was afraid that if I looked back once more, it would make it harder for me to leave.
I thought that once I walked out of the palace gate, I would no longer have to step in again. I secretly rejoiced in my happiness. Even though my smile had just appeared on my face, my nightmares had already shattered everything.
The struggle between him and me began before I even entered the palace.
It was a bad fate, I think, and I still hate him.
How could he rejoice when he entered the palace again? His heart was filled with endless helplessness and powerlessness.
I sat quietly in my room, waiting for his royal decree to arrange me. I hated him, but this hatred could not be expressed.
After a while, the eunuch came in and said, "Yun Zhiqiu, the emperor said that he would place you anywhere. Please follow me."
I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. He actually didn't care much about me, but the jealousy and hatred he felt for me made him deliberately want to take possession of me, ruining the happiness Xia Juntang and I had built up together. It was because I looked like Imperial Concubine Mu, and for this reason, Xia Juntang and I couldn't be together. How could I not hate him?
My identity was even more awkward than that of a palace maid. I lived alone in a small house near the cold palace, the green bamboo swaying its leaves in the autumn wind, and the yellow leaves on the ground. It seemed that no one had lived there for a long time.
The eunuch obviously didn't want to go in, so he stood outside the fallen leaves and said, "Yun Zhiqiu, go in and clean it up yourself. The emperor didn't give you any title, and no palace maid would come to serve you.
"Then why did you insist on letting me enter the palace?" How angry I am.
He coldly snorted, "How could one possibly guess the sacred intent?"