In the early morning of the next day, a carriage was parked on the official road in the east, and the thistle in the carriage was covered with a thick brocade quilt lying on a soft couch, which was already far away from the imperial capital, and he also felt tired after a night's travel, so he ordered the carriage to stop here for a short rest.

Jiang Xuerong on the opposite side leaned her head against the car window, her brows furrowed slightly, but she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Ji Rujin carefully looked at Jiang Xuerong who was sleeping, and finally felt a little unbearable, stood up, gently covered her body with the brocade quilt, and when she wanted to walk out, her sleeves were suddenly gently pulled, and when she turned her head, she saw Jiang Xuerong's tearful eyes, looking at him with crystal light. Eventually, he took her hand off his sleeve and said softly without any emotion, "You're too tired, get some sleep," and walked out of the car.

"Do you hate me so much, I'm not as good as her. Jiang Xuerong asked angrily behind her.

The footsteps of walking stopped slightly, Jiang Xuerong seized this opportunity and said: "She only has that Chang Yuening in her heart, you are not as good as that Chang Yueming in his heart, why should you bother?"

"Enough. A majestic low shout came from Ji Rujin's mouth, and he turned his head slightly and was silent for a while, and finally got out of the car door.

Looking at the thistle Rujin who went out, tears rolled down Jiang Xuerong's eyes. When she first met him, he was leading people to hunt in the mountains and forests, and she was deeply attracted by his flamboyant royal temperament. When I saw him again, he was on the top of the east mountain of Jicheng, looking at the sun that was about to set in the distance, he changed his past unruliness, and there was deep longing and pain in his eyes. She tried to comfort him, but he refused, and he ignored her existence. He is sometimes as happy as a child, sometimes vicissitudes like an old man, sometimes a handsome playboy, and sometimes an emperor with the world in mind. In her eyes, he was perfect and full of mystery, and she wanted to be close to him, but the door of his heart never opened for her. She remembered that he stood on the top of the mountain and said to her, "My heart has been given to Yaoling, and I can no longer give it to others." ”

Now he rushed to the imperial capital for her, just to see her, knowing that he was not in front of him.

Ji Rujin got off the carriage and walked forward slowly, the rain and snow have stopped, the air is humid and cold, today is a good weather, after a night of rain and snow, the sky is much clearer, although the cold is pressing, but it does not affect the brightness of the sun.

If nothing else, the person he was waiting for was about to arrive, walking slowly, silently looking forward to it in his heart. Not long after, there was the sound of horses' hooves clattering behind him. A group of three people rode horses and galloped across the official road. Coming to Ji Rujin, the three of them turned over and dismounted and saluted: "Tell the master, everything is done, and Fenghe is willing to cooperate with us." The middle-aged man at the head said.

"Haha. Ji Rujin laughed a few times and said a good word loudly, and then looked at the rising sun in the distance, the slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and then said to those people: "Speed up, go back to the country of thistle." ”

At this time, Jiang Xuerong in the car had already wiped away her tears and pretended that nothing had happened.

She used to hate Yaoling so much, and tried her best to get close to Yaoling, but now she doesn't hate her, but she is very grateful to Yaoling in her heart, thanking her for not having Ji Rujin in her heart, so that she always has the opportunity to wait until Ji Rujin changes her mind, and originally wanted to go back to Dijing, but the moment Ji Rujin got into the car, she gave up that idea, she wanted to follow Ji Rujin's side, just like Yao Ling followed Chang Yuening's side, even if he was ice, she would cover him.

When the sun was three poles, the rattle opened her eyes in a daze, looking at the bright light in the room, she patted her head with her hand, and the person woke up, but the consciousness did not return to the body, "Why did you sleep so deeply, I didn't even have a dream, it seemed that I just closed my eyes, and the sky was bright." I muttered in my heart, thinking that I had fallen asleep by the wind, and how could the sun be in the house when I woke up.

"Sister Lancao" she shouted, the door was pushed open with a squeak, and a piece of sunlight flashed in along the door, followed by a cold air that rushed in, and Lancao, who entered the door, hurriedly turned around and closed the door again, and the sunlight and cold that had just come in were separated from the outside again.

"Little Lord, are you awake?" Lancao asked kindly, and lifted the veil in front of the bed.

"Well, what time is it, I don't know how I slept anymore. ”

Lancao looked at the rattle with a smile on her face and helped her up. "My little lord, it's almost noon. ”

"What? how could I have slept for so long?" muttered as he grabbed the dress from the side, wearing it.

"The young master told you not to disturb your rest yesterday. ”

"That's the case, I said, why didn't anyone wake me up?"

At this time, the door creaked open again, and a few little girls with toiletries walked in, followed by Wu Jing in a goose yellow dress, with bright big eyes that were very similar to rattles.

"Sister Wu Yu. Rattle shouted, a smile on his face that was bright and kind.

