Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He moved the wheelchair and passed her, but his voice was still as distant as ever.

"Go back early. Eunuch Zheng will arrange the carriage."

He didn't look back, and his reaction was calm and calm.

Yun Si was left squatting on the spot, looking at him, her eyes dimming slightly.

The little head was slightly drooped, like an abandoned puppy, looking inexplicably pitiful.

There was quiet silence for a long time.

Until the little father-in-law next to the steward's father-in-law walked in.

"Young Master, the carriage will be ready in a moment. You can go back and pack now to prepare to leave the palace."

"..."

I really don’t like her and want her to leave early...

She slowly stood up and pursed her lips, "Aren't you... leaving tomorrow?"

The young father-in-law lowered his head and said, "Your Highness is kind and asks you to leave half a day early."

"..." She didn't speak.

After a while, she slightly pulled her lips and said, "I understand, thank you, father-in-law."

I'm a little sad, but I still can't show it.

She lowered her head and followed him quietly.

Slowly, look back three times in one step.

Even though I had only been back for two days, it was as if I knew I would never come back again.

After getting on the carriage, he still raised the curtain and watched from a distance.

Along the way, there was excessive silence.

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East Palace.

Taiming Hall.

The incense is light, the silence is empty.

Under the bright palace, the courtiers retired and left one by one.

His Royal Highness was left behind, still not allowed to rest, and began to deal with the newly submitted memorial.

One after another.

After Yun Si left in the car, the chief steward walked in and reported the matter.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was sitting on the main seat, still didn't react at all. He was calm and didn't even raise his eyelids.

The chief steward observed him secretly, paused for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Your Highness, what about Qinfang Garden tomorrow..."

"Let's talk about it in a few days."

Chu Ling flipped through the memorial without stopping.

Apparently, he wanted to wait for Young Master Yun to come back before going.

When she left, he waited for her to come back.

The steward's mind changed and he understood what he meant, "Yes, Your Highness."

Then, he quietly withdrew.

Back to the door and stand.

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evening.

Yun Mansion.

The news that Yun Si suddenly came back made Yun's father and Yun Mu startle from the dinner table.

The two of them looked at each other, and now they didn't even bother to eat their food, so they hurried out.

Yun Si's maid Chun Ying also ran out after hearing the news.

So, as soon as Yun Si returned to her home, she heard crying sounds one after another.

Yun Mu cried, Chun Ying also cried, and the knowing grandmother on the side also cried.

Seeing the fair and pure look on Yun Si's face, she suddenly cried louder.

For those who didn't know, they thought someone died in Yun Mansion and they were mourning.

Yun Si got off the carriage and was taken into Yun Mansion.

Yun's father and Yunmu didn't bother to let her rest for a while, so they pulled her into the study.

As soon as the door was closed, Yun Yu pressed her small shoulder, extremely eagerly.

"Sisi, how are you? Are you okay? Your Highness—Your Highness, he didn't find anything, did he?"

"Did anyone in the palace say anything? Why did you wipe your face? Didn't Mom tell you to put on powder every day to pretend?"

"Also, why did you come back suddenly? Aren't you coming back tomorrow? Did His Highness ask you to leave? Did His Highness discover something?"

A series of questions came at me at once.

The beautiful and frail little man's shoulders hurt a little when she grabbed her, "You hurt me."

When Yun's father saw it, he immediately pulled Yun Mu away who was a little too excited.