Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As night arrived, Liu Rushuang stood over the balcony. Looking at the waning moon, murmuring softly, “What are you doing right now, Ze? Do you miss me? Just like how I miss you…”
***
At the Dark Moon Palace of the Beiming imperial residence, Han Moze was sitting in the hot spring again, with everything around him freezing up.
He was resting his eyes, and there was no telling if he was asleep or awake.
After a while, he whispered, “Shuang’er, when are you coming back? I need you to melt me, because my heart only turns into frost without you. It doesn’t beat, and I’m no different from ice.”
As the temperature in the chamber plummeted again, the sounds of teeth chattering could be heard—the two eunuchs on duty outside were shaking in the cold.
“Fatso, when do you think Her Majesty would come back? The Dark Moon Palace is almost frosted over entirely after she left, and look: there’s even a thick layer of ice over the doors, and if this goes on, we servants would die freezing even if his majesty doesn’t.”
“I-It’s… so… cold…”
“Fatso, are you so cold that you can’t talk now? Why can’t a fat man like you deal with the cold when a skinny man like me could!?”
“W-W-What do you mean, I-I-I can’t talk? I-I-I’m just not bothered! H-H-Her Majesty would definitely come back tomorrow!”
“How did you know?”
“I-I-I’m just guessing!”
***
As night arrived, Liu Rushuang and Little White Flower were resting on a large bed.
“Milady, shall we travel around for a few more days?”
“You don’t want to go back to the palace?”
“No. His Majesty would definitely steal you from me if we go back.”
Liu Rushuang pinched Little White Flower on the cheek and smiled. “What if I want to go back?”
Little White Flower frowned and replied miserably, “No, don’t go back… His Majesty would definitely keep you to himself. I tried to visit you so many times back at the palace, but the chambermaids would always stop me! They always tell me that I am not allowed in if His Majesty is there.”
Amused, Liu Rushuang pinched her cheeks again and smiled, “You’ll have new playmates soon, Little White Flower!”
With that, she looked longingly down at her own belly, and reached out to stroke it.
Curious, Little White Flower touched her belly as well, and soon exclaimed in surprise, “Milady, the baby inside is moving! I think he wants to come out… you must hurry and let him out!”
Liu Rushuang could not help laughing at that. Lying on the soft bed while feeling the lives inside moving, she flatly said, “Sleep now, Little White Flower. I’ll visit more places with you tomorrow.”
Little White Flower cheerfully snuggled up to Liu Rushuang, closed her eyes and slowly dozed off.
On the other hand, Liu Rushuang had a hard time sleeping. She usually dozec off in the tight embrace of that man, and it was comfortable despite his ice-cold chest. Without that enveloping hug, she felt like she was sleeping over a cloud. It was simply unsettling.
She became more obsessed with personal gains or losses the deeper in love she was with that man. Ever dissatisfied, she would always try to get his attention.
It was a love beyond cure. She would never survive without him.
***
Both Han Moze and Liu Rushuang were thinking about each other at the same time, albeit at different places.
The still moon and the cool night was hence painted with several degrees of melancholy.
