Jiang Xiyue was stunned, but did not look away. Instead, she looked at Yu Zhi with more interest.
Jiang Xiyue then smiled and said: "You look like an old friend I know. So I took a few more glances. It was me who was abrupt."
As she spoke, Jiang Xiyue was not embarrassed at all, her eyes were full of nostalgia and tenderness.
Yu Zhi thought for a while and said, "That person must be very important to you."
Jiang Xiyue took a sip of tea, her eyes lowered and a little sentimental. This has been a long, long time.
"Maybe." Jiang Xiyue said something that puzzled Yu Zhi, "I have never seen him."
Yu Zhi couldn't help but laugh, playing with a cup in his hand. What are these words? Since he is an old friend, why do he say he has never met him before? Can you call someone you've never met before?
"What Madam said is really interesting." Yu Zhi said.
The two were silent for a while, drinking tea and looking at the men, women, and children coming and going outside the window.
There are also literati reciting poems and composing poems in the teahouse, and there are luthiers playing the harp. There is a quiet and elegant atmosphere everywhere.
After a long time, Jiang Xiyue was the first to speak: "The ancient Linquan tree in Kyoto is very effective in making marriages. Many young ladies from the house have met their true love after coming here to pay their respects."
Jiang Xiyue didn't know what to say. She just wanted to talk to Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi kept thinking about the conversation just now. How could he not feel the same as Jiang Xiyue?
An old friend I have never met.
This is an extremely interesting and absurd statement.
But this sentence happened to be exactly what Yu Zhi felt in his heart at the moment.
Yu Zhi came to his senses and said, "Madam, are you anxious about your children's marriage?"
Jiang Xiyue sighed lightly, "My child doesn't care about marriage at all. I have to worry about him."
A trace of envy flashed in Yu Zhi's eyes, and he said: "When the children grow up, their marriage is imminent. Your child should be happy to have a mother like you to manage his marriage."
Yu Zhi looked at Jiang Xiyue, always thinking that he could rely on her, but the lady in front of him was obviously just a stranger he met by chance.
Jiang Xiyue didn't notice this emotion and said, "What about you? Are you here to seek marriage too?"
Yu Zhi shook his head, with a happy smile on his face. "I already have a wife I haven't married yet, so I don't need to ask for a marriage. Strange to say, last winter, I came to the Linquan Ancient Tree once. Although I had already turned back before reaching the ancient tree, I couldn't find it. I have decided to get married this year. I hope my wife’s children can be as lucky as me.”
Jiang Xiyue smiled, as if she was getting more and more interested in talking to the young man in front of her.
"When your children get married, your parents will be relieved of their worries. Your parents will feel much more relieved."
Hearing this, Yu Zhi showed a weird smile and said, "Madam, you must have thought wrong?"
"Aren't your parents happy that you got married?"
"I have never seen my parents since I was born. I heard from my aunt that my father had passed away before I was born, and my mother disappeared after giving birth to me. I searched for them for many years but could not find them." Yu Zhi said lightly, still looking out the window as if he was talking about someone else's family.
Jiang Xiyue didn't feel any sadness in Yu Zhi.
Jiang Xiyue didn't know how to comfort the young man in front of her. After all, the young man had never been sad about his parents.
For a moment, Jiang Xiyue seemed to think of her child, and felt a touch of sadness in her heart.
Yu Zhi continued to speak, maybe to a stranger, he could express the words that had been accumulated in his heart for many years.
"I once asked someone to look for my mother, for months or years, but slowly, as time passed, I gave up. I'm afraid God only gave me this little fate for her."
"She gave birth to me, but then abandoned me. At first, I thought she had no choice but to entrust me to others. Now nearly twenty years have passed, but I have gone to look for her, but she has never found her. I, it’s a little unfair after all.”
At this moment, Jiang Xiyue felt some faint sadness and some resentment from the young man's words.
Presumably he also misses his mother. Otherwise there wouldn’t be these grievances.
"Maybe your mother is also looking for you, but you don't know it." Jiang Xiyue said.
Yu Zhi shook his head, his face full of loneliness. "If she wanted to find me, she would have found me long ago."
Immediately, Yu Zhi sighed again. "Forget it. She gave birth to me, not raised me. Let's just treat it as fate."
"Today, I am living a good life. I have aunts and uncles, brothers and sisters who are close friends in life and death, and a sweetheart who is in love with me. It doesn't matter that I am missing a mother. I just think that she still has many difficulties and cannot see me."
Seeing the young man like this, Jiang Xiyue felt pity and thought of the past many years ago.
"Nine times out of ten, life is not what you want it to be. You should always look forward."
"Madam is right. You should always look forward." Another smile appeared on Yu Zhi's face. He was not the melancholy boy just now.
Jiang Xiyue took a sip of tea and filled Yu Zhi's cup with her own hands.
The two of them drank tea in silence, Yu Zhi looked sideways out of the window, and Jiang Xiyue's eyes fell on Yu Zhi's face from time to time.
Jiang Xiyue couldn't help but thought: If my child was still alive, he should be as big as this.
For some reason, Jiang Xiyue had never had such emotions towards Xiang Jinghao, whom she had raised since childhood. Instead, she had many more emotions towards the unknown boy in front of her.
