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Chapter 189 That Year's Misty Rain Jiangnan (Part [-])
It was late at night, and Song Qinghuan went to the couch under the service of Liuyue and Shenxing.

Xu was leaving tomorrow, Song Qinghuan didn't feel sleepy at all, her mind was very clear.The temperature in the autumn night was a bit cold. She lay on the couch and pulled the brocade quilt to cover her neck, which happened to cover up the dense plum blossom marks on her body.

Just after taking a bath, she specially ordered Liuyue to get a thick high-necked undershirt to change into. She only said that it was too cold at night and Liuyue had a rough temper, so she didn't think much about it.

Through the half-closed window, she looked at the blue sky.

A crescent moon hangs in the sky, the moonlight is clear and bright, covering the ground with a soft veil.After a while, some clouds floated in the sky, covering most of the crescent moon, and the night became darker.

Many things flashed in front of her eyes one by one, and she realized that she had been reborn for a long, long time. Now when she thinks of the experience before time travel, only the last bleak memory remains, and maybe, one day, she will forget it.

Sometimes she even wondered whether that experience was real, or just... a phantom in her head?
After thinking for a long time, she finally felt a little tired. She pulled the brocade quilt. Just as she was about to close her eyelids, there seemed to be a bustling sound outside the window. That sound seemed not far from Yaohua Palace.

She opened her eyes, frowned slightly, got up and looked out the window.

Sure enough, a lot of torches suddenly lit up in the northeast corner of Yaohua Palace, and the bright flames instantly illuminated the deep night.Looking at the direction, it is the direction of Zhaohua Palace.

It seems that Song Qingyi's disappearance has been discovered, and now, the palace is full of people looking for her whereabouts.

Only, she will never come back.

Song Qinghuan didn't feel guilty, nor did she make any apologies.It took her a lifetime to understand that in this world, the strong are always respected.Just because you don't have the intention of harming others doesn't mean that others won't want to kill you.Therefore, if you want to live in peace and stability, you have to strike first.

She got off the couch with a calm face, poured herself a cup of tea in a leisurely manner, then walked to the window and closed the half-opened window.

The dazzling firelight outside the window immediately dimmed, and the hustle and bustle became much quieter.

Thinking of something again, she walked to the dressing table, took out a small round box from the bottom compartment of the dowry, gently opened it, took out a finger ointment from it, wiped it around her neck, and then put the small box back .

After doing all this, Song Qinghuan got on the couch again, closed her eyes, her troubled heart suddenly settled down, and it didn't take long before she fell asleep peacefully.

Although this night was a sleepless night for many people, she slept very soundly.

The next day.

A knock on the door woke Song Qinghuan up.

She slowly opened her eyes, and seeing that it was still dim outside the window, she stretched lazily, and said lazily, "Come in."

Liu Yue and Shen Xing came in with the toiletries, and seeing Song Qinghuan still lying on the couch, Liu Yue put the copper basin on the high table, pursed her lips and smiled, "Your Highness is still awake?"

Song Qinghuan sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, "You can get up if you don't wake up."

While preparing bamboo salt mouthwash, Shen Xing said with a smile, "If Your Highness is still sleepy, you can sleep in the carriage after you get on the road."

"Yes." Song Qinghuan lifted the quilt, got up and got off the couch, and rinsed his mouth with bamboo salt and water.

"Is there any movement in Zhaohua Palace last night?"

Liu Yue twisted the hand of the veil for a moment, then quickly wrung it dry and handed it over, saying, "Yes, the Pingyang Emperor Ji didn't return to the palace last night, the maid felt uneasy and reported it to the empress, the empress of the palace was very anxious , sent people to search the whereabouts of Diji in the palace overnight."

Song Qinghuan smiled coldly, took the veil and cleansed her face carefully.

"By the way, Your Highness, I heard that the painting fan and screen beside Emperor Pingyang have also disappeared." Liu Yue glanced at her and said again.

Song Qinghuan put down the veil and raised her eyebrows.

The disappearance of the painting fan and the painting screen seemed to be the work of Shen Chuhan.Although Huafan and Huaping did not go out of the palace with Song Qingyi, they are Song Qingyi's confidantes, and it is impossible for them to be completely unaware of Song Qingyi's plan to deal with her.

