Chapter 559 The Top of My Head Is Green

After a few days like this, after realizing that the emperor didn't seem to notice, Nalanmo found a chance to ask the little eunuch in the palace to hand her a letter.

Originally thought that the letter would be lost forever, but she unexpectedly asked him to meet at the back door of the prime minister's mansion.

There are only a few words in the envelope, but the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, not like a woman's graceful handwriting at all.

Holding the letter in his hand, he always felt that the handwriting was somewhat familiar.

After staring at it for a long time, he suddenly seemed to remember something, got up and went straight to the study, and opened the book that the emperor lent him to read last time.

The words "Returning to the Garden" on the cover were obviously written by the same person as the handwriting on the letter she gave him.

He pinched her letter, slightly dazed.

Is this "Return to the Garden" written in her hand?

And she can leave the palace?

Nalanmo didn't know the authenticity of this letter, nor did she know if it was really her who came to the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But he didn't want to miss this opportunity at all.

So on the appointed day, he didn't even go to the morning court and waited at the back door all the time.

For fear that someone would frighten her.

This day, he even ordered that no one else should enter or leave the back door, and his people were also lurking outside the back door, and if anyone came in or out from here, they would be blocked immediately.

It's because she's afraid that she will be afraid to retreat when she sees someone.

The wait is long.

From childhood to adulthood, Nalanmo never felt that time was so difficult.

Even if he was once lying on the sick bed, he could still enjoy the time while suffering.

However, this day, his heart has been going through in apprehension, worrying about gains and losses, even he himself can't believe that this is Nalan Mo who is cautious.

It's sunny now, at noon, the sun is so hot that even ants don't want to appear in the sun. Sprinkle some water on the ground and it will evaporate in a blink of an eye.

He was waiting in the guard room at the door. Even if the small room was filled with ice, it was so hot that he was sweating profusely. The people around him tried to persuade him to leave several times, but he sat there, staring at the room without blinking. At the window, there was no intention of leaving.

Maybe she will come the moment he leaves.

His idea finally came true.

In the eyes of the eyes, she was wearing a black skirt, and the long black veil hanging down from the bamboo hat almost covered most of her body.

Can't see her facial features clearly, can't distinguish her face.

But she came towards the back door gracefully and gracefully.

The moment she appeared from the corner of the street, he could tell at a glance that it was her.

is her!

He stood up abruptly and rushed out.

But when he reached the threshold, after taking a breather, he walked steadily and regained his former composure.

When she walked to the door, he just stepped over the threshold of the back door, stood there and smiled at her warmly: "Girl."

He stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, but she didn't move forward, but put her hand in his palm.

All the mental preparations he had made for himself collapsed at this moment, and when he pinched her hand, his heart also jumped wildly at this moment.

He didn't even dare to look at her, just walked in while holding her hand as if nothing had happened.

He heard her say softly: "My name is Guan Yue, you can call me Yueyue."

The word "Yueyue" has been tossed and turned in his heart many times, held in his mouth and wrapped around the tip of his tongue, although he didn't call it out, but he has called it countless times after thousands of turns.

It turned out that her name was Guan Yue.

What a nice name.

Her fingers were smooth and slender, as cool as jade, and his palm was hot, holding her hand, it seemed that the hot heart gradually calmed down.

He asked her, "Did you come from the palace?"