Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 256 Huang Liang
After the Waking of Insects, the weather in the capital gradually warmed up.The peach tree in the yard had budded early, and now the spring breeze passed, and the branches would bloom.

At this time, the sky was warm, and Ling Youyao was sitting under the peach blossom tree reading the letter. Looking at the familiar handwriting on the letter, she seemed to be able to see a smile on that cold and handsome face, and she wrote the letter gently and seriously.

Fu Mingjue has only been away from Beijing for a month, but Ling Youyao feels that several years have passed.

Although the letter said that everything in southern Xinjiang was fine, she knew that the internal situation in southern Xinjiang was not as simple as imagined.Fu Mingjue said this because he didn't want her to worry.

She had heard from Ling Qingyan that it was not difficult to unify southern Xinjiang, but the biggest obstacle was Ji Wuyue, the saint of southern Xinjiang.

Ji Wuyue is cruel and ruthless, and has been with poison all year round. Some people even say that as long as she gets within a foot of her, she will be poisoned and die.Although I don't know if the rumors are true or not, just listening to them makes people feel flustered.

But thinking of Sun Fuzhi accompanying her this time, Ling Youyao felt at ease.

This trip will be at least three months, and it should be the end of spring when Fu Mingjue comes back, maybe even later.

The peach blossoms in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the breeze swayed the branches, shaking off petals, which fell on the letter and Ling Youyao's heart.

In the past, I didn't understand the pain of lovesickness and parting, but now we are thousands of miles apart, and it takes ten days and a half months to exchange letters.The material on the letter paper is chilly and cold in spring, but when it is in the hands, it will be warm spring and flowers blooming.Time and space are intertwined, and the only constant is probably the longing for each other.

Ling Youyao twisted the peach blossoms on the letter, her brows and eyes were soft, and then she asked Yinzhu to bring a pen and ink, and then began to reply to Fu Mingjue's letter.

While grinding ink for her, Yin Zhu said, "It's been a month now, and I don't know what's going on in southern Xinjiang."

"Your Majesty has sent [-] soldiers this time, together with the prince's Xuanyu Guards, we will surely be able to pacify southern Xinjiang before the summer solstice." Although there is Ji Wuyue who is not worrying, she believes that Fu Mingjue will be safe , after all, he is the protagonist of this scene, if something happens to him.
Thinking of this, Ling Youyao paused suddenly.

"Princess, what's the matter?" Lu Bao looked at her suspiciously.

Ling Youyao came back to her senses, and forced a smile: "It's okay, I suddenly forgot what I was going to write."

That's right, she forgot, forgot that Fu Mingjue would end up in tragedy, and also forgot that she was just Ling Youyao who survived instead of the real Second Miss Ling.But as time passed, her original memory became more and more blurred. She even forgot how she spent those 20 years in that bustling world full of traffic.

Those people who had intersected with her gradually blurred, and in the end only a phantom remained, as if those 20 years were just a dream.

The breeze blows, and the peach blossoms fall down.

Ling Youyao looked at the letter paper covered with peach blossoms, feeling a little dazed.

That day, Shen Xuhuai asked her, is she still the Yao'er he likes?She didn't know how to answer.The memory of the past is like a veil covered with a layer of tulle, true and false, dream and fantasy.

It's been too long, and now even she can't tell the difference, is it a dream or reality?
She raised her hand to brush off the peach blossoms on the letter, holding the pen but did not put it down.

In just a few short months, so much has happened.She originally thought that Fu Mingjue would be the biggest threat to her, but it was not the case.Since she fell into the water and woke up, everything has more or less changed.In the past, she thought that it was Fu Mingjue who changed all this, but now, it seems that all this is because of her.
Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Yinzhu reminded: "Princess, what are you thinking? The ink is almost dry."

Hearing Yinzhu's voice, Ling Youyao finally came to her senses, looked at the ink that was about to solidify, and suddenly asked an inexplicable question: "Do you believe in past and present lives?"

"Huh?" Lu Bao was a little confused.

Yinzhu thought about it seriously, and then asked: "Why did the princess suddenly mention this?"

"It's nothing," she smiled unnaturally, "I just suddenly remembered that the last time I went to Foguang Temple, Master Jiuyun once told me about Lingling's phoenix fate."

Although Yinzhu was puzzled, she didn't become suspicious, she just said: "My servant heard about it when I was a child, she said that people have past lives, otherwise there would be no such thing as reincarnation."

"My servant thinks so too," Lu Bao continued, "Isn't there often a bridge between the past and the present in the scriptures? What kind of white fox has cultivated into an adult and fell in love with a mortal scholar. However, mortals have a limited lifespan, and the two cannot stay together forever , so the girl in the form of a white fox will go to the scholar every life."

Yin Zhu heard her talking more and more outrageous, laughed and scolded: "Usually I tell you to read less scripts, but now when you open your mouth, it's full of demons and immortals, it's even better than the storyteller under the bridge!"

But Lu Bao said seriously: "This is not made up by slaves, it is written on it."

Ling Youyao was amused by her words: "You really didn't make it up."

Yinzhu felt the deep meaning in it, and nodded in approval: "Indeed."

Green Treasure blinked for no reason, but didn't react for a while.

Ling Youyao smiled and stopped thinking about those things.The so-called past and present lives are nothing more than an excuse for future generations to find a causal origin for this life. Who knows if the gods above three feet really exist?If you are too attached to the past, you will be confused, so it is better to look away.

Even though she was thinking about it, she still didn't know where to start when she saw the letter with only the beginning of a sentence.

Thinking about it carefully, apart from missing Fu Mingjue, it seems that there is nothing else to say.As for what happened recently, she didn't need to guess. Jiang Liu must have told Fu Mingjue a long time ago.

Ling Youyao is depressed, is it possible that she is really required to write a poem in the letter to express her miss for the king?

When she was struggling, a person hurriedly walked in outside the courtyard, it was Jiang Liu.

Ling Youyao looked over after hearing the reputation, and seeing his serious face, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, and asked quickly: "Is something wrong?"

"Well," Jiang Liu cast a deep look at her, as if he couldn't bear it, "Princess, something happened in the palace."

(End of this chapter)