Li Yun left quickly. 'Does this mean he won't come to the restaurant looking for me anymore?'
Ming Lingyi wondered.
Perhaps people were just strange. She had once hoped Li Yun would never think of her again for the rest of his life. It was for the best that they had parted ways, each to their own. In this lifetime, she would never follow him back to that cold, lonely Imperial Palace to be trapped like a prisoner for the rest of her days.
But now that she had actually seen Li Yun, and watched him leave so decisively, Ming Lingyi couldn't help but unleash a silent torrent of curses at him in her mind.
When she heard about Li Yun's decree ordering the entire Dayan Dynasty to eat cold food for the first ten days of the New Year to pray for the late Empress, she had actually thought she held a special place in his heart.
But now, it seemed she had been overthinking things.
