Although Ziyun's death caused some waves among the palace maids and women's history at first, it was hidden because the female officials in the palace did not want to interact with the court and criminal department outside because of this. This is also the legal practice of the female history of the palace in the past dynasties. Ziyun's original two followers were suspicious of Yimei, because she and Ziyun were both candidates for the next aunt. But because there is really no evidence, I can only talk about it in private.

Yi Mei couldn't lift her spirits for a long time since that night and was sick all day, on the contrary, Su Qi became more active. Therefore, Yimei took the initiative to withdraw and let Su Qi succeed her as the aunt in charge, but she also deliberately distanced herself from Su Qi. Because, she doesn't know how to face this sister who is gradually becoming unrecognizable.

There is also a person Yimei who is also deliberately alienating him, Ziluo.

After another busy and suspenseful work in the "Yangju Palace", Yimei returned to the premises of the female historians of the Imperial Tea Bureau and began to eat.

"Can I sit here?" Yi Mei, who was eating with her head down, suddenly remembered a familiar voice in her ears, she was Su Qi. With a smile on her face, she looked at Yimei expectantly with her meal. Yimei raised her head slightly, glanced at Su Qi and said, "Sit down!"

"Is my sister still angry with me?" asked Su Qi as soon as she sat down.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you still blaming me for not letting you save Ziyun?" Su Qi said that this sentence was actually a temptation, and sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Yi Mei scolded her in a low voice but harshly, "You don't want to die, that incident will pass and no one will mention it again." Otherwise, your life and I will be in danger. ”

Su Qi looked very happy and asked, "Then sister, have you forgiven me?"

It's still that little sister who doesn't grow up!

Su Qi shook his head and looked helpless but said happily, "Yes, I'm not angry." You don't have to stretch your face all day!"

"In short, if my sister is not angry with me, I will be happy!" Su Qi's innocence at this time seemed a little deliberate, but the happiness was real, and the ease was also real. Yi Mei looked at her with soft eyes like an elder, and her words were like an elder's doting reproach, "You, you are already the foreman's aunt's person, why are you still so frizzy!"

"Eat more, you've been busy lately, you see you've lost a lot of weight. Yi Mei said as she sandwiched the meat and vegetables in her bowl to Su Qi.

Seeing Su Qi eating Haisai selflessly, Yi Mei turned to think of another person, another thing. Suddenly, my heart became heavy.

Maybe this is the so-called frowning and heart.

After dinner, when she returned to the bedroom, Yimei stretched her waist and was about to rest, but she received a letterhead handed to her by the little palace maid in the same bedroom. Yimei took the letterhead full of doubts, and on the surface of the letterhead were painted two red plums with the words "Yimei personally opened". These words are written tall and powerful, and at a glance, you can know that they are definitely a man's strength. Sure enough, the letterhead was written by Ziluo to Yimei, and the content was that today was Ziluo's birthday, and he wanted to ask Yimei to spend it together in the plum garden. I hope that Yimei will not refuse.

Putting away the letterhead, Yimei fell into hesitation.

She didn't know whether she should follow her heart and give Ziluo a chance to herself, or whether she should listen to her own reason and let the past dominate her present and even the future. It is not so much that Yimei is worried that her identity as the daughter of a rebel will bring trouble to Ziluo in the future, but that her own inferiority complex is at fault. Because he once murdered Juncheng's family so darkly, Yimei felt inferior. She felt like she was all shady too.

After thinking about it for a long time and still not having an answer, Yimei simply lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

In the plum garden, Ziluo and Zihao gathered around the stove to eat fresh venison from hunting. Ziluo has been absent-mindedly and kept looking at the door, Zihao felt strange and asked: "You don't see the three souls of the seven souls this night, and your birthday is so unkempt, what's wrong?" Ziluo didn't see Yimei's figure all the time, so he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, so he just said softly, "It's okay, thank you Brother Wang for accompanying me on my birthday for many years." ”

Zihao smiled evilly and said, "Oh, I wish I had your princess accompany you on your birthday next year, so I don't have to listen to your nagging." ”

"Borrow Brother Wang's auspicious words!" Ziluo's answer surprised Zihao.

"It's not too early, I have to go back to the house to deal with the political affairs assigned by my father. You should rest early!" As soon as Zihao finished speaking, he saw Yimei coming in from the door, so he asked in surprise, "Why did you come here?"

Ziluo was pleasantly surprised when he saw Yimei, and he was busy answering on her behalf without waiting for her to speak, "I invited her!"

"You invited her here?" Zihao turned back to look at Ziluo suspiciously, which made Yimei stand aside in embarrassment and was at a loss.

