As the old saying goes, it's rare to be clear. This year, Qingming, there is a light rain.

Since the last time he came back from his place, Zhu Ran hadn't seen him for another month. I accidentally mentioned to Shui Xin that I wanted to go back to Zhufu, but I didn't expect Shui Xin to clean up in the room every day. One will say that Dong Yuqing likes this, and another will say that Dong Yuqing likes to eat that.

"Huizhou silk, Suzhou brocade, three-color pastry, Hetian jade bracelet ......"

After watching Shui Xin busy beside him, Zhu Ran took a deep breath and said softly: "Don't be busy, put everything back, we won't be able to go back for a while." ”

During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and the pedestrians on the road did not break their souls this year, but it was Du Yuyan, the princess of the East Palace, who broke their souls. When Zhu Ran saw her a month ago, she still had a ruddy face and a radiant look, why did she die after a month. At first, I didn't believe it, but everyone in the house, from the small to the rough maid to the chief manager Li Wenhai, was talking about this matter, and I had to admit that the talented girl who was once famous in the capital is gone.

"Didn't the prince say let Mrs. return to ......" Shui Xin suddenly shouted together, but seeing that Zhu Ran's face was not good, he shut up without finishing a sentence.

Zhu Ran thought: Although he said that he would let him go back, but Du Yuyan suddenly died young, at this moment, if her stand-in appeared in front of him, what would he do? ! Suddenly, my heart trembled, and I didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The mournful sound of suona on the main road of Kyoto Castle came from afar. Today is the day when Du Yuyan's body came out. According to the national code system, the funeral of the crown princess should be carried out of Donghua Gate by 36 people. There are eighteen banner-bearers in the front, and one in the front row is a concubine's own brother. But to Du Yuyan here, Du Yuyan died on the way to Puhua Temple, the body was parked in Puhua Temple for two days, and the monks of Puhua Temple spent two days of death, and the court sent someone to directly transfer the body to the imperial tomb for burial.

I don't know how, Du Yuyan's smile that day was deeply reflected in Zhu Ran's mind, lingering. Zhu Ran sat in the center of the house, so he simply stood up and walked quickly to the highest part of the main hall of the Ruixin Palace, and happened to see the funeral procession that was far away from him, more than ten miles long. I don't know if the moving white dot at the front of the team is Du Yuxuan, as Du Yuyan's sibling, what mood should he be in to send his sister on the last journey at this time? Thinking of this, I can't help but think that Du Yuyan's husband, the crown prince of the dynasty, Du Yuyan's father, the prime minister of the dynasty, the two closest people can't see off the dead because of the absurd etiquette regulations of the dynasty, and they can't appear in the funeral procession, isn't this the biggest sorrow!

At this moment, the slightest drizzle in the sky set off the haze of the whole city, and Zhu Ran stood in place, silently reciting in his heart: Du Yuyan, go all the way.

An oil-paper umbrella printed with Aoxue red plum suddenly appeared above his head, and Ruoyi was standing beside him when he raised his eyes. He said softly, "Madam, go back." Zhu Ran took the umbrella, I don't know what I said to Ruoyi, and when I reacted, I was the only one in a very unfamiliar corner of the house. I didn't wonder if I was in a dream, but when the thumb of my left hand touched the affected area that was still feeding the palm of my hand, a pain reminded Zhu Ran.

A withered courtyard, looking through the small courtyard, there was smoke wafting out of the airy pores between the dark doors. Before he got closer, he didn't know whether he stumbled and hit the scattered stones in the courtyard and made a sound, or how he made a sound, but he heard the people in the house shout coldly: "Who! ”

Zhu Ran didn't dare to move again, and the first thought that came to his mind was the thirty-six plan, and walking was the best plan, but his thinking and action were so inconsistent, his body had not moved, and the people in the house had pushed the door out. It's Zhu Heyu!

He was dressed in a dignified black robe, coupled with his iron-blue face, which made Zhu Ran very flustered, and this kind of panic was not there when he was in Huizhou City that day. Without saying a word, he waited for him to be furious.

"Who brought you here? How did you find here? He asked two questions in succession, and although his tone was not angry, it was still very intimidating.

"The concubine went wrong." Zhu Ran turned around and wanted to run away regardless of the consequences, but he didn't want his tone to suddenly soften: "Come here." ”

He was indeed burning paper, and the room was very dark, but what was still visible was the position placed on the desk in the middle - the position of his mother Rong Guifei. Rong Guifei? His mother? I didn't have time to think about it, so I prostrated with him. After getting up, he stood silently aside, not saying a word.

Zhu Ran didn't even dare to breathe, and secretly observed his face, unable to understand it, and couldn't understand it. What flashed in her mind was the damaged step that the queen gave her on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and she seemed to have guessed something, and she was shocked. Zhu Heyu seemed to be able to see through what Zhu Ran was thinking, and then Zhu Ran thought: "Do you remember the step shake that the queen gave you on the first day of the Lunar New Year?" ”

Seeing her nodding, Zhu Heyu continued: "That's the ...... of the mother's concubine" Zhuran thought that Zhu Heyu just said that the step shake was his mother's, but he didn't think that Zhu Heyu would have a later word: "That is the love between the mother concubine and Han Xiang's father, Han Zhexi." Staring at him wide-eyed, he didn't have anything to say.

He covered the door and came out of the courtyard. The two of them slowly paced down the middle of nowhere. There were no words for a long time, and finally Zhu Ran broke the silence and asked, "Why don't you repair the courtyard just now?" ”

Zhu Heyu smiled bitterly: "When the emperor gave me this mansion, half of the courtyards in the mansion were like this. When my mother was still alive, she said to me, 'Remember all this today!' I did remember it in my heart, but even so, I was afraid to forget. The only way to come here is to deepen your memory over and over again. ”

After listening to this, Zhu Ran subconsciously took a deep breath, but he didn't dare in front of him, and half of the qi inhaled into his chest returned to the air.

Zhu Heyu noticed it and held Zhu Ran's hand. The two pairs of cold hands touched each other, and they couldn't help but make Zhu Ran shrink suddenly. Zhu Heyu felt Zhu Ran's scabbed palm, increased the strength, looked at Zhu Ran and said, "Why are you always so depressed by my side?" ”

Zhu Ran looked at the gentle affection in Zhu Heyu's eyes, and didn't want to answer for a long time. In the end, he subconsciously shook Zhu Heyu's hand back, and said frankly: "I thought you would be very tired of seeing me for a while." ”

Zhu Heyu knew the meaning of Zhu Ran's words, and increased the strength of holding Zhu Ran's hand, "No, believe me." ”

The sporadic rain in the sky had stopped at some point, and the two hands were clasped together, her hands were soft and delicate, and his hands were rough and hard. Zhu Ran listened to Zhu Heyu say this, and her heart finally moved, whether she wanted to admit it or not.