Hua Qingcheng's mind flashed back to the poem that Si Chengfeng had read to her in Huaqiao Village. In this situation, she couldn't help but blurt out the poem.

Today, Hua Qingcheng no longer needs to convert the piano sheet into boxing sheet to play the piano. Her heart moves as she pleases, and the beautiful melody continues to float through her hands plucking the strings.

"Your Highness the Crown Princess is in a really good mood!" Gong Yang Jiezhen, who was standing beside her, walked up to her and spoke softly until Hua Qingcheng's piano music stopped.

Hua Qingcheng stood up from the grass holding the Yaoqin in one hand. She raised her hand slightly and caught a few flying petals that seemed to carry the scent of Bai Yuheng, but soon, the gentle spring breeze blew away the petals and they fell down.

"Fallen petals are not heartless; they transform into spring mud to protect the flowers." Hua Qingcheng murmured to herself, "Perhaps Master Bai hasn't left, but...he's just existing in another form somewhere unknown to us."

Gongyang Jiezhen, who had originally wanted to ridicule Hua Qingcheng, heard this woman mention her brother. She looked at the long river and couldn't help feeling sad. "Royal brother, Jiezhen is about to return to the country. But Jiezhen is incompetent and can't bring you back with her..."

Hua Qingcheng sneered, a mocking arc curling up at the corner of her mouth, "Gongyang Jiezhen, are you so sure that your royal brother wants to go back with you?"

"Of course. We are siblings." Gongyang Jiezhen retorted directly with an annoyed look on her face.

However, Hua Qingcheng shook her head slightly. "Whether you are siblings or not, I have no way of knowing. But, I feel that your father doesn't love your brother at all. Master Bai is a good man, but it's a pity... he was born in the wrong place. Otherwise, a man like him should have lived a carefree life with fine clothes and horses..."

Gongyang Jiezhen's face darkened slightly, and her words were as sharp as a knife: "Nalan Qingcheng, my royal brother is dead. Isn't it too late for you to say this now? When he was alive, couldn't you give him a little love?"

Hua Qingcheng gazed at the river leisurely, a look of confusion in her eyes. "Love? Master Bai... he tutors me, and he gives me many earnest instructions every day. Isn't all of this... isn't it out of the master's love for his students?"

Gongyang Jiezhen rolled her eyes speechlessly upon hearing this, but then she said slowly, "Royal brother, Royal brother, are you stupid? You like this woman, why don't you just say it directly? Even until she dies, she won't know that you love her in your heart..."

"Are you... serious?" Hua Qingcheng's mind suddenly flashed with this image: Bai Yuheng, dressed in a graceful white robe, smiling at her...

Hua Qingcheng covered her chest and suddenly felt a slight pain in her heart.

Love? So it was love...

Two lines of clear tears unknowingly slid down from the corners of Hua Qingcheng's eyes, but when she realized it, it was already too late.