"No need to look. She definitely won’t be waiting in the sa place for us."
"But..."
"Deputy Envoy Xiao will protect her," he said slowly, "Even though Doctor Lu holds so biases against us at the Palace Front Office, please believe that the selection of the Palace Front Office is not solely based on looks."
Lu Tong: "..."
Damn it, how did he know what she was thinking.
Pei Yunng let out a light laugh, his hands resting on the railing as he watched the people strolling below.
Behind her, lovers passed by the railing, whispering sweet nothings to each other with deep affection. Lu Tong thought for a mont and then asked him, "Does Vice Envoy Xiao have feelings for Sister Yunshu?"
Pei Yunng paused, then suddenly turned to look at her, surprise flickering in his eyes.
"How do you know?"
His reaction made Lu Tong surprised for a mont too.
"Every ti I visit the Palace Marshal’s Mansion, he looks at as if I owe your Palace Marshal’s Mansion silver. But when he looks at Yunshu... "
Lu Tong pondered for a mont, "It’s as if he owes Yunshu silver."
Pei Yunng couldn’t help but laugh: "Why does it always involve owing sothing?"
Lu Tong continued, "All the way here, he also stayed by Yunshu’s side."
"Is that all?"
Pei Yunng smiled, speaking carelessly, "Then I owe you too, for I’ve also been protecting you all the way. What do you say?"
Lu Tong was startled, her heart suddenly racing.
A vast expanse of moonlight spilled over the city like a lake, transforming into countless lively stars when it hit the ground. Below, the lights were bright and the crowd was full of laughter, and he looked at her, his smiling eyes seeming to hold a secret tenderness.
In the midst of the noisy crowd, everything seed far away for a mont, and the night turned silent.
Not until a figure brushed past behind Lu Tong, bumping her shoulder and jolting her back to reality from her brief daze.
"Stargazing" was popular among the n and won, and the jasmine fragrance wafted as the ladies gently waved their fans.
Yet it was not as crisp and refreshing as the orchid musk on him.
Lu Tong composed herself and changed the subject.
"If Vice Envoy Xiao likes Yunshu, why not tell him?"
Looking at Pei Yunng, it seed he acknowledged Xiao Zhufeng’s feelings. However, from what she saw at the birthday celebration today, Xiao Zhufeng was evasive and silent, even in walking, he just silently followed behind Pei Yunshu, showing no initiative.
Lu Tong didn’t understand. Pei Yunshu had already divorced and was no longer Princess Wen. If Xiao Zhufeng was fond of Pei Yunshu, why wouldn’t he just tell her outright?
Pei Yunng glanced at her, "You really are straightforward."
"Is there a need for beating around the bush?"
He sighed and, seeing her rare interest in matters other than revenge, turned around to lean against the railing. After pondering for a mont, he said, "Because he has concerns."
"What concerns?"
"Many," Pei Yunng said indifferently, "Family background, temperant, the future. Maybe he worries that my sister simply does not like him."
Lu Tong couldn’t understand.
She said, "Vice Envoy Xiao doesn’t seem like the type to be so hesitant and cautious."
She wasn’t familiar with Xiao Zhufeng, but from the few encounters she had with him, she could tell that this man was cold and rigid, like an iceberg that wouldn’t lt for thousands of years, not one to agonize over trifles.
The Xiao Zhufeng that Pei Yunng spoke of felt like a stranger, soone else entirely.
He chuckled, his tone light, "No matter what kind of person, once bound by emotion, they all fear gain and loss."
These words sounded sowhat lancholic. Lu Tong looked at him and blurted out without thinking, "Would the Marshal also be bound by emotion?"
He did not speak.
Under the persistent night of Yujing, the distant silver river flowed. The Magpie Lamps under the eaves made a rustling sound in the wind. Pei Yunng leaned against the carved railing, the fleeting light slanting across the young man’s brow and eyes. That handso, sharp face, when silent and unsmiling, revealed a captivating severity.
It was just a casual question, but the one who should answer was silent, rely looking at her for a long ti without uttering a word.
Amidst the gentle evening and gorgeous night, the city was filled with the fragrance of sweet osmanthus, and the carved railing depicted colorful mandarin ducks in pairs.
In the profound silence, he gazed steadily at Lu Tong and, after a long while, said softly,
"It feels close."
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