"The Second Young Master of your residence is a man of both civil and military talents. I am very pleased. Since your injury has healed, you can enter the palace to take up your post tomorrow. I have other matters to attend to, so I will return to the palace first."
"Farewell, Your Majesty!" said the father and his two sons in unison.
The emperor couldn't wait to return to the palace and summoned the Royal Guards to ask them to investigate Ji Yunhuan's whereabouts.
He didn't believe that the Ji family was willing to send Ji Yunhuan to Suzhou. It was clearly an excuse to fool him.
As long as Ji Yunhuan is alive, he will always be able to see her.
…
…
Taoli Village, on the outskirts of Beijing.
This place is beautiful with clear water and green mountains, singing birds and fragrant flowers. The wheat seedlings are lush and green in the endless fields. Farmers are working in the fields, sowing hope for the year.
Children were playing at the entrance of the village, the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard across the fields, and in the wisps of smoke, the golden sun was setting over the hills. Farmers, stepping on the mud, were walking home in groups of three or two, carrying their children.
At the entrance of the village stands a small farmhouse with green bricks and white tiles. Although it is called a small courtyard, it actually has two entrances in the front and back. Compared with those cramped houses in the capital, it is more imposing.
The yard is very clean, the ground is paved with blue bricks, there is no chicken manure or cow dung, and the livestock have their own places to enter and exit, so they will not dirty the house.
Ji Yunhuan came out of the house with half a gourd in his hand. He dug out the full half gourd from the grain bag and quickly scattered it into the chicken coop.
Cluck, cluck, cluck!!! The chickens saw the extra food and flew over excitedly. Some roosters even started fighting. The door of the chicken coop was not closed tightly, and a few chickens flew out with flapping wings and pecked at the rice directly from Ji Yunhuan's hand.
Ji Yunhuan had a great time. The villagers passing by would greet her when they saw her. She knew most of them and responded with a smile. Soon, she had a lot of delicious food in her hands.
Ji Yunhuan leaned against the fence in the yard, crunching on some wild fruit, and muttered unhappily, "It's already the fourth day. Has Xizi forgotten me? Why hasn't he come yet?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com