Gu Lan rubbed her eyes, her heart pounding like thunder, and slowly spoke: "I think..."
Rong Heng gazed at her without blinking, his eyes serious and gentler than the moon: "Hmm?"
"I think I'm really deaf!"
After saying this, Gu Lan took off running.
"Gu Lan!"
Rong Heng called out, chasing after Gu Lan.
Gu Lan turned a deaf ear, and even left behind her fiery red cape as she ran.
Rong Heng's eyes were deep, his lips pursed as he chased after her, until finally, he watched as she disappeared into the night. Dejected, he stopped, bent down to pick up the cape on the ground, and gently held it in his arms.
A layer of black mist seemed to cloud the depths of his eyes with grievance.
Gu Lan went back.
Instead of returning to Xiefang Palace, she left the Imperial Palace overnight.
Originally she had been taking a walk with Rong Heng, wanting to ask whether that witch doctor from the Wei Country was reliable, but now she hadn't even had the chance to ask anything.
