Meeting again after a long absence, a surprising glimpse.
Xie Wuyou stood on the boat in a panic. The bamboo basket in his arms was full of fresh bouquets. The flowers were delicate and beautiful, and the beauty was crying.
The once glorious Crown Princess is now a wandering flower girl, hawking along the shore.
Spring sorrow was deep, and Xue Yao was already in a dull mood, and he felt even more bored by the group of literati. He only drank the cold and thin water to accompany the wine. Unexpectedly, after only one glass of wine, he saw the beautiful figure of Pingting.
The people in the dream have long been separated, but we can still see each other again?
Xie Wuyou lowered his head deliberately.
Xue Yao immediately threw the wine glass and took her away without caring about the attention of everyone and the etiquette.
Xie Wuyou looked at his back without hesitation and the bulging veins on the back of his hands, and suddenly remembered what Aunt Nan said: The girl couldn't capture the prince's heart, and she ended up like this. If she can't capture Xue Yao's again, The heart is the real eternal disaster.
She couldn't be abandoned again.
That night, Xie Wuyou's face was filled with tears, crying pitifully.
While Xue Yao hugged her tightly, a raging flame ignited in his body, ready to go.
One is sentimental, the other is intentional, a strong fire, the right time and the right place.
Half a month later, rumors started to spread in the city.
Xue Yao, who is not yet married, actually keeps an outhouse in the city, which is mysterious.
We have to wait and see how much Xie Wuyou can do.
What Xu Zhihuai cares about most is Wei Li.
Zhu Xuxing said that he was already in the capital, but he was too seriously injured to show up. Because he has offended too many people, and everyone is looking for opportunities to take revenge.
Xu Zhihuai still couldn't figure out the root cause, let alone join in the fun and add insult to injury.
She didn't have the ability to break up with Wei Li yet. The four Huangji divisions each have their own commanders. Even if Wei Li is not around, there will be no chaos.
The spring was warm and the flowers were blooming. Xu Zhihuai was still wrapped in a thick cloak and dressed warmly when she went out. Mu Xiuwan followed her to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the scenery.
The two were holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, like a pair of sisters.
As they walked, Mu Xiuwan said softly: "Mother, I'm going back."
Xu Zhihuai said "Hmm" casually: "Going back so early? We just came out..."
"I'm going back to Fengdu."
Xu Zhihuai dropped some bait, causing the koi to flutter and roll over to grab it.
Her heart was also a little confused.
"So sudden?"
Mu Xiuwan bit her lip: "My father sent someone to deliver a letter yesterday. Didn't Your Highness tell your mother about it?"
Xu Zhihuai was slightly surprised: "Really?"
She took Mu Xiuwan's arm and pulled her closer: "I won't let you go, how can I let you go."
Mu Xiuwan smiled sweetly: "Thank you for always loving me, but my father asked me to go back, so I must go back."
Xu Zhihuai sighed heavily, his face full of reluctance.
That night, she asked about Zhu Xiuxing, and when she saw him nodding slightly, she couldn't help but feel sad: "Why did your highness hide it from me? I can't bear to leave Wan'er the most."
Zhu Xuxing's eyes were slightly red from staying up late. He slumped on the back of the chair tiredly. He raised his hand and tapped the tip of her nose: "I'm just afraid that you will be sad."
"Your Highness, I really can't bear to leave Wan'er. When will she come back?"
Zhu Xuxing closed his eyes and said meaningfully: "She will not come back."
Xu Zhihuai asked hurriedly: "Didn't His Highness say that the Marquis of Fengdu is the Marquis of Fengdu, and Wan'er is innocent."
Zhu Xuxing grabbed her hand, put it in his palm, and rubbed it gently: "I won't implicate her, don't worry."
"Your Highness, are you still going to Fengdu?"
"If Father nods, I will definitely go."
Xu Zhihuai hugged him hurriedly and said, "I want to go with Your Highness."
She wanted to see that fairy palace with her own eyes. It was the hard work of her father and uncles, and it must have been the reason why they were massacred.
Seeing her acting like a coquettish kitten, Zhu Xuxing gently stroked her back and said, "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."
Xu Zhihuai used an excuse to prepare a gift for Mu Xiuwan and got another chance to leave the palace.
She took Aunt Nan with her to find out what she was saying and where Wei Li was hiding.
Unfortunately, she didn't know what to ask, and was frightened by the sudden appearance of Huangji Guards, and her face turned pale.
Xu Zhihuai was not surprised. They changed driver and direction midway.
Aunt Nan covered her chest and took a deep breath.
When they arrived at the place, they only let Xu Zhihuai get off the carriage.
"Mother, please..."
Xu Zhihuai opened the curtain and took a look. It was not a dark alley or a claustrophobic courtyard, but a large and spacious mansion.
The green bricks and green tiles are simple and old. It doesn't look very elegant, but has a kind of desolate desolation.
Xu Zhihuai looked back at Aunt Nan, who was looking uneasily, and then stepped through the door.
The yard was empty, there was nothing.
Two expressionless guards stood at the door of the main room, watching her every move.
There was no announcement, no message.
She met their gaze and walked in.
The room was a little dark, and the curtains were tightly covered.
Xu Zhihuai stood at the door, took a moment to adapt, and blinked hard.
Looking at this posture, Wei Li's temperament of playing tricks has not changed.
Do you want to scare her again by pretending to be mysterious?
It's too childish, barbaric childish.
Xu Zhihuai slowly took two steps forward and said calmly: "Since Lord Marquis called me here, why don't you show up?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the familiar smell of cold mint hit her face again.
Xu Zhihuai blinked, and a tall black figure instantly appeared in front of her.
Wei Li was dressed in a black robe, with disheveled black hair. His cheek lines were deep and sharp, his nose was high, and only his eyes were covered with white cloth.
Xu Zhihuai looked at his black and white face and said "Master Hou" from deep in his throat.
Husky and reserved.
Wei Li stood a few steps away from her, with no intention of stepping forward, nor reaching out to touch her. He seemed to stand still on purpose, letting her look and observe.
"Master Hou..."
Xu Zhihuai called out again.
Wei Li opened her thin lips and said quietly: "I'm fine, my dear."
Can he see it?
Xu Zhihuai deliberately stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, pretending to be concerned: "Is the Marquis seriously injured?"
Wei Li grinned: "Didn't you hear, Madam? I am already blind."
Xu Zhihuai suppressed the secret joy in his heart and exclaimed softly: "Oh my god, no way."
Wei Li suddenly stretched out a hand and put it on her shoulder accurately, making Xu Zhihuai's breath suffocate.
"ah!"
"My dear, please don't imitate them and be happy too early. Even if I'm blind, I can still see you clearly."
Xu Zhihuai hurriedly grabbed his cold palm and held it tightly with both hands: "Master Hou, you must cure your eyes. There are the best doctors in the palace. Why doesn't Master Hou go to the palace to recuperate?"
He couldn't see her expression, but he could read her tone.
Pretentious tenderness, emotionless concern.
There was no trace of sincerity, no trace of urgency.
