MTL - Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort-Chapter 8 Prince Osamu Pei

After adapting to the dazzling sunlight and seeing the person in front of her eyes, Yu'er's legs softened immediately, and she fell to her knees.

"Mr. Prince, Your Highness ..."

The man standing in front of us is tall and long, with a white coat like snow, and looks like a peerless figure in the sun. His face is as clean as a crown, especially those clear eyes, like the quietest lake in the world. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and a radian of a smile was sketched out, and the whole person exuded a temperament like a jade.

He was Pei Yuanxiu, the prince of the dynasty.

Yuer, kneeling beside him, was so stupefied that I didn't know how long he had stood outside and how much he heard. The words just said by Yuer were more than ten times dead!

When I heard this, I was nervous.

We knelt on the ground like this, listening to the approaching footsteps, and the snow-white placket slowly appeared in front of my eyes, a gentle voice sounded above my head: "Get up."

I helped Yuer and slowly stood up.

Pei Yuanxiu looked at Yu Er shivering and said, "What's your name?"

"Slave, slave howl, called Yuer."

"Yuer? You don't seem to be a maid in the cabinet."

I glanced at him and immediately said, "Yuer is here to help the slaves sort out the contents, and it's finished now, Yuer, you should go back."

After that, I secretly squeezed her with my hand, Yuer realized that, and immediately bowed down and said, "The prince has no other orders, and the slaves will retreat." .

Pei Yuanxiu watched her vanishing back disappear at the door, then turned to look at my frightened face, and seemed to smile, but said nothing, but turned around and walked to the bookshelf, and I hurried to follow, watching him lift up Hands, slender white fingertips slowly scratched across the bibliography, but after searching for a long time, they did not take down a book.

I thought about it, and found a copy of The Thirteen Classics from the bookshelf on the other side.

He glanced at me, smiled slightly, and took over the book.

In fact, Sang Qing just said that the cabinet is a place where "birds don't shit", which is not all right.

When Yao Yingxue was dispatched to the Cabinet, there really wasn't anyone here all the year round. I got used to it after a long time, and I often secretly took a book to look at it. After all, I learned some words and looked at ancient books. It's better to sit alone in a daze.

One day two years ago, when I was flipping through a collection of poems, the door was suddenly opened.

It was Pei Yuanxiu who walked in.

I can still remember that he was dressed in white and slowly walked in from the sun, as if the gods were descending from the earth, and the immortals were in the world. All the descriptions of the immortals in ancient books were less than one tenth of his size.

He came here to find a rare ancient book, and it happened to be a book that I had only read, so he effortlessly found it on the bookshelf and gave it to him. I seem to remember taking it from my hands. At the time of the book, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He's been here ever since, and I'm quietly on the sidelines.

However, he never said a word.

At this moment, the cabinet was still as quiet as usual. He lowered his head and slowly read the book. I stood next to him and looked up at him quietly.