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The next morning, the spring sunlight streamed through the window into the bedroom, landing softly on Mu Junqi. The gentle warmth of the sun felt so comfortable that she didn't want to wake up. However, someone always came to disturb her rest. Annoyed, she opened her eyes and saw Ziyue looking at her with delight, chuckling softly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Ziyue's tears turned into laughter as she approached, helping Mu Junqi sit up while saying, "Your Highness, don't you remember? Yesterday..." Before she could finish her sentence, Mu Junqi seemed to see something terrifying and suddenly recoiled, looking at the door with a face full of fear. Trembling, she said, "There... there’s someone," and shrank back even more.
Ziyue stepped forward to comfort Mu Junqi, and just then, Mo Xiao Li walked in. Hearing Mu Junqi's voice, he quickly crossed the room and enveloped her in a tight embrace, reassuring her, "It's okay. I'm here now; there won't be any bad people anymore."
Only then did Mu Junqi seem to awaken from a dream, regaining her usual calmness as she quietly stayed in his arms. Although fine beads of sweat had formed on her forehead, at that moment she felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
After a while, Mu Junqi pushed Mo Xiao Li away gently and looked at him with an uneasy expression but ultimately said nothing. Mo Xiao Li caressed her cheek softly and said, "You were frightened yesterday; it was my fault. From now on, I promise I will never let you get hurt." This promise would indeed be fulfilled later on, but not being physically harmed did not mean her heart would remain unscathed.
After a simple breakfast, Mo Xiao Li had to attend court and ordered Ziyue to stay close to take care of Mu Junqi. Not long after Mo Xiao Li left, Xia Ziqian appeared. The moment Mu Junqi saw him, feelings of grievance and unease surged within her, and tears flowed freely.
Xia Ziqian looked anxiously at this scene, flustered and unsure of what to do. When Mu Junqi noticed his reaction, she suddenly broke into laughter. "I didn't expect you to have other expressions besides indifference," she remarked. This statement was certainly true; since they had met, she had never seen any other expression on his face. This realization naturally brought her joy.
Seeing Mu Junqi smile again eased Xia Ziqian's worries as he returned to his usual impassive demeanor. Watching him like this made Mu Junqi feel unexpectedly happy, like catching a piece of cotton that had always eluded her; that feeling was indescribable—excitement mixed with joy—and no matter what thoughts crossed her mind, she ultimately wanted to hold onto it tightly so it wouldn’t slip away.
So when Mu Junqi looked at the Xia Ziqian who was so close to her, she suddenly forgot her identity and where she was. The feelings she had suppressed surged forth uncontrollably.
Realizing this made her cheeks flush as she lowered her head shyly with a smile. Xia Ziqian noticed this action but remained still due to their respective identities and statuses.
Mu Junqi secretly glanced up at him but found he was still standing there in the same posture. Feeling annoyed in her heart, she stood up and walked over to him. Although Xia Ziqian exuded an air of elegance from within outwardly, he stood tall and straight; Mu Junqi found herself having to look up at him.
When Xia Ziqian slightly lowered his head to look at the wide-eyed Mu Junqi, his heart began to race uncontrollably. Awkwardly gazing at her, he respectfully asked, "Empress, do you have any orders?"
Mu Junqi looked at Xia Ziqian in front of her and unexpectedly revealed a long-lost mischievous smile. Seeing this, Xia Ziqian couldn't help but gaze at her affectionately. Their eyes met in the air, and in that moment, the two of them stared at each other, lost in thought. Eventually, it was Xia Ziqian who reacted first, lowering his head apologetically and saying, "If the Empress has no further matters, I will take my leave." With that, he truly made a move to depart.
Originally, Mu Junqi was still immersed in Xia Ziqian's gentle gaze, a smile lingering on her lips. But when she raised her eyes again, she saw Xia Ziqian walking toward the door. She quickly put away her smile, took a few steps forward, and grabbed his long robe, playfully saying, "Why are you leaving? My head still feels painful." After saying this, she recklessly leaned into Xia Ziqian's embrace.
Xia Ziqian knew that this was just her trick, but feeling helpless, he had no choice but to support her to the table and sit her down. Suddenly, Mu Junqi stopped smiling and looked at him, asking, "That night... were you awake?"
Xia Ziqian's body stiffened for a moment as he looked at Mu Junqi in surprise. To his astonishment, she laughed mockingly, as if sighing about something. "I know you have other women in your heart; I know I can never compare to her in this lifetime. But I love you so much... I thought you wouldn't let me enter the palace. I know this is all my one-sided wishful thinking, but do you know how much I felt like I was living in hell at that time?" As she spoke, tears began to flow down her cheeks. After a pause, she continued, "But now it's still like living in hell," and she kept laughing mockingly.
Xia Ziqian didn't want to see her smile like that. He stepped forward, placed his hand on Mu Junqi's shoulder, and sighed softly. How he wished he could tell her that there was no one else in his heart; it had always been her. But now it was too late; he no longer had the right to make any promises to her. It would be better to treat everyone kindly instead.
"Empress, about that night... I have already forgotten," he said before daring not to look into her eyes because he feared losing control of his feelings and worried he might go up to embrace her and comfort her with the truth.
Mu Junqi seemed to have anticipated this all along. She stood up and sat back down on the bed, wiping away all her tears before smiling and saying, "If that's the case, then you may leave. I want to be alone for a while." With that, she disregarded him and lay down on the bed. However, Xia Ziqian could clearly see her body trembling slightly; it was certain she was crying.
Xia Ziqian stood there for a long time without moving, unsure how to explain or comfort her. In the end, he slowly turned around and left. Perhaps their fates were truly severed in this life; perhaps from that night onward, they would have no more ties.
As he walked out of the bedroom, Ziyue was already waiting outside. Although puzzled by how long Xia Ziqian had been inside, he didn't think much of it and assumed it was just that the Empress's condition was more complicated. What they didn't know was that when Xia Ziqian walked out of Mu Junqi's bedroom, someone saw him leaving—and that person immediately left Jingxian Palace...
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