Aboard the carriage, they headed directly to the Prime Minister's Residence. Having arrived at the West crossing, they suddenly heard someone outside say: "Xianzhu, Liu Yu shi's carriage had overturned, we have to take a detour."
Bai Zhi lifted the curtain and saw the chaos outside with the said horse carriage in the middle of the road and frowned: "Xiaojie, we should take a different road."
Gongzhu's residence was in the outskirts of the Capital. The sky had turned pitch black. They must quickly return to the residence. Li Wei Yang glanced up at the sky and said: "Then take the detour route."
Li Min De had never been so solemn. His appearance was exceptional. At the moment, the carriage was only illuminated with a single candle. Under the flickering light, his extraordinary appearance seemed flawless as his shadow swayed.
It occurred to Li Wei Yang that the youth before her seemed a bit distant, if not unfamiliar.
The first time they met, he was only a small, weak child, but now she had a strange premonition. It was like the Li Min De before her was only a shadow of his true self, something she had yet to understand as well.
Li Min De looked up to see Li Wei Yang staring at him and was startled.
Li Wei Yang saw his surprise and smiled.
Li Wei Yang's complexion was delicate, and the emotions flitting across her face had a trace of the springlike clarity of the Jiangnan landscape. Although it could not match Li Chang Le's beauty, when Wei Yang smiled, her dimples appeared and made her smile even lovelier. She had clearly experienced many hardships, but her smile was clear as the blue sky after the rain, as if the unpleasant times had never existed. Suddenly, Li Min De was left speechless.
Li Wei Yang asked: "Who did you meet today?"
Li Min De was taken aback. He immediately asked: "Meet who?"
Li Wei Yang did not pursue the question. She paused in thought before taking a jade hair piece from inside her sleeve. She removed the ornamental piece from Li Min De's head and gently replaced with the jade piece for him.
"It's your birthday today, have you forgotten already?"
Li Min De was momentarily surprised before cherishing the jade piece on his head, his fingers grazing past the jade as he asked: "Is it really?!" He had an impeccable memory, once he had seen something, he would not forget it, yet he could not remember his own birthday.
Li Wei Yang's gaze was unclear. A while later, she began to say: "You see, time passes in the blink of an eye. You are a year older now." She thought he was wholeheartedly dependent on her and believed every word she said, but she did not know when he began to keep many more secrets than she did.
One could hear a secondary meaning in her words. Li Min De was conflicted on whether or not he could tell her and trembled as he said: "If I could, I'd be willing to go back to the way things used to be." Those words were sincere and from the bottom of his heart. He did not want Li Wei Yang to misunderstand, but the way things were now, he did not want her to worry either.
Seeing his reluctance to tell the truth, Li Wei Yang softly sighed: "You must be tired. Close your eyes and rest. I will wake you up when we arrive."
Li Min De trembled. Li Wei Yang was always close to him and had never been so indifferent with him. The tone of her voice was reserved and solemn. He took a deep breath and bit his lip as he turned away, quietly saying: "I know you blame me." There was a trace of loneliness on his face.
Li Wei Yang's gaze softened, she suppressed the worry from the bottom of her heart and gently replied: "I don't blame you."
Li Min De curled up, shifting away from her, his expressions pale as a corpse. Li Wei Yang saw that his jade hairpiece was crooked and instinctively reached out to fix it for him like she would in the past. Li Min De abruptly raised his head, his eyes bright red and determined: "There's something I want to tell you!"
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The Princess Wei Yang
Historical FictionOriginal Name: Princess Wei Yang/ Concubine's daughter is Poisonous Original Author : Qin Jian Genre : Drama, Mature, Josei, Romance This is not my own work, so I give full credits to original author and eng translators... Life is unpredictable. H...