Xianjin was very busy and always got home after dark.
On July 28, Xianjin walked around the corridor, thinking about the order of the shelves in his mind, and walked hurriedly inside.
At the fork in the road, the old man beside Qiao Fangzhi said tremblingly: "... Shan Chang's legs are a bit sore again, and he refuses to eat anything. You must go and persuade him."
Xianjin immediately turned around and looked at the sky: "There are a lot of stars... The weather hasn't changed, so why does my leg hurt? Did you drink again recently? Or did you stay up all night because of the change in the law? It's really worrying..."
Xianjin muttered to himself as he pushed open the door of Qiao Fangzhi's study by the lake.
Twelve oil lamps were lit in the small pavilion, illuminating every detail, no matter how big or small.
Princess Bai'an stood half-sideways in front of the window frame. Qiao Fangzhi sat in a wheelchair with his head slightly lowered, his features unclear. There were two dark shadows on the bookshelf behind him.
I don’t know if it was a guard or someone else.
Xianjin's mumbling words got stuck in his throat, and he immediately bowed his head and greeted: "I greet Her Royal Highness the Grand Princess!"
Princess Bai'an's throat moved slightly, her chin trembled, and she seemed to have finally calmed down: "Sit down——"
Then he turned to Qiao Fangzhi and said, "It's late at night. Headmaster, take your medicine well and go to rest first. I will come to see you in the next two days."
Qiao Fangzhi glanced at Xianjin's face with worry. After hesitating for a moment, he said meaningfully, "It was not easy to save my leg. If you force it to recover, it would be too much to ask. The right and wrong in the world are all causal. I am shallow and ignorant, but I am very open-minded about this point."
The shadow behind Princess Bai'an moved.
Just from this tiny action, Qiao Fangzhi could actually see some reluctance.
Qiao Fangzhi sighed deeply in his heart.
Why not?
Xianjin is so smart, and has such a murderous and thieving temper...
The jade pendant had already appeared, but Xianjin was able to keep silent about it - he had never told him about it!
That proves something, right?
Qiao Fangzhi's eyes passed through the shadows and looked at Princess Bai'an, pleading: "This medicine, I will take it well. If it doesn't work, don't blame me."
Princess Bai'an raised her chin calmly and looked at Qiao Fangzhi.
Qiao Fangzhi has always called himself a "student", but now he calls himself an "old minister".
The word "old" means that he would use all the debts owed to him by the court in this life and his long-term contributions to the court in exchange for a way out for Xianjin.
Princess Bai'an blinked lightly, but did not answer. She continued with the same old words: "Qiao Qing, go and rest first."
Qiao Fangzhi sighed again and finally left the lakeside study.
It was a small room with bookshelves on three or four walls.
Xianjin sat calmly.
Princess Bai'an took a seat and poured a pot of tea for Xianjin. She sighed with a sense of loss, "Try it. Smoke-dry thick slices of white peach and stir-fry them with new buds. It tastes both fruity and peachy. I put three cubes of ice in it because I heard you like cold tea."
Xianjin held up the teacup with both hands, sipped it in small sips, and said with a smile: "It tastes good, sweet and fragrant, and not astringent. It is worthy of being a thing in the palace."
Seeing Xianjin's happy smile, Princess Bai'an also smiled: "Not all the things in the palace are the best. In the past few years, Xuan paper was not used as tribute, and there are fewer ink paintings in the palace."
Xianjin saw that Princess Bai'an's eyes were shining brightly, and finally she slowly shifted her gaze away - she had always liked Princess Bai'an very much.
The first tear she shed after her rebirth was for Princess Bai'an, whom she met by chance at Baochanduo Temple.
Somehow.
Xianjin's nose felt a little sore again.
Princess Bai'an lowered her head, her eyes moistened, and she finally choked up: "...You were so young at that time! When I returned to Beijing from the northwest, you grabbed my armor and called me aunt. The word aunt is difficult to pronounce, so you just called me mother-mother--"
"The Queen Mother held you while eating watermelon, but you thought the sandy one was not tasty and insisted on eating crispy watermelon! - How could you find crispy watermelon so quickly? You cried and the Queen Mother was anxious, so she could only cut off the unsweet flesh that stuck to the skin for you to eat. But you smiled happily while eating it... The Queen Mother laughed at you for being destined to enjoy a good life but always liking cheap things..."
Princess Bai'an wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve and turned her face away.
She hasn't shed tears in the light for more than ten years.
She had no children. She lost one on the battlefield, and it became difficult for her to have children since then.
She is the only biological brother, and he is her only blood relative.
Aunt and nephew, even if our bones are broken, our blood is still connected!
Xianjin lowered her head. She didn't remember what Princess Bai'an said at all, nor did she experience it personally, but her eyes still filled with tears.
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