Being alone at 55

  "Do you want to stay here and have dinner with me?" This man is as good as mother, Xiaomu thinks of her mother.

  Innocent youthful face, made Gong Xiang's eyes flash with a complex and subtle light.

  "Your humble servant was thinking of taking Your Highness to a place."

  "Where are you going?"

  "Please follow me, Your Highness."

  A white and beautiful hand stretched out in front of Xiao Yan's face, Hua Mu Rong didn't think much, handed over her small hand to him to hold, Chong Gong Xiang Ru was delighted and showed off his small dimples.

  Zhang Ming first leaned back in his chair, took the tea cup handed over by Zhang Gonggong, and looked at the entrance where a big and small hand were clasped together. His white eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't make a sound. Zhang Gonggong had been serving in the Crown Prince's palace for a long time and knew that Guo Shu Xiangru and Taizi Taifu Zhang Mingxian had a lukewarm relationship. In the imperial court, things changed rapidly, and these two men meeting without greeting each other was not unusual when there were no superiors around.

  Only then did the fake prince see himself being led away by Gonggong, with his small hand held tightly in Palace Director's grasp. Zhang Gonggong clearly understood that Palace Director had come to fetch him under imperial orders, and therefore would not step forward to intervene.

  The little eunuch's small desk was worried: "Your Highness, where is this going? Do you want me to follow?"

  Now, Zhang Gonggong poured a basin of cold water on the little eunuch's head: "You can't even tell true and false masters apart, be careful with your head in the future."

  The small table flashed with a pale white light.

  Zhang Ming first knocked on the bowl cover: "Director Zhang has also been working hard these past few days."

  "It's nothing, nothing, not worth mentioning compared to your hard work, Sir Zhang." Minister Zhang replied.

  Upon hearing this, Zhang Ming first put the tea cup back on the table and said: "Now that my mission is accomplished, please convey my words to His Majesty on my behalf. I will return home to rest for a few days."

  "Please be assured, Lord Zhang, that the words you spoke to His Majesty will definitely be passed on." The Crown Prince was not present, and Zhang Ming would certainly not stay for dinner here. Eunuch Zhang escorted this Tutor of the Crown Prince out the door.

  Zhang Ming stepped out of the gate and could see from afar the figure of Gong Xiangru carrying a small wooden box towards the imperial palace. Zhang Gonggong listened to him muttering to himself like an old fool, saying: "What does Your Majesty mean by this? It's no wonder that I couldn't bear to look at you before, you're even capable of deceiving children!"

  Huā Yù Yán followed Lǐ Shùn Dé into the depths of the imperial palace, where the flower gardens along the way were filled with birdsong and fragrance, the courtyards were surrounded by ancient trees, and everywhere were jade towers and crystal palaces, a beauty that was hard to take in. As for Dōng Líng Guó, Huā Yù Yán only remembered the people of Bái Chāng Guó describing it like this: It's a heavenly place on earth, a prosperous and flourishing world.

  This statement is not an exaggeration. Because Dongling is one of the three strongest countries in the world, with vast territory and strong national strength among the 36 nations under heaven.

  As the emperor of this Dongling country, life should be quite comfortable, with a full treasury and strong military.

  Walking through the corridors that seemed like a maze, they entered a certain palace. Li Shunde led her into the house and said, "Please wait here, Miss Yan."

  "Thank you, sir." Huaxi Yan returned the courtesy.

  Li Shunde's gaze with profound meaning swept across her face, then turned around and went out, closing the fan door.

  The furniture in the house was all made of high-quality wood, shining brightly, and although there were not many pieces, they were all eye-catching. On the table were placed the four treasures of the study, presumably this was one of the emperor's offices. In such a seemingly precious place, Huayexuan naturally didn't dare to find a chair to sit on, so she could only stand with her legs crossed beside him.

