March seems to be the best time to say goodbye, with a long pavilion and weeping willows.
Just a few days after Cui Weizhen and his family returned to Beijing from Jingning, they had to embark on the journey to Mingzhou again. On the day of leaving Beijing, relatives and friends broke willows to say goodbye, and the ancient pavilion road was filled with tears.
Cui Zhiduan, who didn't know how to feel sad, couldn't help but shed tears when he faced the tearful eyes of his grandfather and grandmother. In the end, he was only willing to step into the carriage after a lot of coaxing from Aunt Cui and Ye Zhenzhen.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Zhenzhen reluctantly let go of Ye's father and Ye's mother's hands, and solemnly said goodbye to the two elders: "We'll see each other again. Mom and dad must take care of themselves."
Father Ye and Mother Ye burst into tears, and the earnestness and blessing in their eyes were already heavier than thousands of mountains and rivers, and weighed more than a thousand pieces of gold.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't dare to look anymore, so she could only solemnly say goodbye to her sister and brother: "Pengpeng, Dai Lin, my parents are leaving it to you."
"Sister, don't worry."
"We will write to you often."
There are so many parting words to say and I can’t finish them all, Ye Zhenzhen
In the end, under Cui Weizhen's repeated urging, Ye Zhenzhen finally turned around and got on the carriage without looking back.
The round wheels of the carriage were turning on the official road, the city gates and pavilions of the capital were gradually disappearing, and farewells to relatives and friends gradually turned into blurry dots. Ye Zhenzhen finally couldn't help but burst into tears in her eyes.
The carriage was gently opened, and the familiar cold fragrance invaded like cold snowy plums. Ye Zhenzhen's whole body relaxed and she leaned dependently on the visitor's arms, as if she could draw strength from it.
There is no sound here.
Cui Weizhen didn't speak, only comforted her with body language. After realizing that she was almost recovered, he suggested: "It's March in spring, and the flowers are blooming on the road. Would you like Zhen'er to go out riding with me for a spring outing?"
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Ye Zhenzhen understood his good intentions and smiled warmly: "Okay, I haven't ridden a horse for a long time, so I can relax my muscles."
Yupan was outside listening to the commotion. At this time, he quickly brought a basin of warm water to Madam to cleanse her face, and asked at the same time: "Do you want Madam to change into riding clothes?"
"No, that's all."
Although it was inconvenient to wear a skirt and jade hairpin, changing clothes was even more troublesome, and Ye Zhenzhen was too lazy to bother. She got off the carriage with Cui Weizhen, and the servants had already brought her beloved horse, Bai Xue, waiting.
Bai Xue has a good understanding of human nature, and when he saw Ye Zhenzhen, he neighed happily, and stepped happily with his four hooves like snow.
Ye Zhenzhen patted its head gently: "I have wronged you recently, let's have a good run today."
As a thousand-mile horse, Bai Xue is very humane. Ye Zhenzhen loves it very much and often rides it in circles. However, because of Ye Zhenzhen's pregnancy and confinement, Bai Xue has not run happily for a long time.
It seemed to understand, and it meekly stretched out its head and rubbed her palm. It was even more coquettish than Aunt Cui's Persian cat Xueer. By the way, Xueer also went to Mingzhou this time.
Ye Zhenzhen jumped on the horse and stood side by side with Cui Weizhen. There were two fairy-like figures riding on the two horses, one red and one white. This attracted the attention of passers-by on the official road, always feeling like they were walking out of a painting.
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Ye Zhenzhen gently stroked Bai Xue's head and smiled sweetly at Cui Weizhen next to her: "It's been a long time since I've run a horse race, how about we have a competition?"
Cui Weizhen smiled and nodded. The next moment, the fragrant wind flew away like a sharp arrow. He smiled softly, patted Hongyun's horse and chased after him.