The iron guards of the Ninth Prince's Mansion finally found the man who injured the princess, but it was already a dead body. However, the two thousand imperial guards guarding the Ninth Prince's Mansion still had no intention of evacuating.
As usual, Bai Ye went to court in the morning. After returning from court, he went to visit Princess Lian Ruoshui. The rest of the time he stayed in the study. Occasionally he went to see his concubine Yan Na and Mrs. Yingying of Chenxiang Garden. There were two thousand imperial guards outside. It seems as if they are really the guards guarding the Nine Princes' Mansion.
And all of this, Luo Zhiyi didn't care. She was very satisfied now. After Bai Ye solemnly confessed his love that day, he lifted her restraint. Although she was still not allowed to leave the house, Luo Zhiyi still expressed his wish. She was very happy. However, besides her little girl Jin He, there was also the cold-faced guard behind her. No. Only then did Luo Zhiyi realize that this man who always held a sword was not a palace guard. Because she heard Uncle Qi calling him "Mr. Wei", Luo Zhiyi was extremely curious about his identity and couldn't help asking. However, he never said much and just followed her like a shadow. After she returned to Zhiyi Pavilion, he He just disappeared. However, Luo Zhiyi knew that that person must be somewhere she didn't know.
Although she was quite helpless towards the shadow master Luo Zhiyi, it did not affect her plan at all.
Because Bai Ye was becoming more and more attentive to her.
The entanglement that time really eased the relationship between the two. Although Luo Zhiyi no longer wanted him to get close to her, she was not as distant from him as before. He knew that she still had feelings for him. But if she was willing to give him a chance, he would never let it go again.
The first sale of smoke and water has attracted tens of thousands of households. The west wind blows thousands of willow branches.
In the past, Princess Lian Ruoshui's favorite place, Wanchui Pavilion, has now almost become Luo Zhiyi's exclusive place. She comes and sits for a while every day, watching the misty waves on the lake. Luo Zhiyi lets his mind wander, until he wanders too far. Jinhe whispered from behind that the prince was here. Luo Zhiyi took back his words and thought deeply. However, he stood leaning against the railing without any reaction.
Bai Ye lifted up the gauze and stepped in. He raised his hand and waved Jin He away. And Wei Xun, who was like a shadow, really turned into a shadow.
In Wanchui Pavilion, only the graceful back and the burning eyes are left.
After a while, Luo Zhiyi turned around and glanced at Bai Ye. He sat back behind the table and gently raised his hand to hold the teapot. The tea poured into the cup, filled with light fragrance and floating gently. Bai Ye's fatigue from the past few days suddenly disappeared. The tension faded and the tense nerves relaxed. He walked to Luo Zhiyi and sat down.
Luo Zhiyi pushed a cup of tea in front of him. He said nothing and looked at him quietly.
Just one glance, but Bai Ye felt that his heart suddenly calmed down. He felt extremely relaxed. He couldn't help but close his eyes and gently smelled the faint fragrance of tea in front of him. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Luo Zhiyi looked coldly at the smile he showed with his eyes closed leisurely. A dark light slipped quietly in his eyes. His fingers trembled slightly. The tea suddenly rippled a few times. In an instant, it returned to the waveless mirror surface.
Bai Ye opened his eyes. "I haven't relaxed like this for a long time." He picked up the tea cup and started drinking.
"People always like to look for trouble." Luo Zhiyi said coldly. He stood up and walked to the piano table on the side. The Jiuxiao ring pendant was filled with light and brilliant luster.
Seeing that she was so interested today, Bai Ye also became happy and planned to listen attentively.
Luo Zhiyi ignored him and sat down quietly. Ruyu's fingers pressed the strings. His eyes lightly swept over Bai Ye, and then he turned to look at the sparkling lake outside.
