Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 205 Hope
Sandalwood incense is curling up in front of the hall, and the sound of monks chanting sutras echoes in the ears.At this time, a young man wrapped in mink fur was stepping into Foguang Temple with two jugs of hot wine.

The monk who was sweeping the snow in the courtyard stopped and said "Amitabha" softly, and then said: "Little benefactor, you are back."

Wen Qing took off his hood and smiled at him: "Well, is my son okay?"

The man replied: "Young Master Xie, everything is fine, little benefactor, please rest assured."

Wen Qing heard the words, thanked her, and walked quickly to the meditation room in the backyard.

Passing through the arch, I saw the white figure standing on the porch enjoying the snow.Wen Qing sighed heavily: "My lord, you just got out of bed, can you just lie down on the bed?"

Xie Yuanting gathered his cloak and said in confusion: "Since I can get out of bed, why do I have to lie on the bed?"

"." Wen Qing was speechless for a moment, dragged him directly into the room, took out a jacket from the cabinet as if to vent his anger, and wrapped it up for him, and then he was done.

Seeing him like this, Xie Yuanting was quite helpless, "What are you doing? I have been practicing martial arts since childhood, how can I be so weak?"

Wen Qing said mercilessly: "My lord, don't be brave. If we hadn't met Master Jiuyun that day, you would probably be gone by now."

After speaking, the voice became smaller and smaller, not because he was afraid that Xie Yuanting would blame him, but because he remembered what happened that day, and he only felt lingering fear.

"My lord, there aren't many people around here. I ran a long way to buy two jugs of hot wine. You can just drink it." As he said, he gave the wine to Xie Yuanting.

Xie Yuanting took the jug, smelled the strong alcohol smell, and couldn't help frowning: "What kind of wine is this, isn't it poisonous?"

Wenqing said speechlessly: "Even if it is poisonous, it is not as good as the poison in your body."

"That's right" Xie Yuanting's lips curled up, the strong wine entered his throat, and the heat spread from his throat to his limbs, accompanied by the spiciness blooming in his mouth, he couldn't help coughing.

Wen Qing quickly patted him on the back and said, "My lord, are you alright?"

Xie Yuanting regained his composure, stuffed the wine jug into his arms, and said in distaste: "It's terrible!"

"Master Jiuyun told you that you need strong alcohol to suppress the poison in your body for the time being. Now it's not like staying in the Princess Mansion, so please bear with me, my lord."

Xie Yuanting hesitated for a moment, but finally bit the bullet and reluctantly drank it.

Wen Qing looked at his pale face with worry in his eyes: "Master, you purposely provoked the Eldest Princess this time and forced her to let you go, because you are afraid that she will find out that you have been poisoned?"

"Heh" Xie Yuanting chuckled, "Why should I be afraid? It's just that the five-year deadline has come and I should go."

Wen Qing curled her lips: "The five-year period will be over early tomorrow, and after New Year's Eve, it will be the sixth year."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Xie Yuanting glanced at him coldly, and his tone was extremely unhappy.

Wen Qing closed her mouth and began to pack her things. From time to time, she looked at Xie Yuanting's expression from the corner of her eyes, and said to herself: "In the past, every time we left the princess mansion, it would not exceed three days at most. The eldest princess would definitely send someone to Come to bring you back. But it has been so long now, but there is no movement at all. My son, is it true that the eldest princess is really going to abandon you this time?"

The corners of Xie Yuanting's eyes couldn't help twitching, he pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Wenqing continued: "Although you were forced to stay in the Princess Mansion, the Eldest Princess treated you very well. Compared with other people in the mansion, I think you are more important to the Eldest Princess. much more important”

"What exactly do you want to say?" Xie Yuanting couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted him loudly.

Wen Qing's body trembled, and he said weakly: "My lord, why don't we go back?"

"Impossible," Xie Yuanting turned around coldly, "I will never go back in my life."

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Qing didn't understand, what made the young master make up his mind not to return to the princess mansion.

Xie Yuanting turned his back to him, with a thin layer of sadness in his eyes, he curled his lips as if mocking himself, and his voice was as ethereal as sandalwood in a furnace, and it disappeared with a blow: "The person she was waiting for is back, after The Princess Mansion doesn't need me anymore."

He smiled lightly, and raised his eyes to look at the snowflakes blowing outside the window. His eyes were still as warm as before, but there was something missing.

Days passed by, and it seemed that there were only two days until New Year's Eve, but Ling Youyao still hadn't received the news of Fu Mingjue's return to Beijing.

Originally, she still had a little hope, but today, she simply summoned all the servants in the house, and began to post couplets and hang lanterns.If Fu Mingjue doesn't come back, she will always have to live this year.Yesterday the eldest princess also told her that she would watch the year with her on New Year's Eve.

Ling Youyao stood on the porch with her hand stove in her arms, watching the maidservants rushing in and out, she felt a tinge of warmth in her heart.

Lu Bao walked over with the lantern in her hand, and smiled at her, "Princess, look! This lantern is specially made by the servant girl from the old master in the east of the city. The pattern on it is hand-painted by Yin Zhu. Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Ling Youyao nodded with a smile.

"Slave, let someone hang it up!" Lu Bao turned around and handed the lantern to Xia Cheng.

Xia Cheng glanced at her quietly, took the lantern anyway, stepped on the ladder, and hung the lantern up.

Ling Youyao watched the interaction between the two, and the smile in her eyes deepened.After Lan Hui's courtyard was furnished, she asked people to hang up red lanterns in other courtyards, and even Fu Mingjue's courtyard could not escape the catastrophe.

The main courtyard, which has always been deserted, is now dotted with a few touches of red, which also adds a little vitality.

When passing by the snow-covered peach tree in the courtyard, Ling Youyao paused and looked up, as if she could see it was lush and green, with huge fruits hanging on its branches.Unknowingly, she has been here for half a year, half a year is not a long time, but many things have happened.At first she was afraid of Fu Mingjue, but now she was looking forward to his return.She thought, probably because the palace is too big, she wouldn't feel at ease living alone.

When Yinzhu came in with the food box, she saw Ling Youyao in a daze, and reminded her: "Princess, so you are here."

Ling Youyao came back to her senses, "What's wrong?"

"My lord asked Mo Shu to bring you some of your favorite snacks," Yin Zhu opened the food box and showed her, "By the way, my lord also said that if the prince can't return to Beijing on New Year's Eve, I will let you Entering the palace with the eldest princess to attend the New Year's Eve palace banquet, it is good to have a care."

Ling Youyao looked at the snacks in the box, a look of understanding flashed across her eyes, and said: "I see, let my brother rest assured."

Seeing that she was not in high spirits, Yinzhu thought she was disappointed because Fu Mingjue could not return to Beijing, so she comforted her: "Princess, don't think too much, maybe the prince is already on his way back to Beijing at this time."

Ling Youyao shook her head: "I'm not thinking about this."

"Then you."

She picked up a piece of golden and sweet pastry, took a bite, and said softly, "The taste is still the same as before."

Just like Shen Xuhuai, it's still the same as before.

(End of this chapter)