"This kind of beautiful looks, that kind of beautiful looks, Qianlu, let's move as much as we can."

Wushuang stood in the imperial garden and directed Qianlu to move the potted plants she thought were good-looking.

Facing the beam of light, what King Jin saw was this scene.

Wushuang rolled up her sleeves and was bent down to pick up a pot of flowers. Her face was filled with a bright smile. The brightness and warmth were something he had never seen before.

The steps under his feet couldn't help but hesitate.

I wanted to leave quietly, but why did I meet her here?

In this way, the attachment in his heart will unconsciously expand.

"King Jin? Why are you here too? Come and help me move flowers." Wushuang looked up and saw him, waved at him, and asked him to join the flower movement camp.

The three of them returned to Fengyi Hall and piled all the flowers in the yard.

Wushuang clapped his palms: "It's much more beautiful now."

Looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction, the yard had been cleaned and cleaned. She also specially made bricks to build a small flower bed, which was planted with grass. The green corner also made the whole yard look much more vibrant.

"Wushuang, since you have returned to the palace, and the emperor has returned the golden seal to you, you can also consider changing the palace to live. This place is really shabby."

King Jin frowned and stood in the yard and said seriously.

He wore a black long gown, making his already slender figure look increasingly slender. The eyes on his beautiful face were as gentle as jade, and there was a slight sigh on the corners of his lips.

"Forget it, I'm used to living here."

Wushuang shakes his head,

"I can't stand it if I suddenly change places."

Looking at her entangled expression, King Jin laughed silently.

After not seeing each other for several months, she is still so lively and will still show the most heartless smile in front of him.

But how long can this purity last?

Is a place like the harem really suitable for her to survive?

The struggle between women is the most cruel and ruthless battlefield in the world.

"Wushuang, I will leave the palace tomorrow." King Jin sat on the stone table in the courtyard, picked up a fruit on the table and threw it into his mouth. It was extremely sweet, but for some reason, there was always a faint feeling of depression in his heart. Is there really something he can't let go of in this palace?

"You want to leave the palace?"

Wushuang blinked and thought of the subtle relationship between him and Concubine Chen, and couldn't help but feel a slump.

Did King Jin choose to escape from the palace to escape to that impossible love that could not bear fruit?

In fact, from another perspective, Qiluo has so many women. If these two people truly love each other, it would not seem impossible to ask Qiluo to give Chen Fei to him. After all, Qiluo still cares about King Jin.

"King Jin, don't have any burden in your heart. In fact, some things are better if they explain clearly." Wushuang was excited and held his hand and felt the warmth conveyed by these hands. "Is it a pity that you gave up before you even fought for some things?"

King Jin blinked innocently, not understanding what she was talking about.

"You don't have to be embarrassed. I accidentally bumped into what happened that day."

Wushuang smiled,

"But I really didn't expect it would be you."

"What happened on that day?" King Jin became even more confused.

Wushuang knew in his heart that she secretly followed her and ran into her that day, and King Jin didn't know that she was following her.

"Well, one day, I saw you and Concubine Chen who was dressed as a eunuch."

She looked around and confirmed that no one else was present, then she lowered her voice and whispered.

King Jin looked shocked and looked at Wushuang in disbelief.

"So I know everything about you. Although this matter seems difficult, it is not completely impossible. You are like brothers and sisters with the emperor. Maybe the emperor will give you Concubine Chen to you when he is happy? You don't have to leave the palace so pessimistically."

Wushuang continued to persuade, without paying any attention to the slight change in King Jin's face and his constant denial.

"Wushuang, don't say it anymore. My relationship with her is really innocent. Don't you believe me?"

King Jin waved his hands repeatedly in a hurry.

"She is the concubine of the emperor's brother. How could I have any inappropriate thoughts about her? You saw it clearly that day. Is it really me and Concubine Chen? Could it be that you saw the wrong person?"

Wushuang looked at King Jin's serious expression and thought in his heart whether it was because King Jin felt that it was important and refused to admit it when he died?

That day she could see clearly that the woman was Concubine Chen, and that man was indeed King Jin.

But the person in front of her showed such an innocent look, which made her unable to help but believe that there was really no love between him and Concubine Chen, but the meeting between the two was real.

What connection will be between them?

"Maybe I've really read it wrong."

Wushuang tilted his head and said softly. King Jin then breathed a sigh of relief, but a look of pain flashed through his eyes.

"By the way, when will you come back to the palace?" Wushuang looked fascinated by his departure. Therefore, when asked about these words, he was quite reluctant to let go. After all, this King Jin is one of the few people in the palace who care about her. Even if he was in front of her, he did not fall in love with her, but everyone has secrets, right?

Didn’t she hide the fact that she is not the real Shangguan Wushuang, and has always lived here as her?

"Maybe I'll never come back."

King Jin murmured,

"This is the best choice."

When he said this, he raised his head slightly and stared at the clear blue sky.

He was still escaping, but he didn't know what he was escaping.

Wushuang didn't want to ask too much, but just sat quietly with him.

"Wushuang, you are back here again. I don't know if you should be happy for you or feel sad for you." As he stood up, King Jin looked at her eyes, and a smile flashed through his eyes, "Here, open and hidden arrows, it is hard to defend against anything. You need to take every step forward. What makes me most worried about the world is this gorgeous palace."

"Thank you."

Wushuang smiled at him,

"Actually, it's not as terrifying as you think. It depends on what kind of mentality you face it. Besides, it's also fun to have someone accompany you to fight wits and courage every day."

"Maybe your personality can really adapt to this place."

He reached out and patted her shoulder gently.

"Since this is your decision, I hope you will become the best queen of the Great Good Country."

Wushuang raised her eyebrows, Queen?

She won't sit in this position for too long, these false names are not what she wants.
Chapter completed!