Jingyang turned around, still pondering the meaning of the words just now. While his eyes were wandering, he suddenly heard a crisp laugh.
Following the sound, I saw a small figure sitting on a swing, holding a little white tiger in his arms, smiling with his eyes curved.
“Zhizhi…”
Jing Yang was stunned. Looking at that familiar little face, he was a little dazed for a moment.
"Sister...sister!" Yuan Zhizhi recognized Jingyang at a glance, a look of surprise appeared on her little face, and she called out in a baby voice.
A hint of warmth flashed in Jingyang's eyes and he walked forward.
She looked at Yuan Zhizhi carefully and saw that she was dressed neatly, smiling, and in perfect condition.
She had a lot of fun, as if she treated this place as her own home.
Jingyang sat down next to the swing, feeling a little emotional.
Unexpectedly, the person on the eagle's back was actually Yuan Zhizhi.
But what exactly happened that day? Why did Yuan Zhizhi, who was supposed to be in Dacheng, come to Beiqiang on the king's eagle?
When Yuan Zhizhi saw her sitting down, he crawled to Jingyang and pulled her sleeve, his eyes shining brightly.
It seems to be saying: "Sister, let's play together!"
Seeing this, Jingyang smiled, felt relieved, and spent the entire afternoon playing with Yuan Zhizhi.
It was not until dinner time that a respectful announcement came from outside the palace. Only then did Jing Yang stand up, gently touch Yuan Zhizhi's head, and say softly:
"Zhizhi, sister is going back, you be good."
Yuan Zhizhi raised her head and nodded, although she was a little reluctant.
Jingyang looked at her sensible appearance, and his heart softened again.
She took one last look back at the small figure on the swing, then quietly left the main hall.
When she reached the temple gate, she met Dota who was striding towards her. She knelt down and bowed.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Dota stopped beside her and glanced at her calmly, "No need for courtesy."
Apart from that, he said nothing more and went into the hall.
Jingyang came out of the main hall and walked out of the palace along the bluestone path.
The evening breeze was a little cool, causing the lanterns under the corridor to sway gently, and soft light and shadows fell among the flowers on the roadside.
After walking a few steps, she saw a group of people coming towards her.
The leader was Helan Xin, followed by several maids and guards.
This is a bit unexpected, as Helan Xin has always lived deep in the palace.
The two looked at each other, Helan Xin smiled, and her tone was a little soft.
"Princess Wang has entered the palace? Why don't you come to my palace and sit for a while?"
Jing Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly smiled and saluted.
"The king summoned me, so I just came to the palace. I haven't been able to see the lady first. I will come back another day."
Helan Xin pursed her lips and smiled, then said casually, "Oh? I see."
"I ate a bit too much at dinner, so I came out for a walk."
Jing Yang nodded and smiled. Without asking any more questions, he said respectfully, "Then I won't bother you, Madam. I will leave the palace and return home first."
Helan Xin said "hmm" softly, with a smile still on her lips.
Jingyang nodded slightly and stepped aside to make way.
As the two passed each other, Helan Xin glanced vaguely in the direction of the main hall behind her, her eyes deep.
Jingyang took two steps, then stopped again, a doubt rising in her heart.
This is the way out of the palace. Helan Xin's palace is very far away from this road. Did she come here specifically for a "take a walk"?
On the way back home, she told Xuezhu about this.
Xuezhu didn't have any other thoughts. After listening, she just said, "Wang Ji, isn't this normal?"
"Now that Madam Murong is gone, Madam Helan has lost a major rival. This position is naturally the most honorable in the harem."
"As long as I can capture the king's heart at this moment, then I'll be safe and sound. Maybe I can even become the princess!"
What Xuezhu said makes some sense.
Could it be that He Lanxin was really just trying to attract the king's attention? Jing Yang always felt that something was wrong.
But Xuezhu came over and was more concerned about another thing.
"Wang Ji, is that really Miss Zhizhi?"
Jing Yang nodded and said, "We must tell Helian Yu about what happened today."
When she returned to the mansion, she saw an eagle perched on the window of her room.
It’s Jinghong.
Jingyang walked forward and saw another letter tied to Jinghong's feet.
It seems that Helian Yu has received her previous letter.
Helian Yu's letter was very simple, stating that he had told the Yuan family the whereabouts of Yuan Zhizhi.
He did not describe his situation in detail, but just reported that he was safe and asked Jingyang to pass another letter to his mother if he had the chance.
It was just a few words, but when Jing Yang read it carefully, he inexplicably felt a bad premonition in his heart.
Even when Helian Yu mentioned that he was with Yuan Musheng, she didn't pay attention at first.
What has Helian Yu experienced along the way? Did he make any decisions?
Jingyang spread out a piece of paper and pen, dipped the tip of the pen, and first wrote down the details of his visit to Yuan Zhizhi today.
But when she turned to another page and prepared to write to Helian Yu, her pen stopped in mid-air.
She looked at the white paper, holding the pen in her hand, but didn't know what to write.
After a while, she took a deep breath, touched the tip of her pen to the paper, and wrote a short sentence:
"When will you return to Beiqiang?"
However, after writing this sentence, her heart seemed to be gripped and she could not write anything else.
The tip of the pen hovered above the paper, and finally it was lifted silently to fold the page.
Jingyang tied the letter back to Jinghong's leg, stroked its smooth feathers, and said in a low and soft voice,
"Go ahead, be careful."
The bird chirped softly, flapped its wings, and rushed into the night sky with the letter, quickly disappearing into the boundless darkness.
Suddenly a strong wind blew outside the window, causing the pages of paper to flutter slightly.
The next moment, a crisp "crack" sound came from the wind - the sound of wind breaking branches.
Jingyang looked out the window. The night was dark and the wind was blowing with a chill.
She stood by the window, her hair on her forehead slightly messy in the wind, and her fingers involuntarily clenched her sleeves.
The feeling of uneasiness surged into my heart with the night wind, becoming clearer and clearer.
She stared at the dark night sky, and the feeling of unease in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
I always feel that there seems to be a storm coming.
…
After dinner, Yuan Zhizhi was taken to take a bath by Qingzhi.
Qingzhi habitually put marigold petals in the bathtub.
Yuan Zhizhi soaked in the water, picked up a petal and sniffed it at the tip of her nose.
Qingzhi looked at this little face that was very similar to Yuan Zhao and couldn't help but sigh softly,
"The princess... also loves to use these petals. Your Highness is indeed worthy of being the princess's daughter..."
When Yuan Zhizhi heard this, she couldn't help but look up, her big eyes full of confusion.
[Princess Senma? Senma's daughter?]
[I'm your mother's daughter? Do I have a relationship with the princess?!]
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