After knowing that Jiang Feixue was crazy, Ye Wanwan stopped paying attention to the palace. She paid too close attention and was noticed by Zhao Yi, which was not good for her.
And there was no need for her to keep an eye on Jiang Feixue. After Concubine Li was restored, the one she hated the most was Jiang Feixue.
How could she spare Jiang Feixue after feeling the grievance of being grounded for half a year and the hatred of her son who almost died?
Even with the Queen Mother protecting her, Jiang Feixue could only pretend to be crazy, otherwise not only Concubine Li would cause trouble for her, but Leng Yunqing would be the first one not to let her go. After all, Leng Yunqing was the first victim and almost died.
The kind with two lives.
Now she can still hide under the protection of the Queen Mother by pretending to be crazy. Once she stops going crazy, these two people can cut off a piece of her skin on the spot.
Although killing Jiang Feixue was momentarily satisfying, it would have to bear the hatred and threats from the Jiang family and the Queen Mother. It would be better to just let Jiang Feixue go crazy and be in panic all day long, and life would be worse than death.
I wonder how Jiang Feixue feels about this feeling? When she was so domineering in the palace, jumping around and hurting people, did she ever think of today?
It has been less than a year since he entered the palace. In this year, he has done countless feats and harmed many people. But this person has done a lot of evil, and his retribution comes very quickly.
The weather is gradually getting warmer, and the sun is just right today, which is perfect for visiting old friends.
On both sides of the river embankment, there are green and thin willows. Ye Shaoyang seems unreliable, but he chose a good cemetery to bury people.
There was only a small mound, and there was no tombstone. It is said that when he found it, only a broken skeleton and some clothing materials were left. He didn't dare to leave any more, so he asked someone to find a thin coffin and quickly nail it, and he chose a place to bury it.
In my memory, the most reassuring shadow following behind me was only a pile of loess in front of me before I really understood it.
Ye Wanwan stood in front of her for a long time, with thousands of thoughts in her mind, and finally turned into a sigh: "dig!"
Digging a deep pit in front of the tomb, placing the box containing the purse, and then covering it with soil. Planting a few Ye You Tan around the tomb was the only thing Ye Wanwan could do for him.
After doing everything, pouring a jar of wine and burning a pot of paper money, watching the fire burn out, Ye Wanwan turned around and said, "Xiao Shenzi, I'm leaving."
They are just those people on the left and right. In the future, she will definitely avenge him along with him.
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Ye Wanwan didn't leave in a hurry, but walked forward along the river embankment. She didn't know how long she had been walking when she suddenly heard the sound of a flute and a lot of cheers in front of her. It seemed to be very lively.
Walking around a sweet-scented osmanthus forest, I saw a wind and rain pavilion full of people, all dressed as civilians. There were thirty or forty people inside and outside the pavilion. There were harps, flutes, flutes, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and wine.
Tea.
Some people played the flute to accompany the music, some splashed ink and waved their brushes, and some recited poems while drinking wine.
There are thin willows and red flowers all around, and the spring breeze brings the swallows home.
They are enjoying the spring scenery here, and at a glance, they are not the people in the scene. At least half of these literati will be officials in the court in the future, and will soon become the mainstay of Daliang in the future.
The flute ensemble's sound is passionate and public, unique to the scholarly spirit of a young man, and the meaning of the music is clear and refreshing.
However, those ministers in the court almost never touched the piano music. Firstly, their minds were full of distractions and they had no leisure time. Secondly, their hearts were so muddled that they could not play the music.
And she... wasn't much better.
He plucks the strings with bare hands and does not know the meaning of the piano.
Ye Wanwan raised her hand to brush away the willow leaves in front of her, and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, the person opposite noticed her and hurried over: "Girl, girl, stay!"
Ye Wanwan stopped and turned around.
The person who came looked like he was about twenty years old. He was dressed in blue and white cloth, with no decoration except for a simple purse around his waist, and his hair was only tied with a satin ribbon of the same color.
