Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After Yun Si left, His Majesty the Emperor sat on a chair with his hands folded on his legs.

The dark and profound gaze rested on the burning incense.

The slender incense went out again for some unknown reason.

The originally faint lingering smoke slowly died away.

On the bright red thin rod, under the light, I looked carefully and found a line of small words there.

The font is very small, so small that you can't even notice it unless you look closely.

The writing on it glowed faintly, revealing three small characters written in Sanskrit——

Searching,

demon,

fragrant.

This fragrance shows its full effect.

The man slowly turned his jade ring finger, lowered his eyes, and looked gloomy.

Like a cold winter night, thick and thick, so thin and cool that there is no warmth at all.

The emperor who was able to win the battle for the throne with iron-blooded means had an almost terrifying ability to observe words and emotions.

He was speechless, and his thin red lips curved playfully, as if he had found some interesting toy.

In the quiet night, the candlelight swayed slightly.

A shadow flashed past and fell silently, "Master, everything has been arranged."

The young emperor tapped his knuckles gently and calmly, his brows showing no anger or authority, "If you act tomorrow, you can only succeed, not fail."

The dragnet has been laid, just watch.

Can people with evil intentions resist the temptation?

"Yes, Master."

The burning candle flickered again.

The shining shadow also swayed faintly.

The hazy silhouette sits quietly, like a chess player on a chess game, strategizing.

The situation is under control.

Yun Si went out and touched the hair behind her ears.

The scraps of grass originally stuck to it must have been accidentally stuck on when rolling on the grass.

When she turned into a human form, she was so anxious that she forgot to check it.

Fortunately, the man inside didn't ask her why she got the grass, otherwise, she would have had to think hard about her explanation.

Yun Si breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her private room.

Yingchun had been waiting for her, waiting eagerly by the window. When she saw her coming back, she hurriedly opened the door.

"Princess, you are back. What did your Majesty tell you?"

Yun Si came in, "Nothing to do, just exchanged a few pleasantries, and then asked me if I would like to go back to the palace with him."

"Then what did you answer, princess?" Yingchun was a little anxious.

Yun Si sat at the table and poured a cup of tea. "I said I was willing, and then he let me go."

Simply, he didn't attack her at all.

After Yingchun heard her answer and saw that her face was as usual, she knew that the emperor was not angry anymore, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. It's good to be able to return to the palace."

Although Yingchun knew that life would not be easy after returning to the palace, it would still be better than this time.

At least, when she followed the princess out of the palace three years ago, she heard that the emperor did not treat other princesses harshly.

Although they were imprisoned and not allowed to go out, the standard treatment was still based on their status as princesses, and they still enjoyed endless wealth and splendor.

In this way, it is naturally better than a temple with clear soup and little water.

In addition, Yingchun also has a sister in the palace whom she has not seen for a long time. She is often thinking about her and always wants to go back and visit.

It's fine now. The princess' mourning period has expired and she can smoothly return to the palace with the emperor. Naturally, she can also go back.