After Guyu, the army set off from southern Xinjiang and returned to Beijing.

Sun Fuzhi originally wanted Fu Mingjue to take a carriage back to Beijing, but it was too conspicuous and would easily arouse suspicion, so he had to ask Jiang Zhou to protect him to prevent others from seeing any clues.

Along the way, Fu Mingjue rarely talked to anyone. Except for Ji Youhuai who occasionally discussed things with him, no one came close to him.

Since I lost my sight, my ears have become extra keen. Even if I can't see the other person, I can still tell where he is standing and talking to me. Although I don't know the other person's expression when he talks, at least he won't look like he did last time.

Something in the wrong direction.

The return trip was not as urgent as the arrival, and Fu Xiuyun did not emphasize in the imperial edict that he needed to return to the capital as soon as possible, so the march slowed down a bit.

But in the final analysis, Sun Fuzhi was worried about Fu Mingjue's injury and insisted on slowing down.

Fu Mingjue thought he was making a fuss, but he still silently agreed.

As for the reason?

Of course it was because he said: "Your current blindness is only temporary, but if you don't care about your body, it may lead to permanent blindness. If the princess sees you like this, she will probably become blind in her heart."

After Fu Mingjue heard this, he looked away coldly, but there was no light in his eyes.

Sun Fuzhi knew that he had compromised.

When the army passed by Hengzhou, there happened to be a peach blossom forest on the other side. At that time, it was the end of March, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom. Large areas of pink spread to the top of the mountain, like a dream, and even the fragrance of peach blossoms floated in the air.

Fu Mingjue sat on the shore for a long time, his eyes falling on the peach blossom forest opposite. Although he couldn't see anything, he still looked at it for a long time.

Sun Fuzhi looked at him from a distance and sighed leisurely: "The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shu River beats the mountain stream. The red flowers fade easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's worry."

Jiang Zhou didn't understand the elegance of literati, so he muttered to himself: "Why are you still reading poetry when you are doing so well?"

"It's just that I suddenly felt emotional when I saw someone who was missing someone." Sun Fuzhi raised the corners of his lips slightly and left with a flourish of his sleeves.

Fu Mingjue didn't seem to hear his ridicule and was still sitting by the river. Although he couldn't see the gorgeous peach blossoms, smelling the fragrance of the flowers, he seemed to be able to see the beautiful person like a peach blossom.

He once promised Ling Youyao that he would return to Beijing before the peach blossoms faded, but now that the peach blossoms have not faded, he can't see them anymore.

That day at Xuanyue Temple, he pretended to be attracted by Ji Wuyue's fragrance to lure her into the net. Sun Fuzhi expected that Ji Wuyue would not give up easily, so he made complete preparations in advance, but he didn't want to let her get it in the end.

hand.

Although Ji Wuyue died, Fu Mingjue did not get any benefit from her.

If Jiang Zhou hadn't given Fu Mingjue the Hundred Poison Pill in time to force the poison out of his body, the consequences would have been more than just blindness.

In fact, the Holy Maiden Party had been eradicated long before the Qingming Festival. However, Fu Mingjue was unconscious at the time, and Sun Fuzhi was worried that the news that he was poisoned and injured would cause unnecessary trouble when he returned to the capital, so he stopped him and sent him back for the time being.

Excerpts from Beijing.

Ji Youhuai knew that Fu Mingjue was injured and unconscious, and that there were still many escaped rebels in southern Xinjiang who had not been killed, so he agreed with Sun Fuzhi's approach.

Fu Mingjue lay down for half a month and didn't wake up until the Qingming Festival.

Everyone only knew that Fu Mingjue was injured while chasing Ji Wuyue, but they did not know that he was blind at this time.

Fortunately, there was no wind or waves along the way, and the army finally arrived in the capital on April 19th.

When he left Beijing, the people saw him off with great force. Now when he returns to Beijing, the people greet him with cheers.

Fu Mingjue rode his horse and walked at the front of the queue. Hearing the cheers in his ears, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he left Beijing that day. It's been three months. I wonder if the peach blossoms in the palace are still there?

I wonder if the people who said they were waiting for him to come back are also looking forward to the fall of their peach blossoms?

The news that the army was returning to the court today had reached Ling Youyao's ears two days ago.

She originally wanted to go to the palace gate to greet him, but the first thing Fu Mingjue did when he returned to the capital was to meet the emperor. Even if she went, she couldn't talk to him, so she simply stayed in Chonghua Palace to wait for him.

Although she did not write to Fu Mingjue during these days, Jiang Liu must have told Fu Mingjue about her being trapped in the palace.

Before Chen hour, Ling Youyao began to sit in front of the bronze mirror and meditate. She sat there until six o'clock, but still didn't move.

Seeing her sitting there since morning, Yin Zhu suddenly remembered that today is the day of the army's triumphant victory, and couldn't help but smile: "Princess, you have been sitting all morning, why don't you first think about what you should wear to see the prince today?"

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Speaking of this, Ling Youyao suddenly came back to her senses, "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten it."

With that said, he walked towards the back room.

When things suddenly happened while she was staying in the palace, Manager Li sent someone to bring her commonly used items, but there were only a few sets of clothes. Fu Xiuyun rewarded her with two pieces of fabric for her honesty in staying in the palace.

, but if the clothes are not cut, they can only be piled in the corner to gather dust.

Ling Youyao stood in front of the cabinet and picked for a long time, and finally took the light pink dress.

Others always say that she is similar to Ling Qingwei, but Ling Qingwei has a beautiful and elegant appearance. From a distance, she looks like a graceful lady. But Ling Youyao is a bit more delicate, with bright black almond eyes, slightly raised lips, and a single face.

I feel pretty when I apply lipstick.

Yin Zhu tied two pearl flowers on her hairpin and said with emotion: "The princess is now sixteen, and the childishness on her face has receded a bit. It's a pity that she can't have a good birthday this year if she stays in the palace."

"It's just a birthday," Ling Youyao thought it was nothing. "It happens every year anyway, so I don't care about this year."

"You have a big heart"

"It's not good to be too petty." She looked in the mirror, and after seeing that everything was fine, she got up and walked out, "It's almost time, and the prince should arrive at the palace by now."

Yin Zhu glanced at the sky and said, "It says it's noon, so it should be soon."

The sky outside the hall is slightly warm, and the crabapple under the eaves is swaying slightly in the breeze. The flowers are light and gorgeous, with a faint fragrance.

Perhaps it had been too long since they had seen each other, and Ling Youyao was a little nervous at the moment. She knew that Fu Mingjue had followed His Majesty to the Chengming Palace, but was standing far outside the Chengming Palace, but she did not dare to step forward.

Seeing her frowning in thought, Yin Zhu teased: "Princess, are you nervous?"

Ling Youyao looked a little unnatural, pretending to be calm and said: "Nonsense, I was just thinking about how to interrogate the prince when I see him later on why he hasn't written to me these days."

At this time, the wind was blowing, blowing down the fragrance of flowers, bringing a very light laughter.

He said: "It's a cross-examination... Then I have to think carefully about how to answer so as not to make you angry."

Ling Youyao followed the sound.

But she saw him standing in the boundless spring scenery, dressed in black clothes like jade. He looked at her with a smile, and his pair of ink eyes were even deeper. The spring light in the sky could not fall into his eyes, only that touch was more delicate than the peach blossoms.

The figure fell alone into his heart.
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