Therefore, in order to prevent this matter from being traced to him, the safest way is to cut the grass and roots.

It really was Shen Chuhan's wrist.

She smiled coolly, and handed back the handkerchief to Liu Yue.

After all, it was Shen Chuhan who thought everything out so thoroughly, which saved her from worries.

After washing up and having breakfast, it's almost time to set off.

Song Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and began to dress up to prepare for the road. The journey was tiring, so it was natural to wear comfortable and loose clothes.The bright mark on the neck has faded because of the ointment Shen Chuhan sent before, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see any clues.

Liu Yue half squatted down, and when she was adjusting her belt, she suddenly heard the voice of a servant outside the hall——

"The Emperor is here—"

Liuyue was startled, hurriedly quickened her movements, and straightened Song Qinghuan's clothes.

Song Qinghuan went straight to greet her without stopping.

As soon as he left the palace, he happened to run into Emperor Yu, with a few palace maids and servants behind him, their expressions somewhat solemn.

"I have seen my father." Song Qinghuan saluted, with just the right amount of surprise and warmth on his face.

Emperor Yu stretched out his hand to help her up, "Wu Yang doesn't need to be polite."

Song Qinghuan thanked him, helped Emperor Yu to enter the Xingyue Hall together, invited him to the upper seat, and poured tea for him in person, "Father...you don't need to come here in person."

Emperor Yu looked at the steaming tea in front of him, and sighed a little, "I came to see you, maybe, this is the last time I see you." While speaking, his voice was a little imperceptibly choked.

"Father..." Song Qinghuan was a little silent and looked up.There were tears in Emperor Yu's eyes, it seemed that he was really reluctant.

Emperor Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the tears in his eyes, and looked at Song Qinghuan with deep eyes, with a bit of relief and reluctance in his eyes.

"Wuyang...has really grown up." His eyes glanced at her delicate facial features and cold face, and inevitably, Mrs. Qingxuan's image came to mind again.

"If...if your concubine mother is still here, it would be... how wonderful." He lowered his head, held up the steaming cup of tea, and spoke with a nasal voice.

Song Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat.

This is the first time that Emperor Yu has not shy away from talking about concubine mother in front of her.

Her mind moved slightly, she glanced at Emperor Yu, saw that he looked bitter, seemed to be regretful, thought for a while, and cautiously asked, "Father, mother and concubine why...why did you leave Wuyang alone?"

"She didn't." Emperor Yu raised his head, his eyes were as deep as the sea, "She didn't, she won't." I don't know if it was to convince Song Qinghuan, or to convince himself, Emperor Yu murmured twice , There is a thick fog in the eyes.

"Wuyang, I have always believed that there must be reasons for your concubine's disappearance." Emperor Yu's tone was low and hoarse, his eyes were only fixed on the teacup in his hand, as if he had fallen into a long memory.

Song Qinghuan looked at Emperor Yu's expression, and opened his mouth softly, "Why did Emperor Father say that?"

Perhaps it was because he was about to say goodbye to Song Qinghuan. Today's Emperor Yu has let go of the ever-present defenses he used to have when he was a king, and his expression is soft.He sighed heavily, "I can't tell, but I just feel that there must be something hidden about Ah Li's disappearance back then. Unfortunately, after so many years of investigation, I haven't found any clues. She seems to be... It’s like the world has evaporated.”

Evaporation?

Song Qinghuan's fingers holding the cup moved.The disappearance of Aunt Chongjin is also like disappearing from the world.

Emperor Yu raised his head, "Wuyang, do you know? No one knows the origin of your mother and concubine, not even me." He looked at Song Qinghuan's face that resembled Mrs. Qingxuan, and slowly talked about the past. .

Even though I already knew these things about the concubine mother, I still had a different feeling when I heard it from Emperor Yu.

"That year when the apricot blossoms were lightly raining, I went to the south of the Yangtze River for a private visit. When passing by the West Lake, it suddenly rained heavily. The guard held an umbrella for me and hid from the rain under the willow tree next to the West Lake. The rain did not stop, and I was just getting irritable. Suddenly, a girl in white rushed over from the rain curtain, her clothes were all wet, and she hid under my umbrella. She put down her hands above her head, smiled at me, her voice was so clear, as if she had entered the West Lake raindrops. She said, can I borrow your umbrella to hide?"