He has a delicate and upright appearance, with two freckles on his face. He is not handsome, but he is pleasing to the eye, especially his eyes, which are clear and transparent.
"Girl, when I see the girl stop and listen to the music, I must be someone who knows music theory. We all come from poor families and have limited knowledge. I wonder what the girl has to say?"
Ye Wanwan found it funny: "Do you want to listen to my opinion, or are you looking at the girl's house to strike up a conversation?"
The straightforward words made the scholar blush immediately: "You are so abrupt as a young man, so don't be surprised if you invite a girl."
Ye Wanwan glanced behind him. Those people all looked over, but they didn't come to disturb him as if they were watching a good show.
"Where are you from?"
The scholar straightened his mind and posture: "Xiaosheng Yin Xuan is from Wenze Mansion. Behind him are fellow students from the same hometown, as well as scholars from all over the world. We met by chance and we went out together for an outing in the early spring."
After Yin Xuan finished speaking, he looked at the clothes on Ye Wanwan's body. They were all the same white clothes. The clothes he wore today were the best among all the clothes. The others had been washed until they turned pale, but Ye Wanwan's white clothes were shiny.
At first glance, it looked like the fabric was too expensive for them to buy.
She was obviously a young lady from a wealthy family, so she immediately became very cautious: "Girl, if you don't mind, you can come over and sit with me."
Ye Wanwan shook her head and didn't even notice. If it weren't for his shy and reserved look, she would have thought he had ulterior motives.
"I am a girl, and you are a group of men. Do I still need my reputation?"
"Ah?" Yin Xuan suddenly realized, and he was even more embarrassed.
Ye Wanwan laughed: "Well, I won't tease you. Even if we meet you, just take it as fate and go get a piano."
Yin Xuan reacted very quickly this time and ran to get the piano, but the piano was not his. For this reason, he had to bend down and beg others, and finally brought the piano over.
The spirit bird behind Ye Wanwan stepped forward and took the piano, took out the handkerchief and wiped it before handing it to Ye Wanwan.
There happened to be a stone table next to her. Ye Wanwan placed the piano on the table, wiped her hands, relaxed for a moment, and slowly lowered her fingertips.
The strings of the piano fluctuate, and the mountains and rivers gurgling, like high mountains and flowing water, and streams gurgling, and like stormy waves and rapids.
The quality of Ye Wanwan's piano skills depends on her mood. She gave this song to Yan Chen.
The mountains are high and the rivers are long, so leave it alone.
The sound of the piano drifted away, and everyone in the Wind and Rain Pavilion looked over. Many people were walking towards this side. The spirit bird stopped Ye Wanwan three steps away, preventing anyone from getting close.
After playing the song, she received a group of people's admiration and admiration. Before they could praise her, Ye Wanwan stood up, bowed slightly, and left with the spirit bird.
A well-dressed and elegant scholar asked Yin Xuan: "Which family is this girl from?"
Yin Xuan scratched his head: "I didn't ask."
The man was so angry that he slapped Yin Xuan on the head: "You are stupid!"
After saying that, they hurriedly chased forward, thinking of asking for her name, but before they could get very far, two guards blocked their way with swords: "Stay!"
A group of people were shocked. This guard looked like he had good martial arts skills. He was accompanied by a maid and was protected by guards in the dark. She was not just a girl from a wealthy family, she was also a high official, and even more so a member of the royal family.
"Quickly... Yin Xuan, you have seen what that girl looks like, right? Quickly draw it..."
Yin Xuan was stunned: "She is wearing a veil."
"You can also draw it."
Yin Xuan hesitated: "Isn't it bad to draw portraits of others without permission?"
"If there's anything that can't be drawn, I'll draw it first so I can find someone to do it."
Looking for someone? What if you find such a noble girl? Is it possible that you can still fall in love with commoners like them?
At first glance, that girl is extremely smart. Do you think she is a wealthy lady they just want to trick?
Although he disagreed, Yin Xuan still wrote. He did not dare to have wishful thinking, but if he could know his name, it would be enough.