  Suddenly, a string of pearls on the left side made a crisp sound. Following the sound and looking over, I saw two palace maids pulling open the pearl curtains on both sides, and a majestic figure in yellow robes slowly emerged from inside.

  She remembered that every time she saw him outside, he was always dressed in plain white clothes, making her think that this person only had white clothes. Now it was her ignorance, not knowing that the national costume of the Eastern Ling Emperor was originally biased towards white. A set of imperial robes, with light white as the base, and golden dark patterns embroidered with nine dragon shadows, not to mention the beautiful and elegant dust, the golden nine dragons brought down a thunderstorm, making people look up and feel only a chill in their hearts, and their knees had already softened unconsciously.

  "The common woman pays her respects to Your Majesty." From now on, she didn't dare pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore, bowing her head was enough.

  Pearls rustled softly, the door curtain fell, and the wind heard a gentle dance. Two palace maids retreated quickly under the light touch of the dragon's finger.

  Huā Yùyán's head hung down, her waist bent, thinking that this kneeling courtesy might be too perfunctory, wondering if she should pretend to kneel and let the man release her and her son quickly. As she hesitated, a hand suddenly stuck to her back.

  Her whole body shuddered violently, and she felt the hand stuck to her back was hot and cold at the same time. The palm of his hand was as hot as fire, while his fingertips were as cold as ice. After he stroked down her spine with elegance, in that instant when she struggled like a small animal trying to escape from his palm, his strong arms wrapped around her waist like lightning, tightly trapping her inside.

  Her mind was like being struck by lightning, Hua Xiyue's teeth were clenched tightly, and her two arms were wrapped around him so tightly that she couldn't move. Otherwise, it wouldn't be strange that her hands had moved without asking her brain first.

  "What's sacred?"

  His cool fingertips pressed against her chin, lifting it lightly. The action was gentle, but not necessarily tender. In an instant, her chin was pinched into a charming rosy hue.

  The gaze was forced upwards, looking at the lofty dragon's face, and Huayu's heart skipped a beat.

  Only to see that the absolutely beautiful three thousand strands of hair were tied up into a crown, and only a golden dragon hairpin was inserted, but it was already precious and intimidating. Not to mention after the hair was tied up in a crown, the clear and beautiful face was presented without reservation in front of her eyes.

  Thin and deadly red lips, noble jade-like nose bridge, accompanied by the beautiful and enchanting dragon's breath fragrance, enveloping her nose tip, just smelling it makes one's heart tremble uncontrollably, accompanied by the warmth of proximity, making one's soul flutter.

  No way, being stared at by those soul-sucking eyes again would have unbearable consequences. But her struggles in his sturdy arms were just like a trapped beast.

  She held her heart racing, her beautiful eyebrows drooping, and she gently closed her eyelids.

  Her eyebrows arched high, her sudden submission made people feel like a basin of cold water was poured on the moment when their blood vessels were about to burst. Her fingers wrapped around the back of her head, grasping it like a cat. Her head tilted back, but her eyelids were closed, and her tightly shut eyelashes quivered slightly, like a butterfly about to fly.

  He narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the face, knowing that it had been disguised, yet he could still read some subtle signs from it. For instance, her agility and cleverness were like a cat's. Looking back, at the moment they met in the mountains, it was precisely because of her extraordinary cunning and mysteriousness, like a cat, that she had left an impression on his mind.

  Who is it?

  Why is there a familiar aura in his body.

  Why did a child who looked very much like his son appear before him?

  If he didn't know that the Easy Change Pill would shatter her seven souls and six spirits, he might have cut open her bones to take a closer look. Because he couldn't tolerate anyone deceiving him in her name.

  Deep eyes fell on her national dress's small collar, and paused for a moment.

  Huā Yù Yán only felt that the gaze shot from the other side was like a knife wanting to kill her, and she also felt puzzled in her heart: after all, which part of herself had offended this person?

  "Your Majesty." The voice of Li Shunde came from outside the door, "Palace Master has arrived."