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She was not good with alcohol, and after a few drinks, she already felt dizzy.
"What are you thinking about all alone here?" A concerned voice came from behind her.
Ma Lele smiled slightly, knowing without guessing that it was Wen Shaojun. "I'm admiring the moonlight. Look at how beautiful the moon is tonight!" Her hazy gaze was fixed on the moon, and her smile was bittersweet.
She thought that the farther she was from you, the quicker she could forget you.
But at any moment, you were still deep in my heart.
"The moon may be beautiful, but in my heart, it can't compare to you!" Wen Shaojun was slightly taken aback by the scene before him and couldn't help but blurt it out.
Ma Lele was stunned and turned around. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes dreamy, and she looked like an enchanting mandala, making one instinctively want to draw closer.
On a midsummer night, a gentle breeze brushed past, stirring her hair.
Wen Shaojun felt a stir in his heart and reached out his long fingers to gently tuck away the hair that had fallen across her face.
The action was tender, and the night felt different.
Ma Lele suddenly giggled, "Why do you like me?" Her eyes sparkled like dazzling black jewels in the darkness, radiating an alluring light.
Wen Shaojun had also drunk quite a bit and felt a bit lightheaded. He paused slightly, as if he saw the shadow of beautiful jade in her. They were both so direct, catching one off guard and piercing deep into the heart.
"Because... you resemble someone!" he said honestly.
Ma Lele was somewhat surprised. "You're quite straightforward. Actually, you look a lot like a dear friend of mine!" Typically, a man pursuing a woman would never say that he likes her because she resembles someone else.
No one wants to be someone else's substitute.
"Your... husband?" Wen Shaojun suddenly recalled what she had said during their first meeting. At that time, she had been drugged and claimed he was her husband.
Ma Lele nodded seriously. "You two look exactly alike, which is why I was so startled when I saw you!" This was the truth.
Her head was spinning more and more, and the figure in front of her seemed to overlap continuously. Stumbling slightly, she fell forward, and Wen Shaojun quickly caught her.
The two bodies embraced tightly. Ma Lele looked up, her eyes hazy from the alcohol, gazing at the face before her.
For a moment, she felt utterly dazed.
Was she really in 21st century Taiwan? Or in ancient times?
Wen Shaojun inhaled the faint fragrance on her body and noticed her slightly confused expression. His body grew warmer from the alcohol, and feeling a surge of courage, he leaned down and kissed her crimson lips.
He was still a bit apprehensive but relaxed when he saw that she did not reject him. Gaining confidence, he boldly deepened the kiss. His tongue skillfully pried open her lips, entangling with hers.
"Lele, Brother-in-law..." Hua Nongying called out their names as she rushed into the room, looking around. When she spotted the two by the windowsill, she was first surprised, then smiled.
This outcome was truly quite nice.
The kiss between the two grew increasingly passionate, as if they were both unsatisfied with just one kiss. Wen Shaojun's lips traveled down to Ma Lele's elegantly shaped neck.
"A-Yao... A-Yao..." A soft call escaped Lele's lips as she closed her eyes, calling out the name in distress.
It felt as if he had been struck hard in the gut; Wen Shaojun's dizzy mind immediately cleared.
He quickly stopped his actions and helped Ma Lele onto the bed.
"Damn it!" After ensuring everything was settled, he slapped himself hard across the face. How could he take advantage of someone in such a vulnerable state!
Looking at the woman on the bed, her breathing steady, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.
A pang of pain shot through his heart. They were alike in that they both harbored someone in their hearts, yet they could not be together.
"Lele, I'm sorry."
He whispered softly before closing the door and leaving.
The woman on the bed mumbled incoherently in her sleep, "A-Yao... I miss you..." Her sleeping face was streaked with tears.
In the deep of night, at Imperial Prosperity Hall.
In the large room, only a single candle flickered with a faint glow.
The man lying on the bed had his eyes tightly shut, his face filled with anguish as he continuously murmured, "Yun'er... don't go... Yun'er..."
The woman from his dreams was right in front of him, but no matter how desperately he pleaded, she resolutely turned away, not giving him another glance.
"Yun'er!" Tian Feiyao shouted loudly, waking up from the dream. His face was drenched in sweat, and he felt as if he had just been pulled out of water.
"Your Majesty, what happened?" Xu Xun, who was waiting at the door, rushed in.
Tian Feiyao threw off the covers, got out of bed, and ran to the window. However, outside, there were only a few tall trees swaying in the moonlight. Where was her shadow?
"What are you looking for, Your Majesty? Let this old servant help you find it, alright?" Xu Xun asked with concern as he hurried to his side.
Tian Feiyao's emotions gradually calmed down. When he turned around, he resumed his usual cold demeanor. "I am fine; you may leave! I want to be alone for a while!" Ever since Gu Yuniang died, she had appeared in his dreams every night.
So real were her breaths and her warmth that it felt as if he could touch her.
Thus, he always believed deep down that she had not truly died.
This feeling grew stronger and stronger, so intense that he felt an impulse to search for her at all costs.
But where could she be?
As soon as Xu Xun left the bedroom, he quickly sent someone to deliver a message to Yunxin at Wisdom Heart Palace.
About half an hour later, Yunxin arrived. She gratefully nodded at Xu Xun; during her time serving at the Imperial Prosperity Hall, she had developed a good relationship with him. It seemed that there were indeed benefits to that.
Yunxin slowly stepped into the bedroom and looked at the figure standing by the window, her eyes filled with infatuation.
She hurriedly stepped forward and gently embraced Tian Feiyao's waist from behind. "Did you have a nightmare, Your Majesty?"
Tian Feiyao stiffened, pushed her away, and turned to coldly say, "Why are you here? Did Xu Xun send you?" This Xu Xun was becoming more and more unreasonable!
"Your Majesty, please don't blame Xu Eunuch; he is just worried about you. I know your sleep has not been good lately. So I asked Xu Eunuch to keep an eye on things for me. Your Majesty, look, I brought you a calming sachet. You can place it by your pillow when you sleep to see if it helps!" Yunxin looked at Tian Feiyao with eyes full of concern, despite the hurtful words he had said to her last time.
But she always felt that it was okay.
One day, he would realize her worth and truly accept her!
Moreover, they had a child together, connected by blood!
Tian Feiyao studied Yunxin, and a flicker of dark emotion passed through his deep eyes. After a long pause, he finally spoke slowly, "Yunxin, don’t you feel that Yun'er is not dead?"
Yunxin's throat tightened as she struggled to respond, "Your Majesty, I know you miss her very much. But she really is dead..." After coming out of Heavenly Prison, she had heard from people in the palace how Gu Yuniang had died.
Of course, she knew nothing about anything else.
"No, that's not it!" Tian Feiyao firmly rejected her viewpoint. He shook his head and said urgently, "Wasn't there news of her death a year ago? But later on, did she die? No!"
Yunxin looked at the man before her, tears welling up in her eyes.
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