More than half a year has passed since the happy days of mixing oil with honey. Just when the regent was about to abandon his premonitions and completely forget the past, the emperor suddenly refused to see him.
Someone stopped him outside the palace, and he no longer had the privilege of entering and leaving at will, let alone the imperial study room or other places. So he chose to go to court, but she said that she was unwell, and even the early court was avoided.
The first thing the regent thought of was not that she had deceived herself again, but that she was worried about whether she was really uncomfortable.
Since you can’t see her in the name of a courtier, let’s change another way.
Before entering the imperial study room, the regent made ten thousand assumptions. Did he not hug her tightly that night, so he caught her cold? Or did he say that the iced lychees he sent a few days ago were not fresh enough and caused her stomach pain after eating? Otherwise, the precious peonies he gave her were not beautiful enough to make her feel bad? …And so on.
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