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Since seeing Li Suqing, King An has been very quiet and has not made any other moves. Every day, he goes to the court and goes down to the court as usual, and he does not gather with others, and he goes back to his house directly after the court. Occasionally met with Ye Xici in the palace, and he didn't learn to blow his beard and stare like before, but it was unusual, and he just walked away quietly. The original death wanted to save face, the original sharp teeth, it seemed that there was never zài in this person, and Ye Xici even saw the avoidance in his behavior, which made him strange.

Also quiet are Ye Shilan and Ye Xiqian.

Ye Xiqian ran out all day long, mostly to gather with people, restaurants, green buildings, and poetry, looking like as usual, unaware, never knew that there was a biological mother in his family who was stabbed unconscious. He never did his filial piety in front of the bed, but he couldn't see anyone all day long.

And since Ye Shilan got the answer she didn't want from Fang Xiaoyu, she often locked herself in the room and didn't come out. Eat and sleep, life seems to have become more regular than before, but she has nightmares every day, and the dreams are without exception the strange sea of flowers, and the killings and fires that she repeats again and again.

From the beginning, she would be awakened, panting heavily, and then she naturally opened her eyes, and her more and more weird smile was still left in her mind.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't sleep well this night, and always had all kinds of strange nightmares. When he opened his eyes, the sky was already dark, and there was the sound of birds chirping outside, which brought a hint of life to Fang Xiaoyu, who had just woken up from a nightmare.

Fang Xiaoyu dozed off and sat up, but saw that there was no one beside him, silently bedding, cold, no one should have slept for a while.

At this moment, it is just dawn, and it is not completely white, and today there is no need to go to the court, and I have never heard the call of the prince. Ye Xici got up early, but he didn't know where to go.

Xie Yu heard the movement in the outhouse, and knew that it should be the young lady who got up, so he immediately brought water to wash the young lady. Fang Xiaoyu crossed his face with water, and the whole person was a little sober, and asked, "Where is the son?" ”

"Miss Hui, the prince went out an hour ago. Today is the death day of the princess, and the prince is afraid that he is in the ancestral hall. Xie Yu didn't dare to tell sù Fang Xiaoyu. Ye Xi's sad expression when he left the door was really a little terrifying.

"Put a simple bun on my hair for me, change into plain white clothes, and I'll go to the ancestral hall to have a look." Fang Xiaoyu looked at himself who was a little pale in the mirror, and for some reason, he was always a little irritable in his heart.

"Miss, will the slave accompany you?" Xie Yu asked.

"No need, you just stay in the courtyard, the ancestral hall is in the mansion, and there is nothing major. You can't get in even if you go, so why bother blowing the wind outside? Fang Xiaoyu shook his head.

The ancestral hall is just a tablet for incense worship on weekdays. In fact, the graves are buried elsewhere, and that is the real cemetery. On big days like the death day, most of them have to go to the grave in person. She thought that Ye Xici was probably missing her mother and concubine, so she went to the ancestral hall to worship first.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, so there was still some cool morning breeze, Fang Xiaoyu was not wearing a heavy dress, and went to the outside of the ancestral hall alone.

The ancestral hall was originally set up in a remote place. In addition, this is the place where the clan spirit seat is stored, and there are few people who usually visit, so it seems to be extremely deserted, and there is only one bit of white and black sky. It's a little bleak.

There are usually two guards in front of the door, and if there is a master to worship, the guards will automatically leave and will not return until the worship is completed.

At this moment, there was no one outside the door, and I thought that someone had already entered the ancestral hall. Fang Xiaoyu walked to the door, but he didn't intend to be light and not arouse suspicion.

The door is hidden. It's not that the people in the ancestral hall were careless and didn't close the door, it's just that this door is in disrepair and a little old, and the guards here have already reported the matter, and Su Hongsu didn't dare to be careless, and is preparing to find someone to repair it tomorrow. After all, today is Princess An's death day, and banging outside the ancestral hall will inevitably seem disrespectful to the deceased.

Fang Xiaoyu was about to push the door in, but saw some scenes inside through the cracks in the hidden door.

