Jiaochu

A few more days passed.

A bolt of thunder and lightning pierced the sky, followed by heavy rain.

Ye Lingxi stood at the door and looked at the continuous rain curtain, thinking about the dream he had a few days ago, and had a vague premonition that the two would meet. She decided to go out. Hehe and Lingdang persuaded him to wait until the rain stopped before going out. Ye Lingxi asked Hehe to stay and said she was resting in the house. She quietly went out through the side door with Lingdang.

Today, Gui Yanfei was on duty. He saw someone hiding at the door and looking around. The tip of his head popped out a little and then back a little. After repeating this twice, he walked over and reported to another older, middle-aged guard, He said there was someone at the door and he went over to take a look. The middle-aged guard was a Dutou in the front department of the palace, and his surname was Feng. Yan Fei and the other two guards called him Feng Dutou.

When Ye Lingxi poked her head out again, she found a pair of feet in front of her. When she raised her gaze and looked up, she saw Yan Fei standing in front of her holding an umbrella, with a half-smiling expression. She was stunned for a while, or did the bell whisper to remind the princess, her? He made a sound as if he still hadn't woken up. He managed his expression at the next moment and asked calmly, "Brother Yan, why are you here?"

"I just noticed someone sneaking around here. It turns out to be the princess." Yan Fei joked.

Ye Lingxi waved to him to let him take a step to talk. After Yanfei walked over, she smiled and asked with big eyes, "Brother Yan, can you do me a favor?"

After Yan Fei returned with an umbrella, Feng Dutou asked him who he was. Yan Fei replied that she was the third princess. She was playing in the tea room for a while yesterday and dropped a purse there, so he asked him to look for it. Feng Dutou didn't say anything, and Yan Fei went to the waiter.

After about half a cup of tea, he returned to Ye Lingxi with an umbrella and told her that the palace maid named Furong was unwell today and was resting in the house. It was the residence of the female family members and it was not convenient for him to go there.

"Brother Yan, why don't you ask me why I'm looking for her?" Ye Lingxi asked curiously.

Yan Fei said: "Then why are you looking for her?"

Ye Lingxi: "..., I will only tell you, brother Yan, about this." Yan Fei suddenly felt happy, as if he had gained unique trust. She looked around, then waved to Yan Fei to tell him to lower his head. She stood on tiptoes and whispered something in Yan Fei's ear. Yan Fei was stunned for a moment, but saw the extremely expression on his face. Seriously, not like nonsense, he said, "I know, I will pay attention."

This time it was Ye Lingxi's turn to be stunned. She was already prepared to be suspected and questioned... When she was still a little stunned, Yan Fei asked, "Did you dream again?"

Ye Lingxi was stunned again, then nodded. Last time she told Yan Fei about her dream that Shen Ning would die. From that moment on, she decided to trust him completely. But this dream was different. It related to the deepest secret in her heart. There is no precedent for predicting the future. Some outside world experts can do this, but they are divination, and she is dreaming, but there is no precedent for such a thing as rebirth, and who would believe that instead of causing trouble for herself and others, it is better to hide it. For the best in her heart, she smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "Brother Yan, you should go back first, otherwise your salary will be withheld."

Yan Fei glanced at the slightly forced smile, hesitated to speak, or said nothing, turned around and went back.

"Princess, shall we go back?" Lingdang asked.

Ye Lingxi thought about it and decided to visit Changle Palace.

By the time, the rain had gradually subsided, the original patter of rain turned into a dripping sound, and the sky also showed a translucent light, like a sign that it was about to clear up.

Ye Lingxi was relaxed and became nervous again when she heard Xiao Quanzi say that her eldest brother was out. She asked where he had gone. Xiao Quanzi shook his head and said he didn't know, and told her one more thing.

On this day every year, Ye Qingran always goes out early, and no one is allowed to follow him. Sometimes he doesn't come back until dark. "I guess this day should be the anniversary of the death of His Highness's biological mother." Xiao Quanzi quietly told this guess to Ye Lingxi. She thought about it for a while, but had no idea where her eldest brother would go to pay homage. Suddenly she had an idea. As soon as he moved, he asked Xiao Quanzi what flowers and plants the other party liked when he was alive. Xiao Quanzi thought about it and replied, "I heard His Highness mentioned it when he was a child. It was magnolia."

Ye Lingxi immediately thought of a place.

Four Seasons Station.

The sound of raindrops on the road gradually became louder, and the sky was covered with light by dark clouds drifting over. When she was approaching the Four Seasons Terrace, Ye Lingxi saw a figure standing in the pavilion. She stopped, wondering whether she should go there...

The raindrops made a tinkling sound on the green leaves of the magnolia tree.

Ye Qingran stood quietly in the pavilion, looking at the magnolia tree that had grown leaves, with a calm and lonely expression, like a distant and lonely star. He was also thinly dressed and didn't wear a cloak.

A gust of cool wind blew, raindrops fell, green leaves flew, and a chill enveloped me.

Ye Qingran coughed and squatted down to pick up the snow-white petals that fell in the pavilion. From Ye Lingxi's perspective, it looked like she was so cold that she had to squat down and hug her to keep warm. She immediately ran over. By the time she saw the petals, it was too late to run back. However, Ling Dang held an umbrella and hurriedly followed the pavilion. He called Princess again, and now there was really no Jizo left.

When Ye Qingran turned around, she squatted down, held her head in her hands, and turned into a motionless little mushroom, as if she couldn't be seen anymore.

"Why are you covering your head? Are you afraid that I will hit you?" Ye Qingran's slightly helpless voice fell from the top of her head. Ye Lingxi raised her head and took a look. Seeing the lifeless look on her face, she reached out and held the other person's hand. The hand that was not holding the petals used a warm palm to warm the cold hand and rubbed it again. Ye Qingran asked, "It's still raining, why are you here?" She replied, "I was originally going to play chess with my eldest brother, but I didn't know that he wasn't here, so I came over."

After the rain subsided, Ye Qingran was ready to go back, but he only had an umbrella. It had not rained when he came here before. Ye Lingxi asked Lingdang to go back and get an umbrella. When Lingdang left holding the umbrella, the sky showed signs of clearing up.

A bright light broke through the clouds, and the sun suddenly appeared, dyeing the clouds on the edge a beautiful golden color.

"Brother, look at the sun coming out."

"Um"

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On the way, the two of them encountered the returning bell and returned to Changle Palace together. After playing a game of chess, Ye Lingxi went back first.

After leaving Changle Palace, Lingdang said that she saw a palace maid walking away holding an umbrella after leaving Four Seasons Terrace. Ye Lingxi asked her what the other party looked like, and Lingdang shook her head and said she didn't see it.