Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Hearing this, Ling Youyao's eyes suddenly sank.

She was indeed worried about the queen, but she was asked to see Fu Mingjue at this moment, and she didn't know how to face him.In the past, she could still pretend to be indifferent and joke in front of him, but now, she understands what she wants, and she can no longer be as innocent as before.

Seeing this, Yinzhu wanted to persuade her again, but she interrupted: "Let's go back first." After finishing speaking, she turned and got into the carriage.

Yinzhu had no choice but to follow.

After entering the palace to ask to see the queen but failed, and also unwilling to see Fu Mingjue, the two went around and went back to Qianzhen Pavilion.

Ling Youyao went up to the third floor from the back door, and Mu Xiaoxiao was waiting for her here. Seeing her return, she stood up and went forward: "Why did you come back so soon? Have you not seen the empress?"

"Well, Your Majesty has a decree that you are not allowed to enter the palace without summons." She walked to the table and sat down, but the eyes that were bright and clear in the past were somewhat dignified at the moment.

Mu Xiaoxiao heard about Lushan's incident when she came here, and knew the seriousness of the matter, and said in relief: "Don't worry too much, there is no news from the palace so far, which means that the empress is all right."

"I know," Ling Youyao was a little absent-minded, "Xiao Xiao, tonight's repertoire needs to be changed, have you thought about it?"

"The shopkeeper Cailu has already told me, don't worry, I'm ready."

Today is the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, but what happened in Lushan, no matter how lively it is, it can't be lively. Besides, Ling Youyao's heart is not only concerned about this matter.

It was dark outside the window, and the last faint and warm light of the setting sun quietly receded.The lights in the building are gradually burning, and the bright moon is flowing silver, falling on the octagonal glazed lamp under the eaves. The two blend together, making it softer and more beautiful.

At this time, lights are lit up everywhere in the city, and thousands of lights complement each other, like a dream, making people linger and forget to return.

Ling Youyao sat in the crowd, quietly listening to Mu Xiaoxiao playing the pipa.

The incident of Lushan’s extermination made people feel heartbroken, and most of the guests who came and went to Qianzhen Pavilion were also talking about it. The contents of the conversation were all denunciations and curses to the murderer, and at the same time, they were glad that Dean Xie’s only son survived.

Ling Youyao listened to their conversation, Dean Xie's only son, presumably Xie Yuanting.After learning the news, she was inexplicably relieved.

Although the eldest princess always wanted to kill Xie Yuanting every time she saw her, she still didn't do anything to him in the end.That day, the eldest princess went after that figure, crying bitterly in the snow.After Xie Yuanting hesitated, he finally met with soft heart.Even though he knew that he would meet the wrath of the eldest princess, he still went willingly.

When two duplicity and stubborn people are together, it is inevitable that there will be wild cats and dogs, but as long as one person is willing to give in, even if they are bickering, it is beautiful to think about it.

Ling Youyao couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, and there was an indescribable envy hidden in her calm eyes.

I don't know how long she sat like this, until Mu Xiaoxiao finished her performance, and she finally recovered from Yin Zhu's call.

"Princess, Miss Mu is waiting for you at the back."

Ling Youyao came to her senses and didn't ask any further questions. She got up and walked around the crowd to the back.

There was a cold full moon hanging in the sky, the cumulus clouds cleared away, and the dark blue sky seemed clear and clear as if it had been wiped with snowballs.Pushing open the wooden door, she saw Mu Xiaoxiao standing in the courtyard waiting, the yingying lights turned into phantoms behind her, and when she walked up, she looked like a fairy in a painting.

"Youyao, it's still early, why don't we go to the lantern festival?"

Ling Youyao's heart moved, she simply didn't want to go back, she just went to have a look, so she agreed.

Every year, the Shangyuan Lantern Festival is the most lively. There are high lights everywhere in the city. Looking around, there are silver flowers and fire trees, shining brightly and melting like the sea.

Mu Xiaoxiao dragged Ling Youyao through the crowd, and said, "In the past, at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, I would always play the pipa all night. Today, thanks to you, it's rare to take a good stroll."

Ling Youyao looked at her gentle smile, and Ling Qingwei's figure inexplicably appeared in her mind.

Mu Xiaoxiao caught a glimpse of the sadness in her eyes, held her hand, and said, "You Yao, although I don't know what happened to you these two days, if you want, you can tell me, if you can't Open your mouth, and put this matter aside for the time being. The overthinking at the moment is just a moment, and maybe it will suddenly become clear after letting go."

"Little." Ling Youyao met her caring eyes, and a little warmth surged in her heart.

In the past two days, she was immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate herself, but she forgot that she would worry the people around her.Although Yinzhu and Lubao didn't say anything, they tried to make her happy every day in different ways, and even Ling Qingyan comforted her patiently.But she only cared about herself and ignored their feelings.

Mu Xiaoxiao patted her hand and said, "Since you can't tell me, why don't you tell God what's on your mind? Keeping it in your heart is not a good thing."

Ling Youyao didn't understand what she meant by this for a while.

"Every year on the Lantern Festival, many people put up sky lanterns to pray. Look, that's it." She said, pointing to the sky lanterns swaying in the wind in the distance.

Ling Youyao looked in the direction of her finger, and saw several bright lights swaying upwards in the wind, just like the bright moon and stars hanging under the Milky Way.

"Let's go." Mu Xiaoxiao smiled.

The two passed through the crowd and climbed up the tower.Looking from a height, you can see the whole capital city in your eyes.Above the head is the bright star river, under the feet are the lights of thousands of houses, and the bitter cold wind blows, making Ling Youyao's chaotic heart clearer.

Mu Xiaoxiao handed her the lamp and pen, and said, "I guess you have a lot to write, so I picked the biggest lamp for you."

Ling Youyao burst out laughing, took the pen, leaned on the table and began to write seriously.

Mu Xiaoxiao only wrote a sentence on the lamp, and then quietly waited for Ling Youyao.When I saw her writing elegant and graceful running script, I couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Most women write in small script with hairpin flowers, but your running script is quite awe-inspiring."

Hearing this, Ling Youyao paused, her long eyelashes drooped to cover the dark eyes: "Really? I didn't see it myself"

Her handwriting was taught by Fu Mingjue, and she was always dragged by him to approve official documents. If she couldn't learn it again, then she would be really stupid.

Seeing her like this, Mu Xiaoxiao probably had a guess in her heart, so she stopped asking.

In the end, Ling Youyao wrote a full page, and when Mu Xiaoxiao saw her lamp, she couldn't help laughing and said, "You write so much, I'm not afraid that God won't see it."

Ling Youyao didn't care: "Most of them are nonsense, but there is only one real wish."

She didn't go any further. After lighting the lamp, she walked to the side of the city tower, gently held the sky lantern and sent it out.The lamp full of thoughts rose slowly in the night sky. I don't know if it was because it was carrying too much, or there was no wind at the moment. It had just floated for a while, and it seemed to fall.

Ling Youyao stared at the lamp tightly, begging it to fly upwards.

However, you can't get what you want.