The candle flame flickered, Ye Xici knelt quietly on the futon, holding a tablet in his hand, even if he couldn't see the handwriting written on the row because of the direction and angle, Fang Xiaoyu could still guess that it must be Princess An's tablet Jian An.

Fang Xiaoyu froze his steps and did not push the door in. She just stood quietly outside the door, looking at the person inside the door, holding a tablet, revealing a look of pain and guilt, that kind of look, but it made her heart flood with monstrous waves.

Maybe it was too engrossed, Ye Xici didn't even notice that Fang Xiaoyu was coming. It's just that I'm still immersed in grief and guilt, and I forget myself.

Fang Xiaoyu stood outside the door for a long time. She just looked at Ye Xici's face like that, her expression did not ripple, but her heart had already stirred up countless ripples.

In the end, she didn't push open the door, but quietly left the ancestral hall as if she had never been there, leaving Ye Xici herself still stunned at the tablet.

When Fang Xiaoyu returned to Qingliang Courtyard, a smile was already on his face.

Seeing that his young lady came back so quickly, Xie Yu was a little puzzled: "Miss has already worshiped the princess?" ”

Fang Xiaoyu shook her head, and thought of Ye Xici's sad expression in her mind, for some reason, she suddenly remembered the words of the Fifth Prince and Ye Shucheng in her heart.

"Do you really understand the deepest bottomless darkness in Ye Xici's heart?"

Fang Xiaoyu patted his face, took a deep breath, and then exhaled fiercely, "Don't tell the prince that I have been to the ancestral hall. ”

Xie Yu naturally didn't dare to disobey Miss's meaning, but he guessed in his heart whether something had happened to make Miss unhappy.

When Ye Xi returned, it was already dawn. Xie Yu had already prepared breakfast, and the two of them ate some hastily, then took the prepared incense, candles, and paper money, and prepared to go to Princess An's grave to worship.

No one knows that not long after Ye Xici left the ancestral hall, King An also went to the ancestral hall alone, stayed in it for a long time, and didn't know what he did. I only knew that when he left, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was a little decadent.

Afterwards, he locked himself in the study, and did not go to the grave of Princess An to worship, but only held the book in his hand, sat on the chair in a daze, and even took the manual in his hand without knowing it.

"This is the first time you have gone to the grave to worship your mother since you got married. You have a stubborn temperament, but you are the same as your mother. The concubine will like you. Ye Xici smiled, and a trace of decadence in his original face was replaced by warmth.

The woman in front of her is real, not out of fantasy. This made him live in the days of fearful calculation and murder for the first time, and there was stability and peace of mind.

The mother concubine and Xiaoyu are both temperamental, if the mother concubine is still alive. You'll love the unpretentious personality of the joke. What's more, there can be someone to live with her for a few tricks, and the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will definitely be harmonious.

"I'm confident in that. If I raise you to be white and fat, and make you happy, my mother will like me. Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Mothers always think about their children. For Jian An, Ye Xici is one of her qiē. As long as Ye Xici can live well. If you know what to do, she will really feel at ease.

After all, even a person like Li Suqing can sacrifice his life to find a way out for her children, let alone a person like Jian An who depends on Ye Xici for his life?

Jian An's grave is not built luxuriously, but it is solemn and quiet, and it is meticulously cared for.

Ye Xici couldn't come to see her every day, so he hired someone to keep it here, cleaned it every day, replaced it with fresh melons and fruits as sacrifices, and kept incense and candles all year round.

At the back of the grave was a row of small wildflowers that could not be named. The red, blue, and yellow ones opened up, which made the deserted tomb a little more angry.

It's the season of flowers, and there's a subtle fragrance in the air. On the simple tombstone, Jian An's name is engraved, which was carved by the young Ye Xici at the time, which is a little crooked and a little sad.

This is the imperial mausoleum, and the people of the royal family are buried here after death. It's just that Jian An is just a princess, and she will not be as luxurious as the tomb of the mother in the palace.