The sound of the piano rises. The spring breeze drizzles. The grass grows and the orioles fly. The gurgling water. Under the peach blossom tree. Fall in love at first sight. Get married as a couple. Travel together. Appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers. Enjoy the gentle wind and warm sun together. In front of the Yuelao Temple. Eachother's vows. .Inseparable from life and death...Suddenly, there is an iron horse. The wind blows across the yellow sand. War flags are hunting. The swords are shining. The blood is flowing across the earth. The corpses are piled up. The soul will not return... Under the peach blossom tree, the beautiful woman is haggard. Silently waiting and looking forward to it. Sitting alone at the end of the world. Soul-breaking cold night...
How many people have fought in ancient times?
The lingering sound faded away, but Bai Ye felt sad in his heart. He had been in the military camp since he was a child. Over the past ten years, he had fought countless battles on the battlefield. One general was so successful that thousands of bones withered. How many couples parted ways forever. How many mothers and children were separated by yin and yang... Luo Zhi The pleasant sound of the piano made him sad. A sigh of relief filled his chest. "Zhou Yan, bring me some wine."
After a while, Zhou Yan brought the wine in and then withdrew happily.
Luo Zhiyi looked at Bai Ye frowning. The piano played again, but it was still a sad song. It was a song about missing her parents and relatives. After listening to it, Bai Ye felt more and more sad. She missed her parents and relatives. But .But he didn’t know that she was already separated from them. The distance of life and death between him and Luo Zhiyi was something he could never cross. What should he do?
The wine made him sad. After a few drinks, Bai Ye actually felt a little dizzy. He couldn't help shaking his head violently. Luo Zhiyi looked at two red clouds floating on his handsome face. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The sound of the piano slowly became lower. Go down.
As the sound of the piano disappeared, Bai Ye also lay down on the table, still holding the wine glass tightly in his hand.
Luo Zhiyi looked at Bai Ye who was sleeping, with a dark look in his eyes. He stood up and walked to Bai Ye's side. He wanted to take off the wine glass in his hand. However, he held it too tightly. She didn't take it out at once. Instead, it seemed like As if disturbing Bai Ye, he grabbed her hand. She struggled for a moment, but he held her tighter, muttering something in her mouth.
Luo Zhiyi frowned and called Zhou Yan in.
When Zhou Yan saw Bai Ye like this, a look of surprise appeared on his calm face that had not changed for thousands of years.
"My lord, have you not had a good rest these past few days?" Luo Zhiyi asked lightly. It was unclear whether he was concerned, but Zhou Yan still nodded honestly.
"Help the prince go back and rest. It's too cold here. It won't be good if you catch the cold." Luo Zhiyi said and gently raised his hand, signaling Zhou Yan to help pull Bai Ye's hand away.
However, what surprised Luo Zhiyi was that Zhou Yan did not pull it open. Instead, Bai Ye tightened his grip. The pain made Luo Zhiyi gasp with a "hiss" sound, as if he heard Luo Zhiyi's words. It sounded like a cry of pain. Bai Ye gently relaxed a little.
Luo Zhiyi felt a headache and frowned deeply.
"Let's help him back first." In desperation, Luo Zhiyi had no choice but to give up and break free from his grasp.
To Luo Zhiyi's surprise, Zhou Yan sent Bai Ye to the study.
"How did you send the prince here?"
"The prince has always lived here." Zhou Yan told the truth without any concealment. He understood best the involvement between Luo Zhiyi and Bai Ye. Only he could see Bai Ye's friendship for Luo Zhiyi from beginning to end. The clearest. Even clearer than Bai Ye himself.
Luo Zhiyi was slightly surprised. He was excited in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. "Don't the prince and the princess live together?" Luo Zhiyi asked again doubtfully.
This time Zhou Yan did not answer. After helping Bai Ye to the bed, he stood quietly aside.
Luo Zhiyi was held tightly by Bai Ye. He could neither stand nor sit. He was extremely helpless. "Watcher Zhou, please help me bring a chair in."
Zhou Yan looked at the hand that was tightly held by his master. He felt a little helpless. He quickly moved a chair and put it in front of the bed.
Looking at his master sleeping soundly on the bed, Zhou Yan had no choice but to retreat silently. At this time, it was not suitable for him to stay here any longer.
After the sound of closing the door, another quarter of an hour passed before Luo Zhiyi raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sneer. He leaned close to Bai Ye's ear and whispered softly.