Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

After the cold winter, it's another good spring.The plum blossoms under the eaves are tightly clustered together, and the sunlight falls on the blue bricks through the shade of the trees, with golden light.

A faint sandalwood scent lingered in the hall, and Fu Yunchuo knelt there quietly, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, his fair face was not as bright as it used to be, but instead had an extra-worldly indifference.

After the funeral ceremony of the empress dowager and the first emperor, she returned to her previous calm, chanting scriptures and transcribing scriptures every day, praying for those who died in the war, and praying for her queen mother.

Although the queen mother is wrong, she is her mother queen after all.

She couldn't say forgiveness on behalf of the Xue family and the thousands of soldiers who died in the Sunset Cloud Valley, but as a daughter, she was ashamed of the Queen Mother.

All her resentment towards her mother calmed down in the last "I'm sorry".Now that the war is over, everything seems to have settled down. She looked at the scriptures that were flipping in the wind, and thought to herself: If this life can end in such a peaceful way, it will be considered a good end.
I don't know how long she knelt like this, until her legs became a little numb, and she gradually regained her senses.

Man Dong came in from the outside and said: "Your Highness, this servant has prepared lunch, do you want some?"

"No," Fu Yunchuo thumped his stiff leg, and slowly got up, "I don't have much appetite, let's talk about it later."

Man Dong didn't force her anymore, and quietly backed out.

After the random people in the house left, they became much quieter, and the lingering shadows in their minds seemed to fade away with the passage of time. Can't afford the slightest disturbance.

She walked to the table, put down the prayer beads, and when her eyes touched the plum blossom jade pendant hanging on it, she paused suddenly.

Xie Yuanting.
She hadn't thought of this name for a long time, but when she said it, it seemed to be on her lips from time to time, which was natural.

That day, when Ling Youyao handed over the jade pendant to her, it only brought news that Xie Yuanting's life and death were unknown.

Xie Yuanting left without saying goodbye, making her wish to slash him twice to vent her anger, but after she really learned of his "death", she felt depressed.

Among the scriptures that were copied, some were copied for Xie Yuanting, but they were not thrown into the brazier and burned like those for others, but were neatly put aside.

Fu Yunchuo thought, if he is really dead, then burn those scriptures to him; if he is still alive, he probably won't come back, right?
She looked at the name that she wrote down inadvertently, her expression was gloomy.

He was obviously just an unimportant person, but his name seemed to be engraved in his heart, which couldn't be erased no matter what.Recalling the last time the two met, it seems to be many years ago.
The clear wind passed through the window lattice, blowing the pages of the book rattling, and the stagnant ink from the tip of the pen smudged a cloud of stains on the paper.Fu Yunchuo no longer had the heart to copy the scriptures, put down his pen, opened the door and went out.

Man Dong, who was guarding outside, saw her coming out and asked, "Where are you going, Your Highness?"

Fu Yunchuo shook his head: "It's just that I'm bored and want to go out for a walk. You don't have to follow, I'll just walk around the mansion."

Too many things happened during this period, and Man Dong knew that she had something on her mind, so she didn't follow.

Along the Qingxin Hall to the east, there is a pink and white veranda, surrounded by bamboo forests on one side, with luxuriant branches and leaves, setting off the sky.When I used to walk in this place, I could always hear the sound of the qin coming over the wall - Xie Yuanting was not good at playing the qin, but after getting the Qiwu qin, he would often play the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", but now I don't listen to it anymore. There is no more clumsy and ugly piano sound.

The ice and snow hadn't melted earlier, but until recently, the plum blossoms in front of the court gradually bloomed with fragrance.

Fu Yunchuo stopped and walked along the corridor, and unknowingly, he came to the courtyard that had been empty for a long time.

After that, go to Fuyi - that's where the name of Fuyi Garden came from, she was at ease, just like the first time she saw Xie Yuanting.

All the layouts in Fuyi Garden remained as they were, not a speck of dust accumulated, even the reclining chair where Xie Yuanting usually slept was clean.

Fu Yunchuo walked over, lying on it like countless drunken nights, quietly feeling the spring breeze blowing across his cheeks.

Looking from here, you can just see the plum blossom sticking out of the wall. When the wind passes, it will send bursts of fragrance.

No wonder Xie Yuanting always likes to lie down and sleep here.
Fu Yunchuo didn't know when she fell asleep, but when she woke up again, she was on the bed in Fuyi Garden.

"Mandong?" She called out.

The door was pushed open, and Man Dong lifted the gauze curtain and walked in: "Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Why is this palace here?"

"Yesterday you said you wanted to walk away by yourself, but you didn't let the servants come with you. Later, the servants saw that you hadn't come back, so they searched for you everywhere, and finally found you asleep here."

Fu Yunchuo remembered that she was obviously sleeping on a deck chair outside, could it be that she walked in by herself in the middle of the night?
She really couldn't think about it, so she simply stopped thinking about it, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saying: "Changing clothes, I'm going to the palace today."

"Yes."

After the capital was pacified, the courtiers urged the prince to ascend the throne, but Fu Yunchen always avoided it, and could only pretend to be sick.

