In the Capital City, the warmth of summer has already unfolded step by step, only in the courtyard of the Prime Minister Estate, does it seem like the chilliness of late spring still remains.
A figure dashes into the inner courtyard in flying manner, like a shadow flashing by, a spear obstructs the crescent doorway, the guard’s neither cold nor warm voice sounds extremely mechanical: “Halt at the inner courtyard, not free to enter.”
The person incessantly gasps for air, his face already flushed red, speaking disjointedly: “There……there’s news of Madam.”
The always calm guard reveals a look of pleasant surprise upon hearing this, thinking to himself, the arrival of Madam’s news, should also end the Prime Minister Estate’s days of suffering, after little hesitation, he withdraws the spear, unable to help but blurt out the question: “Is it really news of Madam?”
Desperately panting for air, the person can only frantically nod his head.
“Quickly go in.” The guard reveals a rare smile, immediately giving entry.
The person suddenly summons up all his energy, once again starting to run inside, loudly crying out: “There……there’s news of Madam.”
The summer atmosphere at once flies into the Prime Minister Estate courtyard, the estate livening up, this past month, the dead silence caused by Prime Minister Lou’s depression and rage has been broken by this shocking news that came so suddenly……
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A leisurely breeze passes through the study room in the Prime Minister Estate’s inner courtyard, spurring the glass bell hung on the eaves to emit a clear ringing sound, the lingering charm sways leisurely, whilst a scene of still silence falls upon the room, the emptiness of the glass bell leaving the room filled with a refreshing sigh.
Dressed in luxurious clothing, an elegant and handsome looking man sits in front of the desk, his eyes conceals coldness as he attentively looks at the letter on the table, tightly pursed lips adding a bit of chilliness to his warm and gentle face, right hand clenching onto a string of black pearl earrings, although not a word is spoken, his entire being is shrouded in an air of breath-taking dignity.
The man who delivered the letter stands beside the desk, despite the beads of sweat lining his forehead, he actually feels a burst of chills, not daring to make a move to wipe his sweat, only afraid that the slightest movement would cause him harm due to the cold imposing air surrounding the young prime minister sitting behind the desk.
Lou Che tightly clenches his fist with the earring in hold, a slight coolness can be felt within his hand, making its way straight into his heart, and even pulls through his deepest layers of thoughts……
The first time he had seen her wear this earring was at the end of the year, such unique enchantment like some sort of luminous shine flowing colourfully, leaving all who have seen her with an unforgettable memory, right now the earring has already returned, yet she is still separated by thousands of li away, thinking up to this point, the strength in his hand unconsciously increases, once again glancing over the letter on the table, he lightly sounds a cold scoff, a monstrous rage taking over his heart.