Qing Yue raised her head and saw that Murong Hui was sitting on the side reading a book, so she didn't say anything, but quietly asked Qing Yan to help her and receive all the things into the warehouse.

When Murong Hui came back to his senses, he saw that all the things on the table had been put away.

Murong Hui rubbed her eyebrows, then got up and beckoned Qingyue to go out to breathe.

"Your Highness, the hour is getting short."

Qingyue glanced at the sky outside the window with some embarrassment, it was completely dark at this time, and I was afraid that it would not be safe to go out now.

"It's okay, let's not go far, just walk around."

Putting on the cloak, seeing Qingyue's embarrassed face, Murong Hui spoke patiently.

Qing Yue saw that Murong Hui insisted, so she had no choice but to agree.

The two walked out of the east side hall and walked leisurely towards the back garden.

As soon as I walked out of Fengyi Palace, I saw many colorful goldfish swimming in the stream on the side of the road.

Especially under the illumination of the palace lamp next to it, I know that it is more flexible.

Murong Hui couldn't help but stop and watch, Qingyue glanced around, and saw a group of guards walking not far away, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that something must not happen.

The two of them watched the fish for a while, and then they followed the creek all the way, and when they reacted, they found that they had gone far away.

Murong Hui saw that the hour was not early, and was about to walk back, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps behind him.

Murong Hui couldn't help but be stunned, turned her head to look in that direction, and saw Zhao Yu walking out of the flowers, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, are you also here to see Epiphany?"

Zhao Yu said something, and his eyes fell on a few epiphanyes not far away.

Murong Hui said something and looked at it, and saw that the epiphany in the flower bush seemed to be about to open, no wonder Zhao Yu wanted to stay here and wait.

"It's really rare."

Murong Hui also had some expectations in her heart, the last time she saw the epiphany blooming, it was the year before last, she and Murong Jing sat in the Qinzheng Palace, chatting and waiting for the epiphany to bloom.

That day, they did appreciate the beauty of the epiphany when it opened, but they also waited for Lin Yingxin's angry scolding.

She blamed Murong Jing for only caring for flowers and plants all day long, ignoring the government and politics at all, and not being motivated at all.

Murong Hui is also very strange sometimes, Murong Jing can obviously be a rich idler, why does Lin Yingxin have to let him be the emperor, this is not the life he wants at all.

"What is Your Highness thinking?"

Probably seeing that she was distracted, Zhao Yu looked at her a little strangely, with a bit of concern on his face.

The two have been together for a long time, so they have gradually become familiar with each other, and they will even talk about some worries in their hearts with each other when they leave.

This invisibly narrowed the distance between the two sides, but both of them were not very old, so they didn't think deeply.

"I just remembered my father, he liked flowers and plants the most."

Sighing, Murong Hui only felt that the world was impermanent, but when she remembered the past, she always felt a faint pain in her heart, but she couldn't be easily noticed.

"It's a minister, no, it reminds you of something unpleasant."

Seeing her sad expression, Zhao Yu guessed what he had just said, which must have aroused her sadness.

"It's on."

Seeing that her emotions had also affected Zhao Yu, Murong Hui couldn't help but feel a little upset in her heart, and she hurriedly changed the topic.

Zhao Yu hurriedly looked towards the epiphany, and saw that the flowers as white as ordinary snow were slowly blooming, like white jade, so that she couldn't help but relax her breath.

After a full two quarters of an hour, Murong Hui came to her senses, and she hurriedly got up and glanced at the sky.

"It's not early, so go back and rest early."

Murong Hui's face was a little pale, she didn't feel it just now, but now she felt a little tired.

"Your Highness, let's go back first, the minister still wants to stay for a while."

Zhao Yu was more casual, he sat on the garden bench and said leisurely.

Murong Hui didn't say anything after hearing this, and walked towards Fengyi Palace.

By the time Murong Hui returned to the East Side Hall, it was already dark, but thinking of Murong Jing today disturbed her mood and made her not in the mood to sleep at all.

She simply spread out the paper and drew the epiphany she had just seen, drawing with great concentration.

I didn't even notice that the maid walked in and changed the candle twice.

By the time she finished painting, it was almost time for her child, and she finally felt a little sleepy, put the painting in the book, and went to rest.

The day before she rested too late, so her spirit was a little tired all day on the second day, but fortunately she didn't have to continue to take care of the palace in these days, so after returning to the east side hall, she did her homework and rested early.

When she woke up the next morning, she felt much better than before, but looking at the epiphany in the painting, she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

After breakfast early in the morning, Murong Hui rushed to the upper study in a sedan chair, and found that most of the people had not yet arrived, so they took a walk by the newly repaired lotus pond behind the upper study.

"Your Highness, this is for you."

At this time, I heard Zhao Yu's voice behind me.

She turned around in some surprise and saw Zhao Yu looking at her with a glass jar in his hand.

Murong Hui saw that in the translucent jar, there was a bouquet of blooming epiphyllum flowers, and the petals had obviously been trimmed, which was even more beautiful than what she had seen the night before.

She thought the flower was fake, but when she looked closely, she realized that it was true.

"How did you keep it on?"

Epiphyllum blooms for a very short period of time, so it is completely impossible to bloom for such a long time.

"Because the minister made a wish, I hope that this flower can always bloom, because then His Highness will be happy to see it, and the heavens heard the minister's wish, so that this flower can always come and not wither."

Zhao Yu smiled, his eyes revealing a little brilliance.

Murong Hui knew that it was not easy to preserve flowers in this way, so she couldn't help but be a little moved in her heart, and hurriedly said: "I suddenly remembered that a few days ago, I saw a book about the Four Books and the Five Classics, and I will find it for you when I get out of school later." ”

Although this gift is not valuable, it is more in Murong Hui's eyes than real money, so she always feels that she should not accept the other party's gift for nothing, and she must always do something for the other party.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhao Yu is the eldest son of a scholarly family, and the imperial examination is the way she must go, so he naturally will not refuse Murong Hui's kindness.

The two chatted for a while, and when they saw that the hour was almost up, they went back to their study to go to class.

After school in the evening, Murong Hui didn't care about dinner, so she hurried to the upper study and found the book about the imperial examination that she had read before.

After dinner, she went to the back garden to wait, and after waiting for a long time, she saw Zhao Yu coming over.

He is still the same as usual, especially likes green shirts, and has an outstanding temperament when standing in the moonlight.

"Thank you Your Highness for your trouble, the minister has a book to show His Highness, and this snack was bought from outside the palace and given to His Highness to taste."

After taking the book, Zhao Yu handed the book and snacks to Qingyue, and said excitedly that he had been thinking about this book for a long time.