Fu Yunchuo knew that the death of the empress and Fu Xiuyun had brought him a great shock, that's why he made the child so scared.When she entered the palace, the ministers stood together in the political hall, and Fu Yunchen sat on it, looking restless.

When Fu Yunchen heard the voice of the palace man, he was overjoyed, and hurried over: "Auntie, you are here!"

Seeing the relief in his eyes, Fu Yunchuo felt a little distressed, took his hand and went back to sit down, and then said to the ministers: "Whatever happens in the future, first report to the cabinet, after the cabinet's approval, if the prince needs to make a decision, then submit it to the cabinet." , instead of talking about any trivial matter. The imperial court supports you, not for you to quarrel here!"

The ministers blushed and felt ashamed at what she said, they stopped talking and bowed to leave one after another.

After everyone left, Fu Yunchen pulled Fu Yunchuo's sleeve and said, "Auntie, Chen'er doesn't want to stay here"

Fu Yunchuo patted his head, and said softly: "I know Chen'er has been very hard these days, but your uncle hasn't woken up yet, and there are some things that can only be resolved by you. When your uncle wakes up, everything will be fine .”

"When will the uncle wake up?"

Fu Yunchuo was also not sure, so he could only try his best to comfort him: "It should be soon, Chen'er, don't be afraid, Auntie will accompany Chen'er, Master Shen will also help Chen'er."

After comforting Fu Yunchen, she went to Prince Jing's Mansion again and asked about Fu Mingjue's situation. After learning that he would wake up in the foreseeable future, she didn't say anything, but told Sun Fuzhi to take good care of him.

Fu Mingjue was in a coma due to poisoning, and Fu Yunchen was young and inexperienced. She had to guard against the appearance of the second "Cai Yuan" and stabilize the hearts of the people in the court. This overwhelming power was on her shoulders. People can't breathe.

It's not just Fu Yunchen who wants to leave, in fact, she also wants to leave very much, but where can she go now?
Looking at the gray-blue sky, she sighed silently, and finally returned to the Princess Mansion.

The mansion was as quiet as ever, walking through the atrium, and encountering the wind blowing by, plum blossom petals were blown down, just at this moment, she seemed to hear the wrongly played tune again.

Fu Yunchuo was shocked, thousands of possibilities flashed through his mind, his body reacted faster than his brain, brushed away the falling flowers in front of him, and rushed out.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Man Dong walked up to her and was taken aback by her, before she had time to ask, the man had already disappeared.

Enduring the throbbing in his heart, Fu Yunchuo pushed open the door of Fuyi Garden, and even thought about the question of interrogation, but there was nothing inside.

The bamboo shadows swayed, the wind filled the air, and the rustling sound was very similar to playing the wrong rhythm. It seemed that in the day after day of nostalgia, she heard the sound of the bamboo branches fluttering as the song "Feng Qiuhuang".

Fu Yunchuo felt that he must have been too tired recently, that's why he had the illusion, it's just an extremely ugly song, what is there to miss?

She persuaded herself like this, but in the end she fell asleep again in Fuyi Garden.

There was no sound, the night was breezy, and half asleep, half awake, she heard the sound of plum blossoms falling, and suddenly opened her eyes, as if a touch of white was passing by her eyes.The name blurted out is no longer a childhood dream, but the salvation after waking up from the dream
Since then, she would always sleep in Fuyi Garden, caressing the warm plum blossom jade pendant, recite scriptures, and occasionally think of Xie Yuanting's appearance when he recited the sword training lightly.

The green bamboos outside the courtyard are leisurely, and the branch of plum blossoms on the wall is withering little by little in the passing of spring. Such a long and peaceful day seems to be repeated forever.
A gust of wind blew up from nowhere, messing up her books, and the voice that came with the wind broke the silence——

"Don't come in the middle of spring, it will break your heart. The fallen plums are like snow, and you will be full after you brush them."

Hearing this familiar voice, Fu Yunchuo froze suddenly, not daring to turn his head back, just listening to the voice continue to read: "There is no news from the geese, and it is impossible to return to the dream of the road away. The hatred is like the spring grass, the farther you go, the more you will survive."

The voice echoing in the ears became clearer and clearer. It was not a joke of the spring breeze, but a reunion after a long absence.

The beads in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, the thin thread broke, and the beads scattered all over the ground.Fu Yunchuo turned around stiffly, the spring was shining outside the door, the dazzling light made her squint her eyes, as if in a dream, she saw that white figure again.

"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you still remember my name?" He was leaning against the door, dressed in white clothes like snow, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and a confident and calm smile on his lips.

After years of separation, he still looked like a teenager when he returned.

Fu Yunchuo stared at him blankly, those inexplicable nostalgia that lingered in his heart were finally answered at this moment - not nostalgia, but lovesickness.Tears fell silently, and the name that was repeated many times silently had another person who responded: "Xie Yuanting"

Xie Yuanting responded with a light smile: "Your Highness, I am here."

Lovesickness and lovesickness can finally be seen today. In three years, all the things between the two of them seemed to be dissipated in the wind with the falling flowers.I don't know where it started, but the road goes deeper and deeper.It turned out that the person in front of me was always my sweetheart.