My Lady is well

Chapter 188 Dreamland

The moonlight is warm, and the sky is dotted with stars, emitting bright light to guide people.

Jing Ruzhang looked down at her, pursed his lips and said nothing, but his eyes seemed to become even darker.

Looking at a beauty under the moon makes her look three times more beautiful.

Her hands were restless and she kept scratching and touching his face.

Her emerald eyebrows were sometimes slightly frowned, sometimes relaxed. Her breath was warm, gently tickling his neck.

He resisted the urge to throw the person down.

Shen Yueyao was in a daze and kept mumbling.

"Keep drinking..."

Who made her drink so much?

Clearly he couldn't hold his liquor very well, but he still dared to drink too much. His peach eyes were drunken and watery, his face was flushed with the color of lotus, and the corners of his eyes were red, all the way to his temples.

When they arrived at the Zelu Palace, he picked her up with a stern face and threw her into the bathing pool, before she fell into the water.

clang--

There was a sound of a gem falling to the ground. He opened his eyes wide, looked down, and saw that half of his robe was loose.

Just now, she was in a hurry and lost her balance. She stretched out her hand to grab something and hooked the jade belt around his waist without any deviation.

He closed his eyes and tried to find an excuse for her.

"These idiots in the clothing department can't even sew a belt securely."

The next moment, a beautiful woman emerged from the water, grabbed his half-opened robe, and without waiting for his reaction, dragged him into the water, splashing a large amount of water.

Shen Yueyao originally intended to grab it and climb up, but it turned out...it was not very stable.

A person fell down and almost hit her.

Jing Ruzhang rose and fell, steadying himself. Drops of water fell along his thick black eyelashes, and his eyes were so dark that water seemed to drip out.

The candlelight flickered in the hall, and the dress danced lightly, as light as a veil and as misty as clouds, creating a hazy and ambiguous world.

He grasped her waist tightly with both hands, pulled her into his arms, raised his chin, lowered his head and stared at her, his eyebrows raised slightly but imperceptibly.

He lowered his head close to her ear, his voice low and hoarse.

"You can't wait that much?"

Shen Yueyao pressed hard on the wanton hand on her waist, trying to push him away, but she pinched it even tighter, pressing it tightly against his body.

"Are you scared now? It's too late." His deep voice carried a hint of teasing, as if he was coaxing.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, he tilted his head and gently bit her lips, then rolled over and gently rubbed them, grabbed her hand, and led her to undress him.

Perhaps because she was drunk and her will was too weak, she responded enthusiastically.

She was carried to the couch, her black hair flowing all over the pillow, her starry eyes hazy, and the only sound in her ears was his heavy breathing and his occasional whispers and chuckles.

The warm light filtered into the tent, transforming into a dim yellow mist.

In a daze, Shen Yueyao fell asleep without knowing when.

A dazzling and mysterious white light appeared before her eyes, and she froze, as if she had a premonition of something.

She couldn't help but take steps towards the white light. Every step was filled with hesitation, but driven by some power deep in her heart, she gradually approached the mysterious light source.

Memories played like a kaleidoscope in her mind, and she couldn't tell whether they were dreams or illusions.

Her eyes were filled with moisture. Finally... were they going back?

She had just taken a step and was about to walk towards the white light when suddenly, a familiar and low voice came from behind her.

"Shen Yueyao, where are you going?"

These words exploded in the air like a thunder, stopping her steps instantly.

Her body trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. She slowly retracted her raised foot, her eyes revealing an indescribable complex emotion. Her brows were slightly furrowed, but there was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, hiding the turmoil deep in her heart.

Her voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable firmness.

"I want to go back."

Hearing this, the man's voice became a little hoarse, even mixed with a hint of pleading.

"Don't leave, stay here, stay by my side."

He spoke sincerely, putting aside his pride as an emperor and just wanting to keep her.

At this moment, Shen Yueyao felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

Then he said, "Shen Yueyao, look back."

She was silent for a long time, sighed softly, and then spoke in a calm and indifferent tone.

"Everything here is nothing more than an illusory dream to me. I am afraid that if I look back, I will sink into the beautiful illusion and be unable to extricate myself, and I will never be willing to leave. So, I won't look back."

But he didn't intend to give up. He took a step forward and asked, revealing endless pain and sorrow in his voice.

"Shen Yueyao, have you ever loved me? Even if... just a little bit..."

His eyes were fixed on her back, with a hint of expectation.

Shen Yueyao clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. She bit her lips, and after a while, she slowly let go, her long eyelashes covering the look in her eyes.

She raised her head, smiled at the light ahead, and spoke frankly.

"I think... maybe, but I am a little different from the women in your harem. Love is beautiful, but in my eyes it is not everything, let alone the only thing. I don't belong here, so I won't choose to stay for anyone."

After saying that, she raised her foot without hesitation and walked towards the dazzling white light step by step.

Shen Yueyao slowly opened her eyes and was about to embrace a new life.

I saw a bright yellow tent in front of me gently swaying in the wind.

She turned over gently, but felt a pain as if her body was being ground by a millstone. She lifted the corner of the quilt and saw that her body was covered with scattered red marks.

The tip of her ear was red. She was too embarrassed to look at it.

It turned out to be a dream, but the scenes in the dream were so real.

She raised her wrist and looked at the red rope on it.

Since it was just a dream, she didn't force it. Fortunately, she lay on the couch for a while until Jin'er came to call her.

"Master, are you awake? If you are, please get up and have some food. The emperor specially ordered to make snow swallow porridge for you, and asked me to watch you eat it."

Shen Yueyao frowned and said, "I know."

She was too embarrassed to ask anyone to serve her, so she put on her clothes and got up.

She walked to the food table and took two mouthfuls of porridge, Jin'er said.

"The emperor said that if you want to return to Chaomu Palace, you can."

Shen Yueyao was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.

"I see."

Her eyes inadvertently swept across the embroidered lotus on the purse around Jin'er's waist, and she thought of Qiuju and gave instructions.

"Jin'er, have someone go to the Yang residence and ask Jiang Qiuju to redeem my sister. If the people in the Yang residence refuse to release her, tell them that it was the Imperial Concubine's will."