"However, there is one thing that I have to ask my mother to worry about."

After Mrs. Qin chatted with the queen for a few more words, she suddenly changed her words, and her eyes flickered faintly.

The queen's hand serving the tea paused slightly, and then she still took a sip quietly, her eyelashes drooping slightly.

Zhang Yu, who was standing behind the queen, felt the atmosphere stagnate, so he took a step forward slightly, and Ying Ying saluted: "Niangniang, I remember that when I was studying with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the morning, I left a bracelet in the Wenhua Palace. ”

"In that case, go and get it back."

The queen's beautiful eyes were slightly stained with a smile, and she waved her hand lightly, signaling to retreat.

Zhang Yu nodded in response, took a few steps back respectfully, and then turned around and walked out of the Jiaofang Palace.

The sun in spring is bright and a little dazzling.

Zhang Yu, who had left the main hall, took a deep breath, but his chest was still a little stuffy. She looked around, and some didn't know where to go, so she simply walked aimlessly, and unconsciously walked into the palace road on the west side of the Jiaofang Palace.

As far as the eye can see, there are high palace walls on both sides, and the vermilion paint is slightly peeling off due to age.

Zhang Yu walked a few steps, but saw that there was no one around, and there was no palace maid and eunuch at all.

After walking for a while, there were still lonely blue brick and red walls and a small square blue sky overhead. She was pressed with something in her heart, so she couldn't help but slow down, and unconsciously hummed a minor tune she had heard before.

"The world is emotional, but the white porcelain plum soup in midsummer, the crushing ice hits the wall and clangs."

Zhang Yu's voice is extremely refreshing and clean, but at this time, humming in a low voice inexplicably adds some lingering compassion, which is even more moving.

"The love of the world is tribulated, but the three nine black tiles are yellow and fresh, and the sugar heart is low and bitter."

The corners of the blue and blue skirt are flying, as if a lotus leaf grows in this silent and cold vermilion corridor.

"The obsession of the world, but in the middle of winter, the weak water is a thousand layers of ice, and the axe and shovel can't be moved."

She twirled lightly as she slowly stretched out her slender fingers to reach out to the small square blue sky above her head.

When the last line was sung, a black swallow happened to pass by, drawing a lonely arc.

Zhang Yu looked up at it for a long time, there was no trace on a small square of sky, but her gaze crossed the blue sky and looked farther into the unknown.

"Sister Yu."

I don't know how long later, a young man's joyful voice suddenly came from behind.

Zhang Yu's stiff body trembled slightly, no longer looking up at the sky, and wanted to turn around. Who knew that with a soft "pop", the hairpin on his head finally fell off due to a long period of crumbling.

"Oops, how did it fall?"

The young man's voice was quite annoyed behind him, and then a hand appeared in front of Zhang Yu's eyes.

"Sister Yu, your hairpin is broken, I'll give you a new one."

Zhang Yu looked at it a little stunned, only to see a hairpin quietly placed on the young man's white and slender hand, a magnolia flower was carved with white jade in the middle of the hairpin, and there was a golden butterfly flying on each side, the most striking thing was that there were three gems inlaid in the middle, but it was a pity that the sapphire in the middle fell to the ground and fell.

A sudden burst of heartache came to his heart, Zhang Yu smiled reluctantly, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end only spit out four words.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."