Wu Yu looked at her with a smile, and gestured to tell the rattle that the weather was very good today, and breakfast was almost ready, so she was waiting for the rattle to get up and eat.

I got up and washed my face, came to the table and sat down in front of the copper mirror, and the sun was shining on the table at this time, and my mood was as bright as the sun.

"Sister Lancao, you can comb my hair," said a little coquettishly.

Lancao took the wooden comb and stood behind her, combing the strands of her silky hair.

The white magnolia hairpin on the table was lying quietly, emitting a soft and gentle luster, picking up the hairpin and looking at it, Wu Jing on the side stood diagonally and looked at her, with a faint worry on her face, and a scar crossed her bright big eyes.

Looking up at herself in the mirror, the girl in the mirror had a beautiful face, big black jewel-like eyes, a delicate nose, and rosy lips like cherries.

"Who is more beautiful, me or that Qin Min?" The eyes blinked, as if talking to themselves, and as if asking Wu Jing and Lancao again.

"Of course, you are beautiful. Lan Cao looked at the rattle in the mirror while combing her hair and said with a smile, and Wu Yu on the side also gave her a thumbs up.

The girl in the mirror had a bright smile on her face, looked at Wu Yu next to her and then looked at the mirror and said, "Sister Wu Yu, you and I are really alike." ”

As he spoke, he made all kinds of grimaces in front of the mirror.

"Little master, don't move, or how can I comb it?" Lan Cao protested.

Rattle stopped swinging his head, made a sad face in the mirror, and said in the voice of the blue grass, "Little master, don't move, or I'll do something" Wu Yu next to him was provoked by her vivid imitation and giggled.

Before she finished speaking, there was no sound, but Wu Yu, who was smiling, found that the rattle's face was wrong, she hurriedly smiled, looked at the rattle diagonally opposite, and saw that she looked at the mirror with a surprised look on her naughty face, and the bluegrass behind her also found the change of the rattle, and was busy looking at the rattle in the mirror.

I saw that Rattle's face became more and more stunned, and a mist slowly accumulated in his eyes. Suddenly, she stood up suddenly, held the magnolia hairpin in her hand, and stepped out of the door in two or three steps. Leaving down the stunned Wu Yu and Lancao.

As soon as his feet stepped out of the door, his head had already slammed into Fengzhao's arms as he was about to enter the door. The strength was so great that Feng Zhao couldn't help but stroke the hit chest with his hand, and the rattle covered his head with his hand.

"What's wrong with you,,,,,, is it hurting?" Feng Zhao pulled the hand that rattle covered her head, only to find that her face was full of tears. Just now he stood at the door, heard the three girls in the house chattering and laughing, heard the rattle ask her and Qin Min who was beautiful, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and when he heard that there was suddenly no sound, he stepped into the house, but he didn't want to touch the rattle who went out, it must have hurt.

Pulling the rattle, his large, warm hand rested on her smooth forehead.

Seeing Wu Yu and Lancao hurriedly running out of the house, the two of them looked nervous and worried, Feng Zhao felt that something was wrong, a small Rou Yi hand gently pulled Feng Zhao's hand covering his forehead, Feng Zhao looked at the rattle with a pair of puzzled eyes, "What's wrong?" he asked.

Another little hand stretched out, and he saw the magnolia hairpin.

"I saw it yesterday," a tear rolled down her eye, "I saw my mother." ”

In a word, startled Fengzhao and Wu Yu next to him, Wu Yu hurriedly grabbed the rattle's arm, gestured and asked, "Where did you see it, are you sure?"

Rattle nodded, "I didn't recognize it yesterday, I just thought of it." She looked remorseful.

"Don't rush, speak slowly. Fengzhao reached out and wiped the tears from Rattle's face.

"The woman, who must have been my mother, looked at me with tears and astonishment in her eyes, and I only paid attention to her pot, and when I looked in the mirror, I realized that I was so much like her," she said intermittently. "My mother must have recognized my hairpin. As he spoke, the tears began to flow again.

After a moment of silence, Fengzhao took out a Jinpa and gently brushed away the tears on her face. "Lancao went to inform Yan Di to prepare the car, Wu Yu, you go and get a cloak. ”

Wu Yu, who came out with the cloak, gestured and asked himself to follow.

The three of them got into the car only to find Yueming sitting in the car with a flat face, Feng Zhao knew in his heart that Yueming must have learned the truth of the matter from Lancao, so he didn't need to say anything.

"Go to the South Gate Square. Feng Zhao said to Yan Di outside the car.

It didn't take long for the carriage to stop at the edge of the South Gate Square, and there are still not many people who come to see the chrysanthemums today, after a night of rain and snow, the chrysanthemums are still beautiful as usual. Rattle, with the wind and the moon, and Wu Yu came to the flower farmer who sold flowers yesterday in a short time.