One of the servants noticed that the old tree, which had not bloomed for several years, had actually blossomed. "Madam Dugu, the old tree is blooming!"
Dugu Lanxi turned around and looked at the ancient tree. The servant pointed at that place and said, "Madam Dugu, look!"
Dugu Lanxi looked where the servant pointed and smiled, "Yes, it's blooming. This tree is spiritual. It never bloomed after my grandfather moved to the other courtyard. But it bloomed as soon as my grandfather came back. It's also looking forward to our family reunion."
The servant said, "I've heard from the elders in the village that centuries-old trees are very spiritual and can understand human speech."
Dugu Lanxi looked at the ancient tree. The tree was more than a hundred years old. No one probably knew how many years it had lived.
I heard that this tree existed when the Song Dynasty was founded.
Similarly, people in the other courtyard were also busy packing their luggage.
General Ye sat on a rattan chair, his eyes slightly narrowed and a smile on his lips.
It was getting dark when Ye Zelin returned and accidentally saw the flowers on the branches. "They haven't bloomed for a few years, but now they've suddenly blossomed. This is so abnormal, maybe there's something wrong."
As soon as he entered Penglai Residence, he saw a ladder on the ground. Ye Zelin looked up and saw Hua Fushu lying on the roof. The last ray of light shone on her, as if she was coated with a layer of golden light, warm and dazzling.
Frowning, Ye Zelin looked at Hua Fushu again. She rested her head on her hands, crossed her legs, and did not look like a lady from a noble family at all.
He climbed up the ladder, went up to the roof, and looked down at the lush flowers. There was a faint smile on his handsome face, so happy, as if he had had a beautiful dream.
Ye Zelin smiled helplessly, sat down, and looked at the colorful clouds in the sky, shining with golden light.
The sunset is beautiful, but it is near dusk.
Not long after, Hua Fushu woke up and saw Ye Zelin as soon as he opened his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Zelin tilted his head, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his cheek, blending with the golden light. The corners of his lips seemed to smile, "I just came up. Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I couldn't bear to wake you up."
Hua Fushu stood up and said, "So I should thank you?"
Ye Zelin didn't answer her, but only asked: "Why do you sleep here? There is a bed in the room, wouldn't it be more comfortable to sleep?"
Hua Fushu glared, "Where I sleep is none of your business."
Ye Zelin asked back, "Do you need someone to take care of you? If I do, I'll just be asking for trouble."
Hua Fushu asked, "Then why did you come up here?"
Ye Zelin replied, "Watching the sunset. This is my first time watching the sunset this year, and on the rooftop."
Hua Fushu looked at him with displeasure, "Only a fool would watch the sunset from down there. How can you see the sun setting from down there?"
Ye Zelin didn't refute her, nor did he get angry. "Let me tell you something. From now on, we will live in the same room. Will you sleep on the bed or the couch?"
Hua Fushu said, "Of course I sleep on the bed. Do you think it's embarrassing for a girl like me to sleep on a small couch?"
Ye Zelin replied, "It's up to you." He looked towards the kitchen, only to see smoke rising from the chimney. He said, "Chef Yuan is cooking. Dinner time is almost here. Come down."
"Let's go."
Ye Zelin stood up, jumped onto the wall, then jumped into the yard, walked over and held the ladder. At this time, Hua Fushu was coming down the ladder.
Ye Zelin looked up at her and warned her, "Sister Fushu, be careful."
Hua Fushu stepped down step by step, his buttocks right above Ye Zelin's head. He was still holding on to the ladder. Hua Fushu looked at him and said, "Go away."
Ye Zelin was confused, and Hua Fushu said, "How can I get down if you don't leave?"
Only then did Ye Zelin let go and walked away.
Hua Fushu got down the ladder and walked out of the yard. Ye Zelin followed her, which made people feel that the wife was following the husband's lead.
Hua Fushu stepped back and turned back. Ye Zelin stopped and was about to ask her why she stopped. Hua Fushu pointed at the ladder and said in a commanding tone, "Ladder."
Ye Zelin had no choice but to go back and move the ladder.
At night, there are few stars and no moon, only the lights are as bright as day.
Ye Shiheng was wearing a white silk dress and walked towards Madam Ouyang, who was doing needlework, threading the fabric back and forth.
Ye Shiheng sat down opposite her, guilt evident on his face, "Rongyue, the old man is going to wrong you again."
Madam Ouyang said, "Zhongping, I have never felt wronged. I have no regrets about marrying you. My children have grown up, Yunlu and Zelin have married, and in two years, when Ruhuan gets married, I will be able to enjoy my grandchildren peacefully."
Speaking of Ruhuan, Ye Shiheng thought of something, "Rongyue, the old man said that Ruhuan is the only daughter in the Ye family in five generations. Her marriage is decided by him and we are not allowed to interfere. The old man regards Ruhuan as a treasure. Given his personality, he will definitely not let Ruhuan get married within two years. Besides, the fourth boy hasn't married yet."
Madam Ouyang said, "It's not my place to interfere in the fourth boy's marriage, but I raised Ruhuan, so I can't just ignore her. By the time the fourth boy gets married, Ruhuan will be an old maid, and it will be difficult for her to find a good husband."
Ye Shiheng said: "No."
Madam Ouyang retorted, "Of course I can't. You don't know. Official wives are very picky when choosing a wife. They don't want one who is not dignified, beautiful, and from a prominent family. Although you are a general, a minister trusted by His Majesty, and our Ye family is also a distinguished family, look at how Ruhuan's temper has been spoiled by her grandfather and her brothers."
Ye Shiheng lowered his head and rubbed his nose with his fingers. His daughter was the first girl in the Ye family in five generations, and she looked somewhat like his deceased mother. Among his children, Ruhuan was the most loved by the old man, and even his fourth son had to stand aside.
After listening to Madam Ouyang's nagging, Ye Shiheng said, "Rongyue, you can't say that. Look, isn't Hua'er a dignified and generous girl? She's already married."
Madam Ouyang said, "That was your bad idea. Mingqian was in cahoots with you. You don't know how angry Qidie was when she told me about this. Fortunately, Zelin is responsible, and because you are his father, he agreed to let Qidie marry Huaer."
Ye Shiheng smiled apologetically, "Don't be angry, Haoyue'er. My idea was a little bad, but it's because Zelin is too unpopular with Hua'er. Qidie may be angry, but at least her wish has been fulfilled, and my wish has been fulfilled too. We are all happy."
Madam Ouyang continued, "How can everyone be so happy? I accidentally heard Side say that Zelin slept in the side room on the wedding night, and last night Huaer and Zelin had a quarrel and slept in the flying courtyard."
Ye Shiheng asked, "You mean they haven't consummated their marriage yet?"
Madam Ouyang nodded.
Ye Shiheng rubbed his chin, thinking. Seeing this, Madam Ouyang said, "Zhongping, don't think of any bad ideas. I raised my son. As his mother, I know his thoughts better than you. If you have any crooked ideas again, don't blame your son for hating you."
Ye Shiheng seemed a little impatient. "Once you enter my house, life and death belong to my family. How dare I have any thoughts about it?"
Madam Ouyang smiled and said, "I don't think you would dare."
The lights went out, and the sky and the earth were pitch black. You couldn't see your hand in front of you. Mrs. Ouyang sighed softly before falling asleep. Ye Shiheng felt a dull pain in his heart when he heard the sigh. He rested his hands on his head, kept his eyes open, and didn't fall asleep until dawn.
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