âI have a person I like very, very much.â
The moonlight shined down on her cute, white face. She looked up like she was about to cry and it still came down in the end.
âThen the person you like is in the palace?â Luo Qing Chen tentatively guessed.
But Le Meng immediately gave her an answer and she knew her guess was right!
God......In this large palace other than Ning Wei Han, wouldnât the only other man be......
âBut heâs going to marry someone else!â
Le Mengâs sudden words made her completely overthrow her last thought.
It wasnât Ning Wei Han, it wasnât a eunuch, there was only.....
âHe is an imperial guard?â
âXiao Qing is so powerful!â Le Meng had a look of admiration in her eyes, she had actually guessed so accurately.
âSo, tell me your story!â Luo Qing Chen knew that the best thing she could do right now was just listen.
Le Meng and Yi Shou were childhood friends, they had been happy growing up together.
When she was twelve, Yi Shou had told Le Meng that he would definitely marry her.
When she was fourteen, Yi Shou entered the palace and became a first class guard with the martial arts his master had taught him.
That year, he had written a letter to Le Meng to tell her to wait for his wedding carriage.
When she was sixteen, Le Mengâs mother was seriously ill. Yi Shou came out of the palace and his eyes were filled with despair.
When she was seventeen, Le Meng had spent all her family savings for her mother. When she thought that she would lose her mother, someone had brought a box of silvers which Yi Shou had sent.
When she was eighteen, which was this year.
Le Mengâs mother used the best medicine and she slowly recovered, but Yi Shou had stopped contacting her.
She heard that he would be marrying the young miss of the Song Family.
She was bitterly waiting for another chance to meet, but she couldnât wait any longer.
The promises of their youth became todayâs game. Le Meng wasnât willing, so she entered the palace.
âThe Song Family young miss, minister Songâs daughter?â Luo Qing Chen slightly knit her brows. The Song Family had always had power in the court.
âUn, Song Ning.â She nodded with a smile.
Without knowing why, seeing her smile like this filled her heart with pain.
âDo you think that I will have a chance to see him again?â Seeing that Luo Qing Chen didnât say anything, she turned to look at her as she asked this.
After a while, she said, âYou definitely will!â
Just like how she would definitely see Ning Wei Han!
But everything in this world was indeterminate, how could she be so certain.
Seven days later, all the flowers in the back garden had died.
Her group was kneeling in front of minister Huan and maid Zhi, feeling quite confused.
They heard that the flowers of the back garden were beautiful in their bloom, how did they all die after a few days?
The system didnât lie, if it wasnât destiny, it was manmade.
She looked up to minister Huanâs side to see Ruan Yuan Yuan standing there with a smile. There was no need to guess that she was the one who did it!
âAs the most lowly maids, you.....you actually did something like this!â Maid Zhi had heard their nonsense and angrily picked up the board to start beating them!
âDo you have anything to say?â Minister Huan narrowed her eyes as she looked at Luo Qing Chen.
Naturally she knew what happened to the back gardenâs flowers, but the palace was a world where the strong eat the weak.
There was no so-called justice, only the wise and unwise.
Luo Qing Chen knit her brows. When she wanted to say something, Le Meng came in front of her.
âEverything was my idea, my sisters arenât related at all!â She stood there with clear eyes, even though her fingers were trembling.
After all, she was still afraid......
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