After entering the mansion, the third prince poured a cup of tea and took a sip before listening to Zi Yang.
"Last night, my subordinate heard you outside the door, Your Highness..."
"What's wrong with me?" Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, the third prince asked.
"Then my subordinate said that His Highness cannot punish his subordinates for this."
Seeing the third prince nodding, Ziyang said: "Your Highness, you seemed to have called the princess's name last night, and said she didn't want it, and then she seemed to have cried."
Ziyang spoke softer and quieter, and he could already feel the third prince's eyes flying towards him like ice knives.
But what he said was the truth. His hearing was so keen that he was sure that he couldn't hear it wrong.
I don’t know what kind of dream His Highness had, but he actually cried.
Could it be that he cried because he failed to express his feelings to the princess?
It doesn't seem impossible.
"The door is over there," the third prince rubbed his brows and pointed in the direction of the door.
Ziyang nodded knowingly, "This subordinate, get out of here."
He walked out and closed the door considerately.
He was the only one left in the room. The third prince stood up and walked to the window, thinking about the dreams he had had in the past two days.
He did dream about Mu Xue and the time-traveling girl Luo'er mentioned.
The difference is that in the dream, he is the emperor instead of the prince, and the time-traveling girl is his concubine, as is Mu Xue.
In the dream, he was like a bystander, watching everything Mu Xue did for him, from the first time he met her when he was a child.
Turning to the scene of her praying for a peace charm for herself every year, Luoer also said that she prayed for a peace charm for herself, so she never even saw her mother for the last time.
He stood next to little Muxue, watching her faint from crying because she was too sad.
Then the scene changed to when Xiao Muxue was blinded and sent to the Valley of Miracle Doctors. He was still by her side, watching as her eyes became worse and worse as she cried every day.
When the third prince thought of this, he felt his heart throbbing, as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling on his heart, making him almost breathless.
He covered his chest and squatted on the ground, continuing to think about everything in his dream like a self-abuse.
Xiao Muxue's eyes gradually recovered under the treatment of the master of the miracle doctor valley.
Although her eyes were healed, she had lost the right to be sad.
Before, she didn't understand why Muxue's personality was so different from when she was a child. After these two nights of dreams, he realized that it was because her sad crying would affect her eyes that had recovered.
"Your Highness," Ziyang knocked on the door and came in. When he saw the third prince squatting on the ground, looking heartbroken, he was frightened and stepped forward quickly.
"What's wrong with you?"
The third prince recovered his thoughts and stood up, "I'm fine, what's wrong?"
"I just want to ask you if you want to go to the Qin family's place to join in the fun."
The princess has such a good relationship with Miss Qin, so she will definitely go, so that her highness can see the princess when she goes.
"Let's talk about it later." The third prince's voice was a little hoarse. After dismissing Ziyang, he decided to go back to the room and take a nap.
He lay down on the couch, and it didn't take long for sleepiness to hit him, and he fell into a dream again.
"Mother, it's windy outside, please go back and rest!"
The third prince stood aside, and the scene in front of him was the palace he was familiar with.
He walked towards the sound and saw Mu Xue sitting outside, the night wind blowing her hair and skirt, and a guqin in front of her.
The person who spoke was her personal maid, who put a cloak on her shoulders. There was distress and complaint in her words.
"Why should I worry about Your Majesty? He has Concubine Mei with him. Are you still worried that he won't be able to sleep?"
Mu Xue raised her eyelids slightly and said in a calm tone: "I heard that His Majesty has been suffering from insomnia recently. I hope the music of the piano can help him have a good sleep."
"But what's the point of doing this?" The palace maid pursed her lips, "Your Majesty doesn't know anything. You have done so much for His Majesty, but in the end, His Majesty doesn't even know who you are. If you don't feel sorry for your slave, why do you still feel sorry for your slave? .”
The third prince wanted to tell Mu Xue that he knew that the peace charm he had prayed for for more than ten years, the companionship in the palace when he grew up, the care when he was in a coma, and the music of the piano when he had insomnia.
He knew all this, but he was speechless.
"For the last time," Mu Xue slowly stood up after playing the last note.
Her voice was low and soon drifted into the night wind, but the third prince still heard her clearly.
"Your Majesty, you should have figured it out a long time ago," the palace maid smiled, put away her harp and followed Mu Xue into the palace, "I will go and make some hot soup for you, don't worry about the cold and hurt your body."
The third prince followed the two of them into the palace. He walked slowly to Mu Xue and looked at her red fingertips. He stretched out his hand uncontrollably, but he could not touch the fingertips of the person in front of him who were injured while playing the piano. .
At this time, a group of people came in from the door, led by the time-travelling girl, also known as Mei Fei.
With a smile on her lips, she looked down at Mu Xue.
"I came here to tell you that I am pregnant, and that I will give the Emperor a good talk about you playing the piano to help the Emperor sleep, and let him come and sit in your palace."
Mu Xue seemed to have not heard her words, and said in a calm tone, "No need, I appreciate Concubine Mei's kindness."
"I also have good intentions, you just don't appreciate it."
Watching Concubine Mei leave, Mu Xue seemed to be talking to herself: "What's the point?"
She thought it would be enough to catch a glimpse of the emperor from a distance, or to stay by his side silently, but now she suddenly found that she couldn't stand it any longer.
She was tired after so many years, and it was time to let herself go.
And she has written down everything Yang Xin has done, and someone will hand it over to the emperor after she leaves.
The third prince looked at the expression on Mu Xue's face and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Mother, the soup is here. Drink it quickly to warm yourself up."
Mu Xue took the soup and drank it in one gulp, then raised her hand to wipe the corners of her mouth.
"Go and fetch the box containing my portrait."
The palace maid took the box over, put it on the ground and squatted down to open it.
The third prince approached the box, which contained his portraits.
"My Lady, do you want to see this portrait again?"
Mu Xue shook her head, picked up the candle next to her and threw it into the box without any hesitation.
The scene changed, and the third prince arrived at the emperor's bedroom.
He tried to go out and see Mu Xue, but his legs couldn't move.
Mu Xue could even burn precious paintings, and with the words he heard, it was obvious that he wanted to say goodbye to him or the palace.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Mei just went to Concubine Xue to claim that she was pregnant."
The third prince looked at "himself" sitting in front of the long desk with an indifferent expression, "Can she still get pregnant without me even touching her?"
While the two were talking, a young eunuch hurried in.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Xue committed suicide."
The third prince wanted to rush out, but he heard "himself" say indifferently: "Concubine Xue? Since she committed suicide, let's give her a good burial."
The tone seemed to say that the weather was nice today, so bland that the third prince wanted to slap "himself" in the face.
Tell "yourself" that what you have lost is the little girl you have been looking for and the person who loved you most.
But when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't open his mouth.
"It's snowing outside," the little eunuch exclaimed, "how come it's snowing before winter comes."
