"Madam, madam, can you open the door?" Yuzhu said anxiously outside. Wuxun had locked himself in for a day and a night, without eating, drinking or saying a word.
Wu Xun hugged the clothes she made for Ji Mingnan and lay on the table. Her tears had dried up. What was echoing in her mind were all the moments between her and him. His love and favor for her in the past ten years, "Ji Mingnan
, you big liar." She slowly raised her eyes, looking happily at the face that appeared in front of her, with a smile like the moonlight, "Xun'er, don't sleep here, you will catch a cold."
"Anan, you're back." Wu Xun looked at Ji Mingnan in surprise. He was about to reach out and touch him, but it turned into nothingness. Wu Xun was startled and shouted, "Ji Mingnan!" When he woke up, he was still in a familiar room.
It's just that there is no familiar person, only the piece of clothing on the table, which has his familiar smell, she is alone, slumped on the chair, in a trance.
Overnight, all the pear blossoms in Pear Blossom Residence that had remained undefeated all year round withered. Wu Xun slowly opened the door that had been closed for a long time. The people guarding outside were startled and rushed forward, "Miss..." Qing Ruo looked at you a little.
The haggard Wu Xun didn't know what to say. Wu Xun glanced at her indifferently, then turned to Dan Zhu and asked, "Where is Xi'er?"
"Yuzhu is taking care of her." Danzhu replied. Wu Xun nodded, looking at every corner of Lihua Ju, and finally sat on the steps, "You all can go out, I want to be alone."
"But, miss..."
"Get out!" Wu Xun said sternly. Danzhu and the others looked at each other and retreated outside the courtyard door. "How is my sister?" Ye Xiu'an came behind the two of them at some point. Danzhu said worriedly, "She is still the same.
It looked like he was willing to let himself out of the room."
Wu Xun looked at the withered pear tree, and the whole garden was desolate. Suddenly he raised his eyes and seemed to see a familiar figure under a pear tree. She slowly raised her hand, but did not dare to touch it, as if it would break with a touch.
"I buried a few jars of fine pear blossoms under the pear tree in front of me. I can dig them out and drink them this time next year." A familiar voice sounded in his ears. When Wu Xun turned around, he saw Ji Mingnan smiling gently at him.
, he pointed at the pear tree, Wu Xun smiled, and just as he was about to hold his hand, it turned into nothingness in an instant.
"Ji Mingnan!" Wu Xun was shocked. He stood up and shouted toward the yard, "Ji Mingnan, can you come out?!" He stepped back and bumped into a strong chest. Wu Xun was delighted, "Anan!"
What caught his eye was another face with sharp edges. Wu Xun hurriedly exited Song Hanzhuo's arms, "Why are you here?"
"Ye Fuxun, how long do you want to keep pretending to be stupid! Whether it's Ji Nanbei or Ji Mingnan, he is already dead!" Song Hanzhuo reached out and grabbed Wu Xun's arm, forced her to look at him, and said coldly, "Ji Mingnan, he gave his life for
Did I just let you ruin yourself like this while you were still alive?!"
"No!" Wu Xun broke free from Song Hanzhuo's shackles and Xiesi said with all his strength, "I am Wu Xun! Not Ye Fuxun! He is Ji Mingnan, not Ji Nanbei!"
"The person Ji Nanbei rescued was Ye Fuxun, not you Wu Xun!"
"Ji Mingnan's wife is Wu Xun, not Ye Fulun!" Wu Xun raised his head and looked at Song Hanzhuo, his eyes filled with pain, "Why? Why?" Wu Xun's eyes darkened and he fell into Song Hanzhuo's arms.
Xuezhai.
Ye Yili pushed the door open and went in. Princess Luoan thought it was Qingyun and hurriedly hid the playbook in her hand. When she raised her head and saw it was Ye Yili, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Aunt, you
Why are you here?"
"The weather is getting hotter and hotter. I know you are suffering from the heat, so someone specially sent you an ice tray." Ye Yili waved his hand, and two boys came in carrying the ice tray. They opened it and saw that there were
Some chilled fruit.
"My aunt is still kind to me." Princess Luoan put her arms around Ye Lili's shoulders and said coquettishly, "Aunt, you don't even know that I'm almost bored to death." As she said this, she picked up Yu Qing and took out the grapes from the ice bowl.
The cold feeling in her mouth made her narrow her eyes in satisfaction.
Ye Lili looked at her appearance and smiled fondly, "Don't be greedy, be careful not to be bad for your stomach." Then he took the plate further away and asked, "Why haven't you seen Sister Qingruo recently? She went
Where?"
"I don't know either." Princess Luoan couldn't move her eyes away from the plate of grapes, "I heard from Aunt Yun that she followed Mrs. Ji to Yaoyu Valley."
"Mrs. Ji?" Ye Yili asked doubtfully, "What Mrs. Ji?"
Princess Luoan took the handkerchief beside her and wiped her hands and said, "She is the wife of the owner of Yaoyu Valley, the Mrs. Ji who treated me. Strangely enough, this Mrs. Ji looks very much like my mother.
, I almost thought it was my mother who came back."
"Are you saying that Mrs. Ji looks very much like your mother?" A bold idea suddenly burst into Ye Yili's mind, "Do you know which season it is? But Mrs. Ji from Heziji?"
