"Okay." Yin Luzhu quickly got up from the bed, washed up, and then chased after him on horseback.
The convoy is heading towards the north.
When Yin Luzhu caught up, the convoy was taking a rest, and Wang Yue also got off the carriage, looking in the direction of the north with a smile on her face.
Today, she is wearing a light purple embroidered plum dress, holding a green-calyx plum cloak with a white background, which makes her skin even more crystal clear. She has a double bun on her head, with a pink floral glazed hairpin with tiny diamonds in the middle. The tassel hairpin seems to have gathered all the sunlight on it, making it dazzling.
Seeing Yin Luzhu, she nodded slightly towards her, "Thank you, Crown Prince Yin, for keeping your promise, and thank you Crown Prince Yin for sending Wang Yue back."
Their eyes met, and Yin Luzhupi pulled the corner of his lower lip with a smile.
Mochizuki didn't mean to say anything more to her, so she turned around and got into the carriage.
Thinking that she would be able to see Xuan Qing soon, the smile on her face became a little brighter, like a young girl waiting to be married, with a hint of shyness.
The large group of people walked all the way to the north.
Traveling day and night was really exhausting. Finally, when approaching the northern country, Yin Luzhu ordered to rest for the night and reorganize before setting off.
Although Mochizuki was anxious in his heart, he still suppressed the urgency in his heart when he saw the man's sleepiness.
Yin Luzhu walked out of the inn, looked at the brightly lit distance, and murmured: "Qingyun Prefecture is still the same as before."
Her father was from Qingyun Prefecture. It was only after high school and promotion that the family moved to Yindu City. Since then, she has never returned to Qingyun Prefecture, the place where she grew up.
Yin Luzhu looked around and saw that no one was following her. Qingluo and Changyu also wrote down. Then she left the inn and went to the Fu Mansion's ancestral residence. Chinese website
Yin Luzhu came to the ancestral house and looked at the crooked plaque on it, with a bitter curve on her lips.
Shaking her head, she walked in. The Fu Mansion was overgrown with weeds, and the furnishings inside were dilapidated.
She came all the way to the ancestral hall. The candles inside had already been extinguished, and the tablets were tilted here and there.
She weakly stepped forward and knelt down silently. She said, "Father, do you regret it?"
Come to think of it, he won't regret it.
Closing his eyes, Yin Luzhu's tears that he had been holding back for a long time suddenly burst their banks.
At this moment, the door outside the ancestral hall was pushed open, and a familiar smell rushed in along with the wind.
The medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire ancestral hall.
Yin Luzhu opened his eyes, quickly wiped the tears from his face, and then turned his head to look over.
Under the moonlight, Ji Yanchen was dressed in a snow-colored robe like frost, with a unique plant embroidered on the wide cuffs. As a gust of wind blew by, his long black hair flew in the wind.
Under the moonlight, his appearance was surprisingly exquisite and beautiful, which confounded all living beings. His cold eyes were like a lake of water, clear and deep.
Holding a food box in his hand, he walked slowly to Yin Luzhu. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, saying nothing for a long time.
A smile appeared on Yin Luzhu's face, and she couldn't hide the fatigue. She looked up at him with a tired expression, "Quick Doctor, are you also here to chat with the ancestors of the Fu family?"
Ji Yan lowered his eyes and looked at her. There was a subtle emotion flashing in his quiet and deep eyes, which was hard to see clearly.
After a while, he sighed and sat down on a worn futon next to Yin Luzhu. His long white hands gently opened the lid, "Eat."
