Ye Li nuo's head buzzed as she listened to this voice. It was as if she had forgotten everything around her. There was only the sound of the wind in her ears and the fragrance of peach flowers in her nose.
In a daze, the figure of Empress Yunde, Yun Ruoxi, and Noble Lord Narong, Narong Yeche, flashed before ye Linuo's eyes.
What Ye Li nuo saw was their figures under the peach tree.
Flower petals also fell on the two of them. The Empress Yun Ruoxi seemed to be saying something to Narong Yeche.
After speaking for a while, Yun Ruoxi carefully reached out to grab hold of Narong Yeche's sleeve. However, Narong Yeche moved forward, preventing Yun Ruoxi from grabbing his sleeve. Then, Narong Yeche bowed slightly to the Empress and left.
Only the Empress, Yun Ruoxi, stood there alone. Her figure exuded a sense of loneliness and desolation.
After an unknown period of time, Yun Ruoxi squatted down gently. She buried her head in her arms and seemed to be crying.
