The third day of the twelfth month, 4:45 am.
The Imperial College of Laifeng State, Class Ding.
"Prince Helun, where is Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess? Could she have gone to the Baiyun Temple on the western outskirts of the city to burn incense and pray for the Emperor and the people?"
Seeing that the first class was already halfway through and Hua Qingcheng was still nowhere to be found, Wen Siyin, who was teaching, finally couldn't help but ask Wuchen, who was sitting in front of Hua Qingcheng.
"No! No!"
Wu Chen, who was sitting at his desk, rose gracefully and corrected him, "Master Wen, the princess went to Xiangyang Temple in the northern suburbs of the city today."
"I've heard that children have been missing from various places lately. Her Highness is deeply concerned about the people's needs and is so worried about them that she's been unable to eat or sleep. Therefore, today, Her Highness has made a special trip to Xiangyang Temple to burn incense and pray for the missing children. I simply hope that the case can be solved soon and the missing children found."
In just a moment, Wu Chen had found a reason for Hua Qingcheng to ask for leave that Wen Siyin could not refute.
Vince Yin: ...
(If I object to such a high-sounding excuse for leave, I will be drowned in the spit of the people...)
Wu Chen returned to his seat after answering Wen Siyin's question. He glanced leisurely toward the north of the city, his bright eyes dim and unclear.
Although Wu Chen's excuse for Hua Qingcheng's leave was false, his concern for the missing children was genuine. After all, the longer it took, the less likely it was to find the children and the less likely they would survive...
At the same time, Hua Qingcheng, Han Yichen and Yu Xiaotian had already gotten into the carriage and set off for Xiangyang Temple on Qifeng Mountain in the northern suburbs of the city.
"Achen, how do you feel?"
In the carriage, seeing that Han Yichen seemed to be in good spirits, Hua Qingcheng asked tentatively.
"Xiao Qingcheng, I'm fine and don't feel like vomiting."
Han Yichen held Hua Qingcheng's hand and smiled at her, proving with his actions that he was in good physical and mental condition.
"That's good. If you feel unwell, Achen, remember to tell me." Hua Qingcheng responded to Han Yichen with a tender smile.
This time, Hua Qingcheng and the other two were still incognito when they left the palace, and they addressed each other as they had in Huaqiao Village before. The three of them got along very naturally, without any sense of awkwardness.
Hua Qingcheng sat in the middle of the soft couch, holding the hands of her two husbands, one on each side. Even when she was concerned about Han Yichen, Hua Qingcheng did not neglect Yu Xiaotian and did not favor one over the other.
"Xiao Qingcheng, have you forgotten? I am a doctor myself!" Han Yichen saw that Hua Qingcheng seemed particularly worried about him, and couldn't help but comfort her.
Although Hua Qingcheng had specifically asked Feng Wu to slow down the speed of the carriage, at 1:00 PM, after almost half an hour of bumpy ride, Hua Qingcheng, Han Yichen, and Yu Xiaotian also arrived at the gate of Xiangyang Temple.
"Fourth brother, the red roses here are truly the most gorgeous and beautiful ones I have ever seen. You must appreciate them carefully later." As soon as he stepped into Xiangyang Temple, Han Yichen introduced them to Yu Xiaotian enthusiastically.
"Third Brother is not only naturally beautiful, but also has excellent taste. Since Third Brother highly recommends it, it must be right."
Yu Xiaotian smiled sincerely, as warm and gentle as the rising sun, and full of vigor and vitality. His peach blossom eyes were clear and bright, and the look he gave Han Yichen was also full of purity and innocence.
After walking for about quarter of an hour, Yu Xiaotian finally arrived at the flower field full of beautiful red roses that Han Yichen mentioned.
Gazing at the flower fields filled with gorgeous red roses ahead, and smelling the rich fragrance carried by the breeze, Yu Xiaotian's clear eyes were truly filled with amazement. He followed in the footsteps of Hua Qingcheng and Han Yichen, continuing forward towards the dazzling sea of red.
"How is it? Xiaotian, the red roses are beautiful, right?" Han Yichen glanced at Yu Xiaotian, who seemed to be amazed by the red roses here, and smiled slightly.
"Third brother is right. The red roses here are indeed blooming exceptionally beautifully." Yu Xiaotian nodded slightly. Although he had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart, he still agreed with Han Yichen's words.
"Ugh~"
Han Yichen, who was originally in good spirits, suddenly vomited violently as soon as he approached the red rose field.
"Achen, are you okay?" Hua Qingcheng was very worried when she saw this.
"Xiao...ou...qing...ou...cheng..."
Han Yichen was planning to say that he was fine, but unfortunately a strong feeling of nausea rushed straight into his throat, making him vomit continuously.
"Xiaotian, the fragrance of the flowers here is really choking. Let's quickly take Achen away from the red rose field!"
Hua Qingcheng, whose eyes were hurt by the bright red of the red roses, hurriedly supported Han Yichen on both sides with Yu Xiaotian, and walked out of the sea of red roses and sat on a big rock not far from the flower field.
"How is it? Achen, do you feel better?" Hua Qingcheng gently stroked Han Yichen's face, which turned pale in an instant, with heartache.
"Xiao Qingcheng, maybe the fragrance of the red roses in the flower field was too strong, so it was a bit choking. After walking out of there, I do feel a lot better and not as nauseous anymore."
Han Yichen's face was pale. He endured the discomfort in his body, forced a smile, and tried to comfort Hua Qingcheng.
"Achen, since the strong fragrance of the flowers makes you feel uncomfortable, you should just stand further away next time." Hua Qingcheng said helplessly.
I don't know why her third husband is so obsessed with the red rose. Could it be because of something Zuo Qinglong said?
In just a moment, Hua Qingcheng had whipped Zuo Qinglong, who was far away in Xuanyi Valley, a hundred times with the whip of her mind.
At the same time, Zuo Qinglong, who was far away in the forbidden area in the back mountain of Xuanyi Valley, suddenly sneezed several times.
(Zuo Qinglong: Unjust! This matter really has nothing to do with me...)
"A rich floral scent?"
Yu Xiaotian seemed to be thinking about something after hearing this.
Just now, before he even got close to the red rose field, he had already smelled the rich and somewhat choking fragrance of the flowers.
Furthermore, those red roses were beautiful, but they were also a bit too gorgeous. They were like… like the color of blood, a dazzling red, so red that it seemed to carry a bloody aura, an overwhelming bloody aura…
Like blood?
Yu Xiaotian was shocked by the flash of emotion that passed through his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder slightly. He immediately laughed at himself, thinking that this metaphor seemed a bit inappropriate, after all, it was such a beautiful flower.
However, when Yu Xiaotian looked at the beautiful sea of red roses again, he still felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.
"Wife, Third Brother..."
"There seems to be something wrong with the red rose field in Xiangyang Temple..." Yu Xiaotian said solemnly.
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