The young Ye Xici said that his mother liked to be quiet, and he hated King An for being so cruel. So I begged the emperor not to bury Jian An and the future King An together. The emperor chose a slightly remote corner of the imperial mausoleum to bury Jian An, and agreed that Ye Xici would carve a tombstone for Jian An by himself, and it has been used to this day.

The old man who was guarding the grave here was originally a servant of the house. Because he had received the favor of Princess An, he was grateful, so he stayed in the imperial tomb and took care of Ye Xici here.

Fang Xiaoyu solemnly kowtowed in front of the grave, and while Ye Xici was packing up the offerings, she said solemnly to the tombstone: "At this moment." It's time for me to call you my mother. I'm afraid that over the years, what has always made you feel at ease is the son of Xici. In the same way, Xici has never let go of your death for a moment, and even has become an obsession. ”

"But the mother concubine is at ease, and the West will be handed over to me from now on. Whatever happened to him, whatever the secret that kept him from avoiding. As long as he is still Ye Xici, as long as he lives up to me one day, she will just be my husband who laughs. When the sky fell, I stood up for him. ”

What Fang Xiaoyu said to Jian An's tombstone was not so much for Jian An, but for herself.

It was not without uneasiness in her heart, because she could imagine that the secret that Ye Xici tried so hard to conceal must be a matter of great importance.

However, since she has given herself the opportunity to accept him, no matter what happens, as long as he does not live up to her, she will not live up to him.

This is the honor and disgrace shared between husband and wife, and it is the bond that binds together in that ceremony called marriage.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Xici saw Fang Xiaoyu's expression a little solemn, and asked casually.

"Tell me about your troubles." Fang Xiaoyu hooked the corners of his mouth.

Ye Xi couldn't help but laugh, he didn't remember what he could do to 'show off'.

The two solemnly kowtowed in front of the tomb again and left the imperial tomb. Ye Xici looked a little tired, sitting in the carriage, squinting his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.

"When you're tired, go to sleep, and I'll wake you up when you get to the palace." Fang said softly with a smile.

"It's just that I can't figure out some things, and I'm a little anxious." Ye Xi paused, as if hesitating what to say.

"Something?" Fang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, Ye Xici always occasionally showed a thoughtful look in the past few days, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"It's not a matter of mind. It's just a little weird. Ye Xici frowned, stretched out again, and continued: "My good father, it seems that something is not quite right recently. ”

"Where do you start?" Fang Xiaoyu was a little concerned.

Ye Xici didn't answer immediately, but organized his language and said, "It's not a matter of a day or two that he dislikes me. In the past, when my mother was still there, he never looked at me squarely, but with the protection of my mother, although life was harder, he didn't have much to worry about his life. After the mother concubine went, Li Suqing intensified the persecution, but he sat firmly on the fish platform, never helped, and even finally simply killed himself, and the persecution failed several times, and the attitude was even worse. ”

Fang Xiaoyu nodded. She had known these things for a long time. Long before marrying into the palace of An, Ye Xici lived in the palace, through the guò Ye Xinrou's mouth, and she herself sent someone to deliberately investigate, she already knew a thorough.

It can be said that Ye Xici is just an empty name for the son of King An. All these years in the palace, if you don't know, you will definitely think that he is not King An's biological son, but a waste product picked up from the garbage heap, and he is not regarded as a person.

She didn't quite understand the reason why An Wang did this. Even if he doesn't like Jian An anymore, even if he likes Li Suqing again, Ye Xici is always his biological son. Even if he is more partial to Ye Xiqian, there is no need to want to kill Ye Xi again and again. This is really not in line with the attitude of a father.

"But he's been a little strange lately. In the court, I noticed several times that he was secretly looking at me, and if they met in the court, they were not as mean as before, and it would be uncomfortable not to scold me a few words. It was especially strange these days, as soon as he saw me, he automatically avoided me, did not speak, and only passed by. Occasionally, you can see a few complicated expressions on his face, as well as hesitation to stop talking. ”

The more Ye Xici thought about it, the more wrong it became, and his brows furrowed a little deeper: "――

(To be continued.) )