Until Xuezhu noticed Jingkangshan's arrival and half-knelt down to salute,
"Your Majesty."
Jingyang then turned around and walked towards him.
"Dad, why are you here?"
There was a smile in the corner of her eyes as usual, but Jing Kangshan always felt that the smile did not reach her eyes.
I don’t know when it started, but the innocent and talkative daughter seemed to have something on her mind.
Especially during this period, Jing Kangshan always felt that his daughter was worried.
Looking at the eagle in her room again, he suddenly understood something.
He knew that Helian Yu had run away from home.
Although the two families had an engagement, Jing Yang had always been strongly opposed to marrying Helian Yu. When he learned about the engagement, he ran away from home and went to Dacheng.
Therefore, he just thought that Helian Yu was just like his own daughter, a child throwing a tantrum.
But he didn't expect that the next news he received was that Helian Yu had died in battle.
The king did not say much about what exactly happened, and Jing Kangshan was not very clear about it either.
But now, he realized that perhaps his daughter had known all along.
Jingyang stood in front of him, poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him.
She waited for a moment, and when he didn't respond, she called out softly again,
"father?"
Jing Kangshan woke up from his thoughts and looked up at his daughter.
The girl in front of me has picturesque features, a peaceful smile, and is unconcerned with worldly affairs.
He paused, his tone low.
"Ayang..."
"Helian Yu...died in battle..."
Jingyang’s smile froze at the corner of his lips, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his hand froze in mid-air.
The still warm tea swayed gently in the porcelain cup, and the tea aroma was lingering.
She maintained this posture for a long time without moving.
Jing Kangshan's heart sank. He slowly raised his hand and patted his daughter's arm, his tone gentle but tentative.
"Hey dear, he'll be back tomorrow. If you want to pick him up, go ahead..."
Come back tomorrow?
Jingyang finally came to his senses, moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but just nodded.
She lowered her eyes and gently placed the cup back on the table, her voice calm and without any ripples.
"Okay... Dad, I understand."
This was completely different from the reaction Jing Kangshan expected.
He knew his daughter too well. She had been pampered since she was a child and would scream and shout at the slightest dissatisfaction. Her emotions came and went quickly.
But he is very soft-hearted. Even if he sees stray kittens and puppies on the street, he will cry and wail for them.
But now, when she heard the news that Helian Yu had died in battle, she didn't even frown, and even her eyes didn't turn red.
This reaction is so unusual.
Even if she didn't want to marry Helian Yu, the friendship between the two of them as they grew up together could not be faked.
Before leaving, Helian Yu entrusted his most beloved eagle to her care, which shows that the relationship between the two was still good and there was no serious conflict.
Jing Kangshan was silent for a moment and wanted to say something, but he saw Yang Yang leaning on the edge of the table with one hand and slightly raising the other hand, interrupting him.
She still lowered her eyes and spoke softly, as if she was stating something insignificant.
"Dad, I understand. No need to say more."
She turned around, her steps steady, her skirt sweeping the ground silently as she left.
But Jing Kangshan stared at her back, frowning, with an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.
In the end, he said nothing more and turned away.
When he went out, he told Xuezhu at the door,
"Keep an eye on Princess Wang these few days, and report to me if anything happens!"
Xuezhu lowered her eyes and replied.
After Jing Kangshan left, she stood at the door and did not go in.
She also heard Jing Kangshan's words at the door. Now looking inside, she saw Jing Yang standing in front of the window, still teasing Jing Hong.
It's as if nothing happened.
"Snow beads."
Jingyang called out softly.
Xuezhu looked up at the sound and quickly responded, "Princess Wang, what's the matter?"
Jing Yang tilted his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the darkening sky outside the window, and spoke softly.
"Go tell the kitchen that I want to eat snow lotus cake today."
Xuezhu paused slightly, her eyes froze for a moment, and she seemed to hesitate for a moment before answering in a low voice.
"Princess Wang... there should be no snow lotus now..."
Jing Yang was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment he slowly came back to his senses and suddenly realized something.
Yeah, it's almost December.
The snow lotus season had long passed, and she had actually forgotten about it.
She withdrew her gaze from the window, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and her smile was as bright and beautiful as usual.
It seemed like this was just an ordinary little thing, so he changed his words softly.
"That's right...it's not the snow lotus season anymore..."
She looked at Xuezhu with a gentle tone, as if the momentary distraction just now was just an illusion.
"Then tell the kitchen to make some pear soup. It's winter now, and it's too dry."
Xuezhu looked at her, trying to find something from her expression.
But Jingyang's expression remained calm, and his smile was as bright and carefree as ever.
It was as if the word "snow lotus cake" was just mentioned casually, as if she didn't realize that she had inadvertently summoned something that no one could pick for her anymore.
Xuezhu lowered her head, bowed, and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice.
"I understand."
After saying that, she tiptoed out of the room, closed the door, and walked hurriedly into the yard.
The night was dark and the cold wind was blowing. She finally couldn't help but take a deep breath and tears rolled down her face unexpectedly.
She quickly reached out to wipe them away, but her tears were like beads that had broken off the string, falling one drop after another, and she couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard she tried.
She and Wang Ji grew up together and were as close as sisters. She also had vivid memories of everything related to Wang Ji.
The snow lotus cake is made from Tianshan snow lotus. It must be picked when the snow lotus first blooms and stored in a jade box.
Snow lotus grows on the top of Tianshan Mountain and blooms for only two months each year. It is extremely precious and rare even for medicinal use.
Even though the princess is of noble status, snow lotus is not something that can be squandered casually.
But in the year when Princess Wang came of age, Prince Helian stayed in Tianshan Mountain for two months before bringing back a snow lotus.
At that time, he was covered in snow and excitedly brought the snow lotus back to Xiaoyue City, and proudly shouted in the Prince Jing's Mansion,
"Jingyang, Jingyang! This snow lotus is the most delicious when added to pastries. I'll make some for you myself!"
Wang Ji sneered, looked at him with her hands on her hips, and scolded him without mercy -
"Helian Yu, are you sick?"
But in the end, she ate all the snow lotus cake that was served on the table without missing a single bite.
But after eating it, I had diarrhea for three whole days.
As for the snow pear soup... it was a specialty of the kitchen in Wang Ji's courtyard, and it was also something that Young Master Helian would always come over and ask for a bowl of...
Wang Ji, she is...still sad, right?
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