I feel a little strange, but more of it is depression.

After Jiuqing returned from Xiling, the majesty of the superiors became clearer and clearer. After she faded away the innocence that only girls had in the past, now even if she said something in a faint smile, it would make people dare not be disrespectful at all.

And when she curled her smile and looked at you lightly, she even felt a sense of intimidating oppression without even saying anything. She almost involuntarily lowered her head, respectfully, and dared not resist at all.

The Eighth Prince felt this way at this time.

So even if he was worried, he could not say a word. After responding respectfully, he turned around and left Han Yu's wing room, turned around and stepped into the dark night.

The palace banquet ended, but the Tiandu Imperial City was noisy and boiling at this time. Clusters of fireworks exploded in the sky, and the entire night sky was shining brightly, making people dazzling. The people inherited the traditional habit of staying up to the New Year. After midnight, the sound of firecrackers in every household rang continuously, adding a strong New Year color to the supposedly quiet night of the Imperial City.

Compared to the noise outside, Han Yu's room seemed particularly quiet at this time.

Han Yu woke up, but he didn't say anything. Perhaps at this time, he no longer knew what to say.

"Fourth Brother knows Ling Shang?" Jiuqing sat down on the chair in front of the bed and asked straight to the point, "If I remember well, Fourth Brother shouldn't have known this person before, otherwise, I wouldn't have known it."

Han Yu sat up from the bed, slowly leaned against the head of the bed, silent.

After Jiuqing drove away the cold air, there seemed to be a trace of warm breath in his body protecting his heart, making him feel that his physical condition at this time was obviously better than usual.

He obviously had the strength to speak, but he... didn't know how to respond to her words.

Ling Shang, he shouldn't have known him.

Among all the people he knew, except for some small soldiers who could not even call their names, she knew everyone else.

After all, they had a good relationship before, so they knew each other's affairs completely. Han Yu had never concealed anything from Jiuqing, and all the secrets of Jiuqing... would also be shared with him.

But the turning point of fate sometimes comes so suddenly that it catches people off guard.

"Fourth brother, let's talk." Jiuqing didn't seem to mind his silence, and said lightly, "I had many questions that were not answered. Since you knew Ling Shang, even if many things were not open, you should understand what I was talking about."

Han Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the quilt with a bit of dazed eyes. After a long time of silence, he finally spoke, with a loneliness and gloom in his voice: "Qinger, I am willing to spend the rest of my life to atone for the wrong things I have done and the sins I have committed. Can you stop asking about other things?"

"No." Jiuqing shook his head slowly, "Since things are already like this and I can't get an answer, I feel unhappy, and I'm not fair to you... or not."

"I can't be fair." Han Yu said, "If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. This is a matter of course, and there is nothing unfair."
Chapter completed!