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Chapter 22 Invitation Letter

Mo Hun. A name that seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it. In Xing Ruyun's image, it seemed to be a thing. He also remembered that his father talked about it when the three siblings were young, but he couldn't remember it.

She got up. She didn't know what Luo Baitao was looking for, but she always felt weird in her heart.

"Miss, miss." Qiu Yun barged in carelessly.

"Qiuyun, really, how could you be so rash and not even knock on the door? It's really getting more and more unruly." Xing Ruyun was a little angry, but actually she was shocked.

Qiuyun scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Sorry, miss, I was so excited. Do you know who came just now?"

"Who made you so excited?" Xing Ruyun picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"She is the maid beside the fourth princess of Northern Xinjiang."

"Pfft!"

"Miss, you are so dirty." Qiuyun took out a handkerchief and wiped the water from his face, "Look, you are more excited than me."

"Sorry, but what is it?"

Qiuyun took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Xing Ruyun, "Miss, this is it."

Xing Ruyun took it and opened the envelope. Inside was a light pink invitation. On the back of the invitation was printed the symbol of the Northern Xinjiang royal family, Bei Gong.

It seems that there will be no fakes, Xing Ruyun thought to himself, and opened the invitation:

Walk like clouds

It will be my princess’s birthday in a few days. I want you to come and attend. If you don’t come, you will look down on me. If you don’t come, I will personally arrest you. I have many things to discuss with you.

You must not disappoint this princess

Beijiang Zhiqing

It seems that this time there is no chance of success, and I may not be able to come back intact. But it is impossible not to go. If I don't go, she will definitely come to visit, and Qiuyun and Yuci will also be implicated.

Xing Ruyun frowned unconsciously, "Miss, what's wrong? What was written in the letter?"

"It's nothing. Qiuyun, I'm going out in a few days. You and Yuci will stay in Moyan Pavilion."

"Why, miss, can't you take me and Yu resigned?"

"You forgot, there is a patient at home, and the journey is far away. I don't know when I will come back. You and Yuci, just stay at home."

"Oh, the lady has to go early and come back early." Qiuyun pouted, obviously angry.

Qiuyun smiled, touched Qiuyun's head, and said: "Good Qiuyun, miss, I will take you out next time. If I take you without Yuci this time, you will say that I am partial, so just go with me."

Yuci, please stay at home."

"Oh, it's Miss. I'll prepare your things for you to go out."

Xing Ruyun smiled happily and patted Qiuyun on the shoulder. Qiuyun shrugged and left.

"I'm sorry Qiu Yun, I can't let you go in this muddy water. If something happens to me, I'll leave it to you. You have to take good care of Yu Ci and Jiang Xue."

Soon it was time to set off. Xing Ruyun got up early in the morning. She tied the ink knife left to her by her mother to her arm and the auspicious cloud jade pendant left to her by her father in her waist.

All the silver needles used were coated with hemp powder one by one and placed in the secret pocket of the sleeve.

Later, Yu Ci came over and she combed Xing Ruyun's hair. Xing Ruyun held Yu Ci's hand and said, "Yu Ci, I've been gone for several days and no one can comb my hair."

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"Miss, if we didn't have to take care of Miss Jiang Xue, Qiuyun and I would have gone with you."

"Yes, but Jiang Xue is more important. I promised my brother to take good care of her. Qiu Yun is not sensible yet, so you have to take good care of her."

"Hmm." Yuci picked up the formal dress that the lady had already chosen from the hanger and said, "Miss, let me change your clothes."

"Yu Ci, thank you for your work."

Without too many words, the master and servant cooperated with each other silently. Xing Ruyun's heart was full of joy, and Yu Ci's heart was full of sincerity.

"Miss, that's it." Yu Ci put down the last ribbon and raised her head to look at Xing Ruyun. For some reason, the lady today is more and more beautiful.

Xing Ruyun walked to the bronze mirror, nodded with satisfaction, then picked up a brush and applied a light layer of rouge on his face to cover up the paleness of his face.

"Let's go." Xing Ruyun opened her red lips and said to Yuci. Yuci nodded, took the young lady's hand and left the room.

Outside the Mo Yan Pavilion, Qiu Yun had already prepared a carriage. When he saw the young lady coming out, he hurriedly greeted her, "Miss, you are so beautiful today. The carriage has been packed long ago. Remember to bring Qiu Yun and Yu Ci with you when you go to Northern Xinjiang."

What a gift!"

"Ha! Got it, Miss, even if I forget myself, I will never forget you." Xing Ruyun got into the carriage with the help of Yu Ci and He Qiuyun. After she was done in the carriage, she opened the curtain,

He said to the two beauties: "Okay, come in quickly. It's very cold now. Don't get frozen."

"Miss, I understand, you have to be careful and take care of yourself."

Xing Ruyun nodded, lowered the curtain, and the carriage started to move.

Indeed, winter has come now. After this year's snow falls, it will be eleven years since I was separated from my parents and family. Rushui, where are you now? My sister misses you so much...

In the distant palace of Northern Xinjiang, a white pigeon landed in front of the window. It turned its head around and pecked at the rice grains on the window sill. Suddenly, a sharp arrow flew towards it. Without too much struggle, the white pigeon died.

The archer took off the paper tied to the pigeon's feet and threw the pigeon off the window sill.

It opened the note, and the four words "Wan Qi Gone" were written on it. It smiled slyly, destroyed the note, then turned and walked into the room, disappearing behind the layers of tents.

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Attached are Bai Juyi’s words:

Flowers are not flowers

Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist.

Come at midnight and leave at dawn.

How long have you been dreaming of when you come?

Going like a morning cloud leads nowhere.


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