The air is slightly cold and the faint fragrance surging.

Walking through the misty waterside pavilion, Nan Si looked quiet, her eyebrows and eyes softly, and she walked out of the mansion alone with an umbrella in the drizzle.

The beautiful piano sounds came from the depths of the bustling streets, melodious and melodious, and thousands of twists and turns.

Nan Si stopped in front of the door for a moment, her eyebrows slightly closed, she covered her complex expression in her eyes, and stepped onto the carriage parked outside the mansion, put away the umbrella, and lifted the curtain.

The carriage drove all the way to the palace.

Nan Si closed her eyes and leaned against the soft couch in the car. Her simple white hands gently stroked her heart, as if the feeling of emptiness that was in the next world slowly revived, as if she was pulling away her emotions and desires little by little.

After sighing softly, Nan Si's eyebrows were filled with irritability and fatigue.

The feeling of uncontrolled emotions was terrible, and she didn't like it at all.

The boy in the dream overlaps with the real person, which aroused the special emotions that had been silent in her heart for a long time.

For that person, she was not sure whether she was influenced by her natural fate, so she could not make up her mind.

Nan Si actually hated herself.

But such annoyance did not play any other role except to make her self-deprecating and powerless.

After lunch, the young Emperor was wearing a loose robe and relaxed his body and leaned against the brocade couch, looking out the drizzle outside the window.

Pei Hai stood aside and almost turned gray with his hair.

"Emperor." He spoke carefully, "You have eaten too little food these days. If you let Nan Xiang know..."

I didn’t eat breakfast, so I just ate two bites for lunch.

Yes, no exaggeration.

I only ate two bites.

No more bites.

There was a table full of food, how could it be brought up and how could it be removed?

Pei Hai could hardly help but kneel down and beg the emperor several times.

"I'm not hungry." Cang Hanyu's voice was faint, "Don't tell Nan Si."

He didn't plan to use the bitter trick to make her sympathy and soft-hearted.

Pei Hai frowned: "But even if Nan Xiang didn't know, if the emperor continued like this, he would be afraid that the dragon body would not be able to bear it."

Cang Hanyu raised his hand, supported his slender fingers on his forehead, covered his mouth and coughed softly.

"Emperor?" Pei Hai looked at him nervously, "Is the emperor unwell? Is the slave telling the imperial physician to come and see?"

"No." Cang Hanyu took a deep breath, got up and walked out, "Follow me to go for a walk in the Imperial Garden."

The innocent and indifferent eyebrows and eyes are a little colder than before, and they are also a little lonely and colder, giving people a sense of nobleness and alienation that is difficult to get close to.

Pei Hai hurriedly held an umbrella and followed.

It's raining outside.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Garden, Cang Hanyu walked slowly with his hands alone. Pei Hai followed him with an umbrella and tried his best to hold the umbrella above the emperor's head, for fear that the rain would wet the emperor's hair and dragon robe and dye the wind and cold.

Although it is already warm spring and the climate is close to early summer, and the emperor is a martial arts practitioner, so he will not get sick after getting wet a little rain. It is thought that the emperor has not eaten much these days and has severely insufficient sleep. At present, his body is afraid that he can't resist the wind and rain.

The Imperial Garden is very big, and all kinds of flowers bloom well this season.

Cang Hanyu walked along the path aimlessly, and soon walked to a peony garden. Large areas of peony flowers were in full bloom, with colorful flowers, as if they were about to bloom all the worldly beauty.

Eight palace maids followed far away and did not dare to get too close...

Cang Hanyu stopped and stared at the beautiful scenery in front of him without any expression. His tall body seemed to be thinner, his face was cold and cold, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his emotions were stacked layer by layer, like waves.
Chapter completed!