"No." Princess Luo'an shook her head, "It's Ji who is young. I heard that her husband's family is a generation of miracle doctors, and he even entered the palace to detoxify the fourth prince."
"Su'er, have a good rest. My aunt suddenly has something to do." Ye Yili left in a hurry. Princess Luoan looked at Ye Yili's hurried back with confusion, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Then she saw Ting Lan lifting the curtain.
Walked in and asked, "Is Aunt Ruo back?"
Tinglan shook her head and said, "Aunt Qingruo hasn't come back yet, but she did write a letter to Aunt Qingyun. After reading the letter, Aunt Qingyun left in a hurry."
"Do you know the content of the letter?"
"How could this slave know?" Ting Lan gently untied Princess Luo'an's gauze and applied cool ointment to the wound. Yu Qing walked in in a hurry. Princess Luo'an frowned slightly, "How could you even
Why are you so anxious?"
"Princess..." Yu Qing said with a bitter look on his face, "His Royal Highness is here."
"What? Ouch..." Princess Luoan was startled and pulled at the wound. The pain made her gasp for air. She grabbed the quilt on the bed and covered her body. "Why is he here? Tell His Highness the Crown Prince about me.
I just took medicine and rested."
"It's too late." Before Yu Qing could finish her words, a purple figure stepped in. Princess Luoan closed her eyes and started pretending to sleep regardless.
Ting Lan hurriedly greeted him, "I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Has your princess fallen asleep?" Song Yulian's eyes fell on the grape skins she had just eaten. Ting Lan said bravely, "The princess has just applied medicine and fallen asleep."
Looking at the person who was breathing a little unsteadily on the bed, Song Yulian's eyes flashed with a smile, and without exposing her, she said, "Then I won't bother you." After saying that, she turned around and walked away.
Princess Luoan secretly opened one eye and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the person was gone, "I was scared to death."
"Princess, why are you so afraid of His Highness the Crown Prince?" Yu Qing asked puzzledly, "I think that although His Highness the Crown Prince seems a little unkind, he is still very good to you."
"You still have the nerve to say that." Princess Luo'an stretched out her hand and knocked Yu Qing on the head, "What do you know? Who is Song Yulian? Today, His Highness, the Crown Prince, is above one person and below ten thousand people. He is with you like a tiger.
Do you understand? Besides, I am scared when I see his iceberg face. What's more, Aunt Ruo has told me not to mess with people I shouldn't mess with in the capital, and His Royal Highness is the person I shouldn't mess with the most!"
Ting Lan smiled and said nothing, pulled the confused Yu Qing out, and said in a low voice, "From now on, don't tell the princess anything about His Highness the Crown Prince. What does His Highness the Crown Prince think? We, the Princess,
It's a semen, she naturally understands it, so she will put out all the thoughts that shouldn't be in your mind."
Yu Qing scratched his head and whispered, "I'm not doing it for the sake of the princess."
As soon as Ye Yili arrived at the Yongyi Marquis Mansion, the housekeeper welcomed her out and said that the old lady of the Dong Mansion was ill and asked her to go back to the Dong Mansion. Although at first the marriage was arranged for the sake of Prince Ziling's Mansion and Ping Le.
The Marquis only agreed because of his reputation, but after so many years, their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had less time to get along with each other, and naturally there were fewer conflicts, so Ye Yili suppressed her thoughts for the time being and asked someone to prepare a carriage and go to Dong's Mansion.
"Hey, isn't this the Sixth Prince? It's so rare. Why are you still in the capital?" Wen Yan leaned on the railing on the second floor boredly, and at a glance he saw Song Hanqing in a bright blue brocade robe, holding a handful of white jade.
The bone fan walked on the street in an extremely coquettish manner, attracting countless girls to turn their heads, and even provoked the two girls upstairs to flirt with each other.
Song Hanqing looked up when he heard a familiar voice. He looked like a swinger and said with a smile, "I heard something strange today. Miss Wen from Mingyue Pavilion also came out to solicit customers."
Wen Yan was not annoyed after hearing these frivolous words, and smiled lightly, "Then the prince is here to patronize the slave's business."
Song Hanqing moved the folding fan in his hand, tapped his toes, and landed in front of Wen Yan. The white jade fracture fan gently lifted Wen Yan's chin, and Meng Lang said calmly, "Then how does Miss Wen want me to take care of your business?"
"
"Scoundrel!" Wen Yan stepped on Song Hanqing's shoes hard, turned around and walked in. Song Hanzhuo looked at the envious and jealous eyes of many women in Baihua Building opposite, and followed him in with a frivolous mouth.
"Guess who I met two days ago?" Song Hanqing sat in front of Wen Yan in a familiar manner, holding a cup of tea in his hand, speaking fragrantly, raising his eyebrows and smiling.
"Guess whether I will guess or not." Wen Yan rolled his eyes angrily at a certain prince who was showing off his secrets. He was obviously a noble young man with a gentle breeze and the moonlight, but he looked like a cynical and libertine.
Song Hanqing was not annoyed and stopped trying to be pretentious. He said calmly, "I met your ex-husband Mr. Ye. He galloped past me and seemed to be chasing a girl." After saying this, Song Hanqing secretly looked at Wen Yan.
Seeing that his expression was dull and unchanged, he asked with a bored expression, "Don't you even ask where he went?"