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He walked over and calmly looked at Imperial Concubine Mu. "Greetings, Imperial Concubine."

She smiled sweetly, her delicate features exceptionally beautiful, "Zhiqiu, shouldn't you be called Chenqie?"

I gritted my teeth. Up till now, I have never called myself my concubine in front of others, nor had anyone bothered about me like this.

Chenqie? If it wasn't for her, would I have asked such a question?

I hate this girl, no matter how beautiful she is, no matter how innocent or weak she is, no matter if I let go of Xia Junchang or not, I still hate her.

She shushed me, signaling me not to be too polite, not to worry about the sound of the piano.

This melody also seemed to be played frequently by Xia Junxiang, but their moods were different. Different people had different flavors when playing this melody.

She still couldn't forget about him. Was this harming him, or was it already harming him?

On the table were refreshments. The palace maid held up an umbrella to keep the snow from falling, and my heart drifted away from the music. Although I would think of Xia Junchang, I knew that I was no longer in a position to think about him, nor should I think about him.

I didn't want to sit down and chat, so instead, I stood for a while and said, "If Imperial Concubine has no other orders, Zhiqiu will be leaving first."

"Congratulations, you're about to become a genius." She smiled faintly, like that weak willow in the February wind, so delicate and beautiful.

"I don't dare." I said flatly.

She sipped her tea and looked at me with a coquettish hand on her cheek. "Although it hasn't been officially passed down yet, everyone in the harem already knows that the register is in my hands. I'll approve it as well." She laughed with a look of surprise and innocence. "Don't tell me you're not happy with Zhi Qiu? But the emperor is quite considerate. Your name is the first one, the Yang family has made you proud again. "Zhiqiu, if you don't like being the talent of the Emperor, I might as well help you. If you are a bad person, I'll cross out your name."

I calmly looked at her. "I don't have any ideas. As long as esteemed imperial concubine wants to do it."

"Zhiqiu, aren't you just someone who can be manipulated by others?" A light smile appeared on her impeccable face. "The harem will really change a person. Now, do you believe it?"

I believe, I said, staring at her face. What's the use of believing?

She suddenly smiled, her delicate face dyed with endless elegance. "Zhiqiu is coming back."

This sentence almost made me lose my footing. He was coming back! He just went to the northwest in October, is he coming back? However, I'm not the Yun Zhiqiu who was standing there waiting for him.

When the zither music stopped, the senior opened his eyes and was surprised by me, as well as a little disappointed and sighed. I could understand the faint bitter smile on his face.

I looked down at the snow on the toes of my shoes. Whoever could tell them that I didn't want to be his concubine, much less his woman, I could only accept my fate.

He bowed deeply, "Imperial Concubine, the melody has finished playing. This subject does not need to worry about Imperial Concubine watching the Plum Blossom. This subject will take his leave first."

A gentle smile floated in Imperial Concubine Mu's beautiful eyes. "You may leave. The hands of a player who plays the zither are the most precious. Lou Zigui, you have to take care. Next time, this concubine wants to hear another song from you."

"It is this subject's honor to be able to play the imperial concubine's zither." He carried the guqin down.

As I passed, I could hear him sigh.

When I met him, he told me not to ask why I was at court, but to let him know that I was now the Emperor's woman.

"Zhiqiu, will you be happy that he's back?" She raised her eyes and looked at me seriously.

I was a little angry and resentful, but I couldn't do anything about it. I simply said, "Imperial Concubine, as long as you're happy, it's fine. You know that Qiu's body is weak and you can't take too much of the snow or wind.

I remind myself, I have children, I am not the old Yun Zhiqiu.

In this palace, there are over a hundred pairs of eyes watching my every move in the dark. He is very jealous, once he knows my mood fluctuate for Xia Junchang, I do not know how he will torture me.

I'm tired, and I have kids I don't want to mess with.

Hearing my words, she lifted her hand and let out a soft laugh, her eyes showing a trace of pity: "Zhiqiu, you're really so innocent. Then you can go back first, no matter what, a child is the most important.

"Thank you for your concern, Imperial Consort." I said stiffly.

After saluting, he turned around and left.

He suddenly felt like crying as he walked. His heart felt extremely sour.

He bit his lips as he looked at the snow-like plum blossoms. How beautiful they were, he couldn't help but think about the childish Emperor. He wouldn't be so sad if he were that rude and unreasonable.

I remember under the tree, shaking the snow on the plum blossoms, the flowers with the scent of snow under the ground, he kissed me.

He thought hard about all this, but the plum blossom transformed into Xia Junchang, and the sound of falling snow also became his low and mellow voice.

He was about to return. He was about to return, and Imperial Concubine Mu's voice resounded in the sky time and time again.

He is about to return, and I have become the most doted on talent by the emperor's side.

I don't want to see him. I want to hide.