Chapter 25 The Wind Rises

Qiao Mo recuperated behind closed doors, and Lu Shi was grounded, so she was at leisure.

The legendary father never came to see her, she didn't force it, it would be best not to come.

"Yue'er." Qiao Mo held her chin with one hand, the redness and swelling on her face had subsided a little, turned the cup in her hand with the other hand, looked at Yue'er who was cleaning up the room, and asked, "Why didn't Yue'er Tell me that the Weaving Girl Festival is coming?"

Yue'er froze for a moment, paused her movements, and looked back at Miss, her eyes began to turn red again.

"Stop, stop, don't cry for me, or I'll beat you up." Qiao Mo said immediately, it seems that the little girl still has lingering fears from her embarrassment back then.

Yue'er immediately held her breath, not letting herself cry, and said in a low voice, "Why did Miss suddenly bring up this matter?" After the festival, the lady never mentioned that matter again.

That dress was obviously made by the young lady for the general in a month.

"It's boring, it's okay anyway, I can't remember clearly, Yue'er might as well tell me a story." Qiao Mo held her chin and looked at Yue'er who was standing aside.

Yue'er pursed her lips, looked at her young lady, took a deep breath, and then opened her mouth to tell what happened back then.

It turns out that the Weaving Girl Festival is a festival held every year in Kyoto where famous ladies show their talents. It is also a means to find a husband and son-in-law.

Back then, Qiao Chuchu brought a black robe with her, and she embroidered it all stitch by stitch, but in the end, Qiao Feifei framed Qiao Chuchu for stealing the clothes she made.

Qiao Chuchu had only Yue'er, who was younger than her, and a concubine whose father didn't love her, so she was soon besieged and despised by the famous ladies in Kyoto.

After that, Qiao Chuchu stopped going out and became a foolish lady in the eyes of others.

Qiao Mo listened to Yue'er speak slowly, she could think of the helplessness of the two children back then, and even more how Qiao Chuchu used her heart to make a dress for her father, but in the end, she became someone else's attack her with a weapon.

"Where's that dress?" Qiao Mo asked suddenly.

"I heard from Brother Feihe that the clothes were lost by the master." Yue'er said carefully.

Qiao Mo sneered again, well lost.

"Yue'er, I'm hungry, let's prepare some food." Qiao Mo said, she had to think about how she would spend this Weaving Girl Festival.

Qiao Xuyang's study.

There are fallen pear trees outside the window, no matter how they are treated, they can't bring them back to life, but he doesn't want to have those pear trees cut down.

On the soft couch by the window sill, there was a black unicorn robe. Qiao Xuyang put his hands behind his back, "Li Luo, you are blaming me." That's why the pear tree in this courtyard was defeated.

But he couldn't face the child who had taken the life of the one he loved.

Looking down at the unicorn robe on the soft couch, he stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the lifelike unicorn on it: "She has grown up and looks more and more like you, but I still can't stop her from entering the palace."

There were sparrows flying by outside the window, startling the dead branches in the yard, and there was endless sadness and desolation in the sound of all the sparrows.

got windy.

Qiao Xuyang slowly closed the window, closing the desolation outside.

(End of this chapter)

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