Gong Che……

  Gong Yimo couldn’t explain what she was feeling inside, but this scene seemed to overlap with her last life. It was the same winter banquet, the same scene.

  She was actually quite fond of Gong Che’s warm jade type of beauty, so that was why she had been so reckless when she met him in her last life. But he also thought her that you can keep someone by your side just by giving wishfully. That’s why she fell that low and made such a vow.

  Gong Che’s eyes seem to fall on Gong Yimo almost instantly, and the fierce impact he felt within himself was something only he knew!

  He hid the deep eagerness and longing underneath his eyes and with just one glance, he no longer dared to look anymore and turned directly to the empress.

  “Mother Empress, it is this son’s unfiliality for this long parting!”


  Then, he knelt down to the empress. At this moment, as if everyone had just woken up from a dream, they all got up and kneeled to the crown prince!

  Holding back tears, the empress picked him up personally and said.

  “It’s good that you’re back. Don’t go anymore now that you’ve returned!”


  Gong Che also responded with emotion. “I won’t go anymore. In the future, this lowly son will serve at my mother’s knee, never traveling far anymore!”


  “Very good!” The empress nodded repeatedly. Having thought of something, she then asked, “Have you gone to see His Majesty?”


  Gong Che patted her hand and said, “Don’t worry, Mother, Father Emperor knows I’m back.”


  After reassuring her, he turned around, his black robes swerving with the wind, and he smiled to the crowd behind him.

  “Since this is a banquet, there is no need to be so polite. Please rise.” His voice was still gentle as it was back then, but now, he wasn’t the same precarious prince anymore.

  “Thank you, Your Highness—”


  Only then did everyone get up. Many of the more daring girls even stole glances at his face. At that, they were all full of amazement and envy at Su Miaolan’s good fortune!

  Gong Che had really become a different person, like a cracked open ore of jade after a round of carving and polishing, the entire air about him seems to have raised in level, unfolding his beauty from within.

  A simple jade hairpin held his ink-black hair together and he was wearing a black cross-collar robe with a loose belt around his waist, making him appear slender and poised.

  He was clearly very casually dressed, yet he didn’t look ungroomed. This non-flamboyance couldn’t be any more suitable for him.

  There was a gentle warmth in his delicate brows and his entire being was like a warm breeze, revealing his own unique style.

  Everyone’s eyes were on him, yet his eyes were on Gong Yimo.

  Only at this moment did Gong Yimo stand up and raise a cup of wine to him, smiling.

  “Imperial Brother, we meet again.”


  When Gong Yimo smiled, that aggressive beauty was instantly diluted by an all-encompassing atmosphere so that everyone could only marvel at her beauty and splendor, not feeling any hint of threat.

  But at this moment, her smile brought a slight tinge of bitterness and emotion. For a moment, she hoped that none of them had grown up.

  A single smile was enough to bewitch Gong Che, it felt like his heart was beginning to run berserk again!

  His Mo’er has grown. As he expected, she was devastatingly beautiful, calm, and noble. How he regrets not being able to witness her growth for himself, and yet how he rejoiced at these changes.

  “Mo’er……”


  It was as if his voice was hidden beneath the tip of his tongue, the gentleness of it almost felt palpable! Yet deep marks dug into his palm from his nails. He did not show it on his face, but god knows how hard he was trying to endure!