Chapter 315: Like You and the Princess

"Good news and bad news, which would you like to hear first?"

Yu Shiyan sat in the carriage, a chill creeping up his back against the cool air. He smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes and parted his thin lips slightly: "Bad news."

Outside, Zhong Heng paused for a moment: "We need to hear the good news first, otherwise I can't say anything."

Yu Shiyan: "..." Who did you learn this from?

"Alright, go ahead and tell me."

"The imperial physician said that with the recent proper treatment with herbal medicine and her stable emotions, Wang Po's mind has recovered somewhat."

"And the bad news?"

"She seems to have suffered a great shock. Although she has regained her senses, she is not speaking for the time being."

Yu Shiyan sighed softly: "Well, it's good news after all. It's better than him being crazy all the time."

She must have suffered a lot over the years, so it's understandable that her recovery has taken a long time. Did the Imperial Physician give her any further instructions?

"I didn't say anything else, I just said that during the recovery phase it's best not to trigger her memories. Her health was already poor, and now that she's older, it would be difficult to cure her if she were to have a sudden attack of anger."

"Then let him rest for now. We've waited so long, there's no rush."

"Understood."

The two fell silent, and the wooden wheel creaked as it rolled over the gravel, startling a flock of crows and sparrows in the woods, causing the leaves to rustle.

The moonlight was faint, filtering through the branches overhead and falling like frost on the ground. A thin mist hung in the air, making one feel a little melancholy.

A short while later, Zhong Heng let out a soft sigh and pulled on the reins to bring the two horses to a slow stop.

The gatekeeper immediately pushed open the door and welcomed the group inside, following closely behind them.

"What's up?"

Zhong Heng glanced at him.

"have……"

The servant swallowed hard. "A gift was sent from the Yuan residence in the evening."

Yu Shiyan paused and looked at the servant: "Where?"

"You should go see for yourself; it's hanging under the eaves." The servant lowered his head honestly, looking quite helpless.

Under the eaves?

Recalling what she had said to Yuan Siyin at the palace banquet, Bai Tu roughly knew what Yuan Siyin had sent.

Yu Shiyan, unaware of the situation, walked straight inside and saw from afar that there was another spirited green parrot in the gold cage.

"Yu Shiyan! Little White Flower!"

"Yu Shiyan! Little White Flower!"

"More trouble than they're worth!"

"More trouble than they're worth!"

The new recruit, a green-skinned fellow, followed the old hand Ruyi's example closely, even showing signs of surpassing him, speaking with an exceptionally high-spirited tone.

Yu Shiyan's lips twitched, finally understanding why the servant had been hesitant earlier.

The first time I gave him a parrot, that was fine, but the second time it was still a parrot.

If it weren't for his constant coaxing and deception, I would never have been able to rely on the farewell gifts she gave me in this lifetime.

...I was so angry my liver hurt.

Yu Shiyan waved his hand: "Keep it. Since there's a Ruyi, then let's call this one Jixiang."

"It sounds awful! It sounds awful!" Ruyi flapped its wings, chattering incessantly.

"Then your name is Jixiang (吉祥), and its name is Ruyi (如意)."

Upon hearing this, Ruyi immediately shook its feathers and stopped chirping. Jixiang tilted its head and, without hesitation, stretched out its thin little leg and kicked it.

Unexpectedly, Ruyi shrank her neck and didn't utter a sound, as if she was willingly enduring it.

Zhong Heng suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

"What are you laughing about for no reason?" Yu Shiyan gave him a strange look.

He cleared his throat, then quickly regained his composure: "It's nothing, I just feel... that you and the princess are somewhat similar."