Under the clouds of cherry blossoms, the surging crowds of people are retreating like the tide.

Amidst the colorful flowers and green willows, a group of people wearing flying fish costumes and carrying embroidered spring swords on their waists walked along the street.

Although the sun was shining brightly and the flowers were in full bloom, with the appearance of these people, it seemed as if dark clouds covered the sun in an instant, making the whole street gloomy and cold.

In the middle of this group of people, a scarlet figure became the focus of everyone's attention.

The man on the horse was as strong as a pine tree.

He was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, his clothes were as white as fire, his face was as red as porcelain, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he was tall, but seemed a little thin.

Perhaps it was because of his slightly pale face, as if he had been hiding in the dark for years without seeing the sun.

Especially his face was like wax, without the slightest smile, his eyes were bright yet dark, as if he was looking at something in front of him and yet it seemed as if he was seeing nothing.

He looked just as everyone imagined, handsome but weird, like a snake, which made people shudder and dare not look directly at him.

What he does is spy secretly, and his people rarely appear in public.

This is true when you are unknown at first, and it is also true when you suddenly rise to prominence.

Many passers-by saw him for the first time at this time. Even Ning Yunzhao upstairs saw his appearance clearly for the first time. He had only seen his back from a distance when he followed his uncle into the palace before. At that time, he was standing alone in front of a hall, hidden in the shadows, looking like a lone wolf.

"This meat waist knife has actually gone out. I wonder who will be in trouble next." A young man said in a low voice. [Note 1] He had just spoken loudly and laughed loudly, but now he did not dare to speak loudly as if he was afraid of disturbing the gods in heaven.

No one answered him, and everyone's eyes were on the group of people on the street.

However, the team did not rush away, but stopped in front of a tea stall.

The original customers in the teahouse had all left long ago. The owner of the teahouse trembled and stepped forward to greet them.

"Is he going to enjoy the cherry blossoms?" Ning Yunling frowned and said, "It's really strange that he has such a hobby."

Ning Yunzhao watched Lu Yunxia dismount his horse and walk into the tea stall.

The guards were spread out around the tea shed, holding their swords and standing still. The tea shed blocked the scene inside.

People on the street started walking again, and they were more cautious than before. Even the ignorant children riding on their parents' backs stopped crying.

Ning Yunzhao and other gentlemen also withdrew their gazes.

"It's really a waste of time." Someone whispered, calling on everyone. "Let's go too."

Ning Yunzhao had no objection. The group went downstairs, and Ning Yunling patted him on the back.

"Brother Shi, what's wrong with you?" he asked in a low voice.

Ning Yunzhao was a little confused.

"What's wrong with me?" he asked.

Ning Yunling examined him.

"You have been listless since you came back this time, quite..." he said. While thinking of the right words to describe it, "quite a bit, you feel sleepy every day because of your longing for home..."

Before he could finish his words, Ning Yunzhao made a "Puh" sound.

"You kid." He glanced at me, "What kind of book have you been reading recently?"

Ning Yunling chuckled.

Of course he didn't believe that Ning Yunzhao really had a crush on a woman.

"But do you really miss home this time? Are you thinking about your sister Yanyan getting married? Time flies. It seems that in the blink of an eye, these little brats have grown up and are going their separate ways..."

He put his arm around Ning Yunzhao's shoulder and walked downstairs, sighing.

"…The lantern on your desk was given to you by Yanyan. You have never brought these little things from home before…"

"You won't be going back for the New Year this year. Yanyan will be getting married next year and we'll just finish our exams. You can win the first place and go back to see her off. That will really add to her glory."

"But I guess by then no one will be looking at the bride and groom, only you, the top scholar."

Ning Yunzhao paused slightly.

The number one scholar?

So, will she come to see it too?

What is she doing now?

…

Miss Jun paused for a moment as she stepped onto the steps. She turned her head to look at a flower tree in the mistress's yard.

It's already April, and the flowers and trees at home are about to bloom.

"Madam. Please come in."

The two maids in front of the door opened the curtain and spoke respectfully.

Lingzhi looked out through the window and saw the woman walking gracefully into the lady's room.

But she knew that the young mistress would not stay in there for long and would come out in an hour at most.

Hearing footsteps coming from the side, Lingzhi quickly looked away and sat down on the kang.

The door was pushed open and a maid came in carrying a food box.

"Miss Lingzhi has eaten." She said with a smile.

Although she had been imprisoned for a month, the eldest wife did not sell her as the young mistress had asked, and even ordered that she should not be treated harshly in terms of food and clothing.

It can be seen that the wife will not make things difficult for her.

After all, he was the young master's favorite person. Back then, the young master liked a dog, and the lady almost treated it as a worshipper.

The dishes, which were not sumptuous but exquisite and delicious, were placed on the tables one by one.

"How is the young master?" Lingzhi sat down without picking up the bowl and chopsticks. Instead, she asked the same question she asked every day, with a worried look on her face.

"Young Master is fine. He has been awake for a long time." The maid said, "He looks a little more energetic."

Lingzhi shed tears.

"It's all my fault," she cried, "If it weren't for my young master, this wouldn't have happened."

The maid was used to it and served her the soup.

"How can you be blamed for this? This is all the fault of the Young Madam. Even an average person would be exhausted after doing it twice in such a short time, let alone our Young Master."

She was a married woman, and she spoke of these things in a vulgar and casual manner.

"It's good that you didn't die on the spot." She said, handing the soup to Lingzhi.

Lingzhi is a young girl after all. Her face turned red when she heard that and she lowered her head to take the bowl. She was about to express her uneasiness and sadness again. The aroma of the soup filled her nose.

This is pig's trotter with fish maw. It is rich and dense, and is very nourishing to the skin. All the maids in the mansion love to eat it, and it is also her favorite food. However, not everyone can eat it at any time.

She had eaten quite a bit here, but for some reason today, she just felt sick when she looked at the bowl of soup and smelled the aroma.

Maybe it's because I've been locked in the room for too long.

You can't be malicious, otherwise you will be wasting the lady's kindness.

She raised her head and wanted to give the maid a shy and grateful smile, but as soon as she pursed her lips, she felt her heart churning with countless things, which burst out before she could even open her mouth.

The maid standing nearby was splashed all over before she could react and screamed.

This is her best dress.

This little hoof...

Lingzhi did not apologize to her, but held onto the table and vomited.

"Hey girl, what's wrong with you?" The maid had to pinch her nose and ask, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

After Lingzhi vomited for a while, he just felt dizzy and felt a little better.

"I'm fine." She said, leaning against the table.

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent over and vomited again.

The maid couldn't stand the smell in the room, and thinking that Lingzhi was a maid that the mistress had ordered to be treated well and was also a favorite of the young master, she hurried out.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Lingzhi. I will report to the madam right away and ask a doctor to come and see you." She ran out of the door at a flash.

Note 1: Li Linfu, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, was jealous of the virtuous and framed loyal and good people, so he was called the Rouyaodao. Later, Rouyaodao was used to refer to people who conspired to frame others.