Emperor Yu sighed faintly, and his voice became deeper and deeper, "At that moment, I seemed to see a fairy descending from the mortal world. That smile in the haze of misty rain has become the dream of my life."

The chance encounter under Xinghua's light rain made this supposedly ruthless emperor fall in love without hesitation.

Speaking of this, Emperor Yu seemed to have suddenly recovered from his memories, and smiled embarrassedly at Song Qinghuan, and then calmed down a lot, "I fell in love with your mother and concubine at first sight, and found a way to find out the inn where your mother and concubine stayed. The half month in Jiangnan was the happiest time in my life."

He sighed, "Unfortunately, I had already ascended the throne at that time, and many government affairs in the court were still waiting for me, so I couldn't stay longer in Jiangnan. A few days before my departure, I showed my cards to A Li. I said that I would bring She enters the palace."

Having said that, his mood fluctuated again, his eyes were heavy, and he stopped talking.

"My concubine...how did you react?" Song Qinghuan couldn't help asking.

"Ari...she seems to be very curious. When ordinary people hear my identity, they are either afraid, happy, or escaping. Only her eyes are shining with novelty. It should be said that the first time I met She has a curious attitude towards everything."

Hearing this, Song Qinghuan felt a strange feeling in his heart.

According to the previous investigation, the concubine mother is probably from Fulan.Yuheng Island is isolated from the outside world, and many people on the island have never been out of the island in their entire lives. If she guessed correctly, the time when the father and emperor went to the south of the Yangtze River to meet the concubine was the first time that the concubine had left the island, so Only then, as the father said, will he have a novel attitude towards everything.

At this moment, if you think about it carefully, since Yuheng Island has been hiding from the world until now, it is inevitable that the clansmen will not be allowed to leave the island secretly.Maybe that was the case, and after finding out the whereabouts of the concubine mother, she was taken back?But the concubine mother couldn't resist, so she had no choice but to secretly keep the maid beside her, Chong Jin, to take care of herself.

Emperor Yu's deep voice sounded again, "A Li said that her parents are both dead, and there are no other relatives in the family. But I secretly sent someone to investigate her life experience, and there is no such family in the village she mentioned. Knowing that she lied to me, I still ignored everyone's obstruction and brought her back to the palace."

After saying this, he let out a long sigh of relief, took a sip from the teacup, and then looked back at Song Qinghuan with a bitter smile, "As I get older, I like to recall the past more and more."

Song Qinghuan shook his head, with a faint smile, "Father is joking again, how old are you? You are still the same as before."

Although he knew that Song Qinghuan was making himself happy, Emperor Yu's heavy heart relaxed a bit, but when he suddenly thought of something, the smile that had just been raised fell again, "Wuyang, Pingyang is missing."

"What?" Song Qinghuan raised his brows with a look of surprise.

Emperor Yu glanced at her, his expression became more serious, "Last night, the palace servants of Zhaohua Palace found that Pingyang was not in the palace, and the painting fan and painting screen beside her were gone, so they rushed to inform me and the queen. The palace was searched for most of the night, but no trace of her was found."

"How did this happen?" Song Qinghuan's face was even more astonished, "With so many people in the palace watching, how could Pingyang disappear inexplicably?" Her expression was moved and surprised, and she could not see any flaws at all.

"Some people say that they seem to have seen her leave the palace in disguise. I plan to send the Habayashi Army and Qimen Cavalry to search the city of Jian'an again. No matter what, Pingyang is really ignorant this time."

"Father, don't be too impatient. Xu Shi...Xu Shi Er Huangjie had too much fun outside the palace. She missed the time when the palace gate was locked. Maybe she will come back today."

"I hope so." Emperor Yu sighed, "Let's not talk about Pingyang, are you going to leave soon? Let's go, I will be with you."

Song Qinghuan nodded, and was about to signal Emperor Yu to sit here for a while, she went down to get ready, when suddenly she saw Shen Xing hurried in from outside the hall, went to salute in front of the two, then looked at Song Qinghuan, with a gloomy voice, " Your Highness, the empress is here."

　Emperor Yu is quite contradictory, so Yaoyao can't hate him after all.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)