"That was discussed with Ying Suyu." Li Xizhou tilted his head to glance at him, "Think carefully, it doesn't contradict."
Pei Ye slowly nodded.
A person's true inclination within, the things they decide to do, the face they show to close ones, indeed can be contradictory, over and over again.
"At that time, when my mother was pregnant with me, Yue Muzhou accompanied her with a sword. It was that period people said Yue Muzhou was close to the Empress, wielding his sword at Zichen, moving unimpeded through the palace, almost becoming a new noble in Shengjing. But in reality, their friendship wasn't from then, it was already deeply rooted long before that time." Li Xizhou reminisced, "Of course, that was also the last phase of their friendship."
"Later, as you know, on the ninth day of the third month, the Bright Moon's Thorn happened, the Qilin Blood event surfaced, and the situation took a steep downturn."
Pei Ye did not speak for a while.
