These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Perhaps in this way, everything will be reconciled.

There is no collision between reality and dreams, no distant ideal.

It's nothing more than a mirage, something that can never be realized, something that won't even be touched, yet you get a glimpse of.

She smiled, squinting her eyes, the firelight dim.

A figure in the darkness drew closer and closer.

She seemed too weak to lift her head, yet she was indescribably happy.

But she felt that none of this was real.

Until little by little, like the gradually brightening stars, they appeared before my eyes.

He flicked his finger and gently tapped his brow.

The young empress raised her head, her smile warm.

He lowered his head, his gentle demeanor as warm as the rising sun.

"You... really like to show off."

Tears streamed down the young empress's face.

She said softly.

"Didn't you leave?"

He smiled and lowered his head.

"Wouldn't it be too lonely if I couldn't see your performance?"

Yes... that would be too lonely.

Like the moon in the night sky, uniquely lonely.

Like myself in this deep palace, high above, yet there is no longer anyone I can confide in.

31. The crime of deceiving the emperor!

She wanted to fall asleep, but hesitated to do so.

Those light-colored eyes, like amber filled with a spoonful of light, gazed at the boy's face.

His smile was gentle, and his calm expression gave people a sense of peace.

She liked this sense of security. She understood from the beginning that everything around her was a product of power and desire. Those who flattered her, those who attacked her, and those who were two-faced were all inextricably linked to her interests and her status.

But only he, the only one, is an existence that transcends all these things. Even meeting him is the most praiseworthy yet indescribable miracle in my life.

He's so good, so good that I don't want to miss a single glance, for fear that if I miss that one look, he'll disappear from my sight.

What connects these two seemingly unrelated lines?

Ye Bingluan remembered the sentence he had mouthed but hadn't said that day.

"It is truly a wonderful thing for you to become emperor."

At the time, I thought it was his sarcasm, but now it seems that he had seen through the truth long ago.

Just as she had hoped, he did not enter the palace and left everything to her to handle from beginning to end. This was good... good enough that she could be sure that she was not just a pretty face.

But now, Ye Bingluan finds it somewhat ridiculous. What's the point of a vase anyway?

Would he be happier than the woman who always stayed obediently by his side?

Not necessarily...

The sun envies the moon's solitary elegance, while the moon envies the sun's boundless radiance.

Because she is now high above and all alone, she envies their idyllic life of a couple living by the stream and bridge.

"Still won't go to sleep?"

Wei Tu looked at the woman in front of him with amusement, seeing her weak appearance as she clutched the blanket. She had been putting on a brave face just moments before, but now that she saw him, she seemed to be on her deathbed.

Wei Tu was all too familiar with this kind of tactic, but his virtue lay in seeing through it without revealing it.

It's on the same level as neither refusing nor taking initiative.

Ye Bingluan hummed in agreement, her amber eyes shimmering with a captivating light.

"Yeah, you disappeared after I slept with you."

"I'm not a dream, of course I'll still be here when you wake up."

Wei Tu comforted him, saying that perhaps he wouldn't leave so soon, and that some things needed to be clarified.

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back?"

Ye Bingluan's eyes lit up with a hint of joy, as if she couldn't hide her excitement.

Wei Tu nodded and bent down to help the young empress cover up the corner that had been leaked.

Then he said, "There's no rush."

"Then...won't your little wife be angry? Won't she urge you to go back? Women are all jealous, I know that, especially a woman like me, she definitely will..."

"Boom."

Wei Tu gently tapped the empress on the forehead.

He rubbed his temples, looking somewhat helpless. "I'm trying to think of you, but all you're thinking about is stirring up trouble, isn't it?"

Lacking the strength to make any large movements, Ye Bingluan just looked pitiful and shrank back, seemingly wanting to be fierce to the boy but unable to muster the courage.

All I could say weakly was, "No... I was just worried about you, after all... um? Where is she? She's not here?"

Wei Tu smiled as he watched her suddenly look around.

"What are you up to, sneaking around like that? She's not here right now. I need to meet up with her later, so you should get some rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

At this moment, the young empress, who had been acting suspiciously and secretly observing something, suddenly stood up, pouted her red lips, and leaned close to the face of the boy who was very close to her.

But Wei Tu, who had been watching her the whole time, couldn't give her that chance. He gently poked her forehead with a finger.

They forcefully pressed the young empress, who had little strength but had made a great decision, into a chair.

Ye Bingluan glared angrily at the boy.

How could you do this?

Why can't I do this?

Wei Tu countered with a question, his finger gently poking at the girl, as if he had grasped her vital point, holding her firmly in his grasp.

Ye Bingluan thought for a moment, her cheeks puffing out slightly.

"I... faced a great calamity and barely escaped danger, can't you... give me a break?"

"No."

The boy smiled and said.

"You...have a heart of stone!"

"Yes, it's harder than the sword in my hand."

He continued to smile.

Ye Bingluan clearly felt that the boy was just toying with her, but she was helplessly caught up in it, stubbornly arguing back and waiting for the next sentence.

"You might as well drive me to my death! You'll be satisfied if I become the first emperor in history to die of anger!"

"Hahaha……"

Wei Tu couldn't help but laugh, and then Ye Bingluan realized that the force between his eyebrows was increasing, not that he was going to poke his forehead with his finger.

Instead, he got up and covered himself with his body.

His face drew closer and closer, and the sound of my own heartbeat grew clearer and clearer, like the sound of a fisherman's drum, like the torrential rain falling little by little into a muddy pond.

Drip, drip, drip.

Dewdrops are dripping from the eaves.

Listen...

The grass is growing.

It wasn't mud that splashed up, but clear water droplets.

Everything made a sound, even though the heavy snow had stopped, but he finally came close to me.

"You did a great job, better than I ever imagined."

So he gently placed it on his lips, as if letting a snowflake fall into his palm, or letting a light bird leave its feather on his shoulder.

They separated as soon as they touched, and Ye Bingluan didn't even feel anything more.

So just as Wei Tu was about to get up, she once again chose to overexert herself, but this time she felt no pain.

Rather, I felt genuine joy in every single moment of taking action.

She wrapped her arms around the boy's neck, and then, with almost all her strength, she kissed him fiercely.

She pressed her lips against his, her movements still very immature, trying to pry open the boy's teeth.

Wei Tu thought about it carefully and realized that this was the first time he had been treated like this... So this is what it feels like to be forced?

However, his eyebrows twitched, but he still did not choose to push the young empress away.

Let her own lips, between her own teeth.

Wei Tu recalled a piece of opera he had heard when he was a child, called "Nezha Conquers the Dragon King".

The muddle-headed storyteller vividly described the scene of a little boy fighting the Dragon King in the sea, making the audience feel as if they were there.

Wei Tu is now thinking that he is this sea, and he has encountered a female Nezha.

Time slowly passed, and Wei Tu felt that it was about time, so he reached out but couldn't pull her down, so he pushed her from his chest.

But I was unexpectedly struck by the woman's stunning figure...