"Yes, she's my guest. ”

Looking at Ziluo's excited and suddenly shy appearance, Hao suddenly understood something, but at the moment he understood, there was an imperceptible pain in his heart. Escaping quickly is the only thing Zihao can do and the only thing he wants to do now, "Then you guys talk slowly, I'll go first!"

Without the presence of a third person, Ziluo and Yimei were even more cramped, and the insects under the moonlight were screaming happily. Ziluo hesitated for a long time and only asked: "You, have you eaten?" Yimei was a lot more natural, she bowed slightly to Ziluo and said, "Yes, the slave has already eaten." Slave maid wishes Your Highness a thousand years!"

"Don't call yourself a slave in front of me, I think you know what I mean by inviting you. Ziluo said and guided Yimei to the pavilion with his hand. "Yes, Your Highness!" Yi Mei did not hesitate to follow, and also took advantage of this time to express the doubts in her heart, "Why is His Highness's birthday banquet so deserted?"

"It's all because of my mother. She doesn't like to be lively by nature, so she didn't allow us to hold a birthday banquet since she was a child. Every year, she and my brother spend our birthdays together, just the three of us. ”

"By the way, which mother is your mother?" Yimei had never seen Ziluo and Zihao go to the palace of a harem concubine to ask for peace.

Ziluo sighed lightly, and instead of answering Yimei directly, he talked about the origin of the plum garden, "This plum garden was built by my father and the emperor for my mother's concubine. Ziluo paused and then said, "In the end, the mother concubine was also given death by her father in this plum garden. ”

"Death?!"

"Have you heard of the rebellion of the deposed prince a few years ago?"

Not to mention that Yimei and her family were the direct victims of the accident. So Yimei is more sensitive than anyone else, so she couldn't help but be startled when she heard Ziluo say this. The tragic scenes of that year came back to my heart. Yimei didn't dare to answer, but Ziluo didn't seem to stop and let her say, "The abolished prince rebelled, the prince's mother, the queen mother, was given poisoned wine, and my mother, Concubine Mei, was given three feet of white silk just because she interceded for the queen!"

Yimei couldn't bear to see him so sad, and she groaned slightly, and suddenly remembered one thing that her parents would do with her every birthday in the past. So she said to Ziluo excitedly and confidently: "Your Highness is here to wait for me, and I will be back soon." Then he ran away from the plum garden as fast as he could.

"You, what are you going to do?" Ziluo didn't react for a while.

Not long after, Yimei took paper, pencils, paste, bamboo branches, etc., and returned to the plum garden, and immediately squatted on the ground and fiddled. Tiny beads of sweat oozed from her forehead because of running.

"You, what are you going to do?" Ziluo still didn't understand, but he wanted to help her wipe the sweat off her forehead.

"Kong Ming lantern!" Yimei looked up at Ziluo and said, looking like a child who didn't know anything.

"Kong Ming lantern?"

Yimei beckoned Ziluo to squat down to help her, and then said, "On your birthday, write your wish on the Kong Ming lantern and release it, so that the wish can come true." This is the custom of my hometown. Yimei told a little lie, it was not a custom in her hometown to release Kong Ming lanterns, but something that her father and mother would accompany her on every birthday when she was a child.

The two of them worked together and soon made a small but hopeful Kong Ming lantern. Yimei was obviously very happy, she forgot her numb legs, stood up briskly, proudly pointed to Kong Minglan and said to Ziluo, "Okay, you can write your wishes on this now!" Ziluo suddenly became embarrassed, "Do you really want to write?"

"Of course I have to write it," Yimei said, giving Ziluo a brush.

"Then you turn around first. ”

"Okay, I won't look at it!" Yi Mei said, she turned her back to Ziluo until he finished writing and released the Kong Ming lantern. But Yimei still couldn't help but ask Ziluo what he wrote.

"Since you haven't even read what I wrote, naturally don't ask, right?" Ziluo didn't know how to refuse when facing Yimei, so he had to use this way of asking to discuss with her. But if Yimei asks again, I'm afraid I'll tell the truth. didn't think about it, Yimei didn't ask but turned her head and walked out, "Okay, then don't look at it!" was so frightened that Ziluo thought she was angry and hurriedly asked: "Are you angry?"

Yimei turned around and walked backwards and said, "No! It's late, I want to go back quickly!"

Ziluo breathed a sigh of relief and followed with a shy smile, "Then I'll send you." ”

The Kong Ming lantern, which had flown into the air, faintly saw a few words through the moonlight and flickering candlelight: "I hope that I will have your company every birthday in the future." ”