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There was no need to give him any reason, because he was the Emperor. The Emperor represented everything and could ruin the happiness of others.

I stepped inside, stepping on the bamboo leaves, and even the fallen leaves sighed for me.

The window was still covered with a book, and there was also a teacup, but it was covered with fallen leaves and dust. The half-broken wooden window creaked in the wind, and there was once a woman who lived here, books and tea, and also the little dragonfly woven from bamboo branches.

I looked around until I found a rag and a bucket. No ladies would have to come without me.

Behind the bamboo forest, there was a pool of spring water that flowed out from an unknown place. Taking the water back, he carefully wiped it clean.

I thought, if he was like this dust, he could wipe it off with a cloth and wash it off again, how nice it would be, I could wipe off that loathsome emperor in my memory.

He ruined my life, ruined my happiness.

Wipe hard, rub hard, wipe my hand hot and painful, wipe my tears again.

Zhiqiu, ah, do not cry, do not let Xia Junchang know more heartache.

He took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the blue sky between the green leaves. Only by suppressing his head with great effort would he not cry. Yun Zhiqiu, you have always been very strong.

Deliberately let oneself very tired, tired to let the heart do not stop the opportunity of pain.

He had used an entire afternoon to clean up this small courtyard.

The bamboo branches were tied into a broom and the bamboo leaves outside were also swept up.

When the night wind arrived, it was dark and only the sound of the bamboo could be heard. Creaking sounds could be heard and I remembered the bamboo forest, the names of the flowers being torn. At that time, I was looking at him and her past.

His fingers wrote on the bamboo, "Yun Zhiqiu and Xia Junchang, Yun Zhiqiu and Xia Junchang, forgive me, ah. Under the cover of the night, I dared to think about you recklessly."

When I entered the palace, I also wanted to avoid Hundred Blossom Kill's signature.

When he grabbed my hand and called my name, I wondered if the Hundred Blossom Kill had occurred when we were so determined, and the final result would be that I would leave and he would be left with nothing. I didn't want that result, I would rather die alone in the palace.

The signature was "Hundred Blossom Kill", but I, Yun Zhiqiu, don't believe in fate. I have to change things, I refuse to walk that path, and I don't want Xia Junchang to end up heartbroken by Grand Concubine Yi.

Wasn't it just me? Gritting his teeth, why couldn't he go over?

I was thinking of you, were you thinking of me? The stars are bright, the wind is cold, such a night, if there is a missing heart, how can the wall be separated from us? No matter where he was, it was fine. As long as he had a heart, he would stand firm in his belief.

He stretched out his hand to pluck two tender green bamboo leaves and placed them in his mouth. He blew on something called Acacia, the clear and indifferent melody lingering in the darkness.

Day after day, I stayed here. After a while, I had gotten used to it.

At noon, I can receive a meal from the entrance of the Cold Palace. It is the same as what the people of the Cold Palace eat, I don't care about what I eat, everything I eat in the palace is indifferent and tasteless.

However, the palace maids who delivered the food never let go of the opportunity to mock me. Perhaps the palace was too quiet. They needed to find something to talk about to make their life more wonderful.

I was the target of ridicule. Who told me to be nothing?

"Yun Zhiqiu, I think you might as well stay in the Cold Palace. We have to stop at this door everyday, it's so troublesome!"

I lowered my head to receive the meal, but she let go of it before she could hand it to me.

He pretended to shout, "Oh my god, why didn't you catch it? If we didn't say a word or two, you would have fallen. Yun Zhiqiu, it's fine if you don't eat it, but don't waste it. There aren't many dishes prepared in the palace today."

I withdrew my hand and gave them a faint look. These people are getting more and more out of hand, and I, will never say anything about them. I would never admit to myself that I was that person's woman, not because I had been forgotten in a corner, but because I didn't want to have anything to do with him at all.

I turned around and walked back. The palace maid behind me laughed and called out, "Yun Zhiqiu, you're so proud, please, we'll give you another serving. Aiyo, you're so noble, who do you think you are, a woman like you, we've seen so many of you in the palace, don't expect the emperor to think of you one day, the emperor will never come to this place in the Cold Palace, so just give up. Not to mention the ordinary beauty of you, even a beautiful woman who used to live here was spoiled, hanging from a rope. "Hey, if you want to hang yourself, use bamboo. It's durable."

The two ladies burst out laughing behind me.