Time heals all wounds, but that saying doesn't seem to be a panacea.

The October election was fast approaching, and due to Qingran's absence and other factors, Hua Yueli took over the presidency of the empire from her father with an overwhelming victory.

Chu Li also secured her position as one of the ten minor councilors.

For Hua Yueli and the others, this was undoubtedly something to celebrate.

But... it doesn't seem like something to celebrate.

"Congratulations."

With just two words, Fu Muqian couldn't say anything more. Fu Muqian was in charge of all the personnel on Fuyun Island. Before Hua Yueli took office, he also became the youngest commander of the Central Military Region in the history of the Empire!

But there was no joy on his face.

The young man had white hair, and he wore Wei Shengxi's jade pendant at his waist. He also linked his wrist with Wei Shengxi's, despite not believing in gods or Buddhas.

The robes he wore also began to lean towards the lighter colors that Shengxi preferred, rather than the darker colors he used to love.

His demeanor was no longer that of a ruthless person, but had become much gentler and more aloof.

If it weren't for their completely different figures and faces.

They almost thought that Zixi was there.

The person who passed away was Ziqian.

Hua Yueli rolled her tongue around in her mouth before finally uttering two words, "Same to you."

Zhou Zhi had already avenged his elder brother.

Zhou Zhi held Hua Yueli's hand, his expression no better.

Since returning from Fuyun Island, Gu Nanyan and the others have been almost constantly busy.

The eleven people had just met.

"I heard that the old man gave Jingning Mountain to Fifth Master?"

Because of Wei Shengxi's affair, Gu Xingxiao had already returned to the country, and Ji Luqi should have started pursuing her dream lover, her eternal white moonlight.

But it's been put on hold for now.

Gu Xingxiao was busy with the humanitarian association's affairs and didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Her friend had just passed away, so naturally she wasn't focused on that kind of thing.

“Hmm,” Shen Bei’an leaned against Gu Nan’an’s chest, “If you want to go, you can just go directly there.”

Jingning Mountain is a forbidden zone for others, but not for these former students.

It's not like those worldly schools nowadays.

While you are in school: After you enter the workforce, you can always come back to school. This will always be your alma mater, and you will always be welcome.

If you want to go back and visit after entering the workforce: No members of the public are allowed inside.

“No,” Ji Luqi shook her head, not revealing her true purpose, “I just wanted to say that if Fifth Master ever needs my help in the future, please feel free to give the order.”

Zixi was not buried in the ancestral hall of the Weisheng family, but Ziqian was buried in Jingning Mountain.

The Weisheng family was naturally unwilling, but to their surprise, Fu Muqian directly produced their marriage certificate!

In the end, the Fu family couldn't persuade Fu Muqian otherwise, and Wei Shengxi clearly married him.

Because of this relationship, Fu Muqian became Wei Shengxi's most important legal person.

He has no right to interfere with where he wants to bury his beloved, not even with his family.

"Of course, of course." Shen Bei'an was still very willing to ship the couple, knowing that Ji Luqi wanted to pursue Gu Xingxiao, and it seemed that Gu Xingxiao was also interested.

Because the election had just ended, the group was dressed in relatively formal attire.

Just then, Shen Beian was planning to make a set of matching outfits for the children by hand.

Four sets

His, her, and the two little ones.

The formal attire of the Empire is quite handsome; the fabric is naturally excellent, but the patterns require considerable effort to design.

Shen Bei'an's gaze lingered on the group, but lingered on Fu Muqian for a particularly long time.

He wore a bamboo-colored brocade robe, the faint dark pattern of which seemed to be—white hyacinths.

"Young Master Fu, what is this robe of yours...?" I couldn't help but ask.

Few people would use white hyacinths for clothing with subtle patterns; the flower language of white hyacinths is unspoken love.

"This robe must have been given to you by Zixi, right?" Yu Ci tried to keep her tone normal. Bamboo moon color, maple color, and dark blue color were Zixi's favorite colors.

It's also the color they wear most often.

"Yes." Fu Muqian forced a smile. "Zixi customized it for me."

He never imagined that the holographic video call would be the last time he would see him!

After hanging up the phone, he felt a strong urge to see him, to go to Fuyun Island, to see him.

He spent several days trying to persuade Ziyan.

I finally made it there that day.

But what I found was his corpse…

I almost witnessed his death.

The robe was delivered to their home at the right time.

"White hyacinth?" Jiang Yuzhu also looked over. He didn't make this outfit. He was the best embroiderer in the entire capital, so many of his classmates' clothes were made by him.

He has their sizes here, and he often sends them a piece of clothing.

He spotted the exquisitely crafted dark pattern at a glance.

"Love that you dare not express?" Sheng Jingxuan didn't think much of it and just echoed Jiang Yuzhu's words.

"What did you say?" It was these words that made Fu Muqian suddenly look up at her.

Sheng Jingxuan was slightly taken aback. Jiang Yuzhu patted his wife's hand reassuringly, "Ziqian, you scared Axuan."

"I'm sorry," Fu Muqian said apologetically to Sheng Jingxuan, his dark eyes staring straight at Sheng Jingxuan, a hint of red in them. "I just wanted to know what Second Young Master Sheng meant by those words just now?"

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