Chapter 91
After Nie Zhaoyang left the main room, Nanny Lan also found an excuse that she wanted to go to the kitchen to have some snacks and hot tea. She hurriedly trotted out as if afraid that Aunt Yue would stop her. There is no one else but myself.

Without Nie Zhaoyang's pretense of being obedient and gossip, and without Nurse Lan's thoughtful and meticulous help, the originally lively main room suddenly became quiet.Aunt Yue was sitting on the imperial concubine's couch, her big autumn eyes were only looking at the hibiscus brocade cushion on the imperial concubine's couch, as if the hibiscus flowers embroidered on the couch were exquisite and beautiful, never seen before or since.

Seeing Aunt Yue sitting quietly on the couch neither looking at him nor making a sound, King Rong couldn't find anything to say to break the silence between each other. After all, what happened back then was that he listened and believed first. , and now he was careless and neglected, so he could only fill his stomach with tea one cup after another, until the servant Chen Changshou came from outside the door and asked which courtyard he was resting in tonight, and King Rong shook the empty cup of tea in his hand. The blue-and-white porcelain pot from the official kiln first gave a vague "hmm" to Chen Changshou, and then looked at Aunt Yue with a little embarrassment and said, "Well, um, it's getting late..."

Aunt Yue, who had been sitting still when she heard King Rong speak, finally turned her face, and a pink and white face as gorgeous as peaches and plums was facing King Rong.Seeing Aunt Yue's big eyes full of water and desolation without enthusiasm, the rest of the words that King Rong originally planned to leave behind as an excuse subconsciously held back in his throat.

Seeing that King Rong stopped talking and just stared at herself blankly, Aunt Yue slowly stood up.

Seeing Aunt Yue standing up and looking up at him, King Rong's embarrassing expression suddenly became full of anticipation and faint joy.

Just when King Rong thought that Aunt Yue would come towards him and invite him to stay overnight, Aunt Yue stood up straight and turned her body slightly, and walked towards the door.

King Rong looked puzzled, and slightly raised his voice, "Xinyue, what is this?"

Following King Rong's voice, Aunt Yue had already walked to the crystal bead curtain at the door, she lowered her eyes and stopped her steps, she bowed slightly, clasped her hands to her side, and performed a blessing ceremony in a proper manner , and then said softly amidst King Rong's growing suspicion, "It's getting late, my lord, please go back."

"You!" King Rong's eagerness and joy suddenly turned cold, and he looked at the woman at the door who was still in a blessing posture in disbelief.

Hearing the slight trembling and disbelief in King Rong's tone, Aunt Yue's lowered eyes were filled with pain and sarcasm, her body still maintained a well-behaved posture without raising her eyebrows, and said He said again, "The concubine is a respectful gift to the prince."

King Rong gasped involuntarily, if it was placed with other women, he would definitely lose his temper, but now the woman in front of him is a woman he has been thinking about for more than ten years and can't let go, so he looked at Aunt Yue coldly. Although King Rong was angry with the decisive appearance, he just let out a long sigh, and then found a step for himself with a slight embarrassment.He raised his hand and patted his forehead, making a look of sudden realization and haste, "Look at Ben Wang's mind, don't you still have a few notebooks to write in the study? Why did you forget it! Really, It's getting late now, this king will go over and write up the paper carefully, and will present it to the emperor for the purpose tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)

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