Jiang Xiyue felt that she was very strange today. These undue close emotions should not fall on a young man. Even if you care, you should care about Xiang Jinghao.
"Madam, does the old friend you have never met look like me?" Yu Zhi didn't know why he said that.
This is a contradiction in terms.
Jiang Xiyue thought carefully and then said, "I thought he should probably look like you. I feel like this in my heart, and I feel more and more familiar looking at you."
Yu Zhi laughed and said jokingly: "Madam, you are not talking about the lover of your dreams, are you? ... No, no, even if you are the lover of your dreams, you should have seen it in your dream, how could you not Have you seen the appearance?"
Jiang Xiyue shook her head, with a slightly sad look on her face, and said, "He is my son."
The little slave was waiting on the side, looking at Yu Zhi from side to side, but the young man and the prince in front of him didn't have any imagination.
"Little slave, you go out first." Jiang Xiyue seemed to not want others to know these things, but she told Yu Zhi.
The little slave responded, she knew the rules of being a servant.
Jiang Xiyue then continued: "The child died when he was born. I have never even seen him. Calculating his age, he should be as old as you."
"Madam, do you think I am your child who died in infancy?" Yu Zhi asked.
Jiang Xiyue apologized: "Please don't be offended. Although I have met many young people of your age, for some reason, I feel friendly when I see you, as if you are my child."
The two fell into an inexplicable silence again, just for a moment, but this moment seemed to be very long.
"Mother!" Yu Zhi shouted suddenly.
Jiang Xiyue was startled, these two words seemed to touch the softest part of her heart, and her eyes filled with crystal tears. "You...what did you call me just now?"
"Mother..." Yu Zhi thought for a while, but said seriously: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt. To be honest, I feel familiar when I see Madam. I always feel that I have seen her somewhere. Madam? But I can’t remember anything.”
Jiang Xiyue raised her tea cup and said, "Maybe this is fate."
Yu Zhi also raised his glass and said, "Fate."
Yu Zhi looked at Jiang Xiyue as if he really regarded her as his mother.
...
The two continued to drink tea, listening to the music in the teahouse and blowing the breeze in the forest.
Until Qiu Ruoruo appeared in Yu Zhi's field of vision.
"Ruoruo!" Yu Zhi shouted.
Qiu Ruoruo followed the sound and saw Yu Zhi, and naturally also saw Jiang Xiyue drinking tea with Yu Zhi.
It’s strange why Brother Xiaoyu is with her.
Qiu Ruoruo walked towards the teahouse, her original relaxed mood was gone.
Jiang Xiyue was equally surprised and asked, "Is that girl your sweetheart?"
"Huh? No, she is my sister." Yu Zhi said. "Madam, if Ruoruo comes to look for me, I have to leave."
Without waiting for Jiang Xiyue to speak, Yu Zhi walked out of the teahouse.
It wasn't until a long time later that Jiang Xiyue remembered that she still didn't know the boy's name.
"Ruoruo, since he knows Ruoruo, it shouldn't be difficult to find him." Jiang Xiyue said to herself.
When Yu Zhi saw Qiu Ruoruo, he asked, "Where are Tong'er and the others?"
"Sister Li is fulfilling her wish at the ancient tree." Qiu Ruoruo glanced at the teahouse and asked, "Brother Xiaoyu, why are you with her?"
"Her?" Yu Zhi asked doubtfully, "Are you talking about the lady? The teahouse is full, so it would be a waste for me to sit alone."
Qiu Ruoruo frowned and said, "Do you know who she is?"
"Who is it?" Yu Zhi touched his chin and said, "It just occurred to me that I don't know her name yet."
Qiu Ruoruo rolled her eyes at Yu Zhi and said, "She is the princess of the Chu Palace, Xiang Jinghao's mother-in-law. She is still..."
Qiu Ruoruo wanted to say that she is still the biological mother you have been looking for so hard, but she fell silent when the words came to her lips.
"In short, avoid interacting with people from Prince Chu's Mansion, so as not to get involved with a disgusting person like Xiang Jinghao again."
Yu Zhi could hear the anger in Qiu Ruoruo's words. He thought it was because Qiu Ruoruo's hostility towards Xiang Jinghao had spread to the entire Chu palace.
As everyone knows, Qiu Ruoruo hates Jiang Xiyue even more than Xiang Jinghao.
Yu Zhi rubbed Qiu Ruoruo's head and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, this Princess Chu is not like the arrogant and domineering Xiang Jinghao. However, if Ruoruo says no, then she won't see you."
Mother...Yu Zhi smiled, my mother, where are you?
Yu Zhi already knew that the fire that framed him might have originated from the Chu Palace.
If Yu Zhi hadn't been astute and sent a message to Beiliang Mansion to ask Xiao Jingyao for help, Yu Zhi would still be in the prison of Dali Temple, waiting to be executed.
"I really don't know how this gentle and kind Princess Chu gave birth to a bad boy like Xiang Jinghao?" Yu Zhi said.
Qiu Ruoruo retorted: "Brother Xiaoyu, how do you know that Princess Chu is a good person? You must not know about her vicious heart."
"Really? But today, I think she is easy to get along with."
"It's just a disguise."
"You." Yu Zhi rubbed Qiu Ruoruo's head again.
