Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After a stormy night,

When Yun Si was sent back to her attic, she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes.

Afu cleaned her body, put on her clothes, and covered her with a quilt.

Before leaving, the sky was already getting slightly brighter, and the sun was slowly rising from the east.

The person on the bed was tired after a long night and slept soundly.

Her cheeks were pink and the flush never faded.

There were so many ambiguous traces that even the collar of my clothes couldn't block them.

Ah Fu knelt beside the bed and looked at it quietly for a long time.

The big palm gently touched her face, and the cold eyebrows seemed to finally soften.

He had not slept all night, but he was still in high spirits and not at all sleepy.

Kneeling on his knees, quietly guarding his master.

After the celebration banquet, the border was peaceful,

The imperial court returned to its previous state of back-and-forth struggles between various parties.

After the eldest prince suddenly fell ill and died, the empress was also bedridden and stayed at home all year round.

In order to ensure the stability of the harem, the emperor ordered Concubine Liang to help manage the harem.

And Concubine Liang happens to be the biological mother of the fourth prince Song Jingyan.

Concubine Liang Guifei was kind-hearted and did not have too many disputes with others on weekdays. In addition, her handling methods were gentle, so the harem was outwardly peaceful.

There are more and more people supporting the fourth prince in the court, and Concubine Liang is also in charge of the harem.

So everyone seems to know who the crown prince belongs to.

Although Yun Si has been in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she probably knows a thing or two about the affairs in the court.

She had only met Song Jingyan a few times. Even though the time was short, she could tell that he was indeed a good prospect.

Song Jingyan often came to ask her out. Even if he was rejected, he would not become angry because of it.

Knowing that Yun Si stayed behind closed doors and was too lazy to go out, he often sent letters to tell her interesting things.

Poems, songs, court politics, everything. You can also control the degree of communication just right.

I have to admit that this kind of interaction is quite comfortable.

Yun Si received another letter from him in the past few days. She didn't read it and just put it aside casually.

However, she didn't expect that Ah Fu would see this letter.

When he came in from the window at night, by chance, a gust of wind blew in from the window.

The wind was a bit strong, so the unpressed envelopes on the table were blown to the ground.

Yun Si sat by the bed and saw his eyes on the letter on the ground.

She froze immediately and watched as he picked up the letter.

".You. Just put it on the table."

Yun Si na na.

The man looked at her calmly, and then tore open the envelope in front of her.

Just like a husband who wants to catch an adulterer, all he needs is a knife in his hand.

Yun Si: "."

"Afu, please listen to me and explain to you. Things are not what you think. I have nothing to do with him. He insisted on sending this, and I can't refuse."

The man's cold gaze glanced over, as if the temperature in the air had suddenly dropped a lot.

He said nothing and tore the letter into pieces.

Then he started looking in the cabinet again, rummaging through the cabinets.

Soon, he found a pile of letters neatly folded by Qiu Li.

A thick stack, at least fifty or sixty letters.

The letters are all brand new, only a few of them have been opened, and the rest are unopened and sealed with wax.

Yun Si put on her shoes, ran over, hugged his arm,

"Afu, believe me, I really have nothing to do with him."

"I promise, I only watched it a few times at the beginning, but I stopped watching it after that. Moreover, I didn't reply to him, and I declined his invitation to go out."

Yun Si has a strong desire to survive, and she explains clearly what needs to be explained, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

"Really, I've been waiting for you, no one else."