Chapter 205 Consideration
Yan Qingyi's words, like a huge rock, slammed heavily into the silence of the carriage.
Shen He's breathing stopped for a moment.
Yunshan Academy.
gentlemen.
These two words are scars that have long since formed on her heart, but she dare not touch them easily.
After Mr. Yan passed away, she never went back.
Every blade of grass, every brick and tile there is engraved with the shadow of that person.
She is afraid.
She was afraid that once she stepped in, the longing and grief that she had forced herself to suppress would burst like a mountain torrent and completely drown her.
The closer I get to home, the more timid I feel.
That's about it.
The carriage was so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing.
Chen Suixin looked at her worriedly, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
Yan Qingyi's eyes were fixed on Shen He, and he could see her struggle.
He didn't rush, just waited quietly.
After a while, he slowly spoke again.
"Princess, you don't have to answer me so quickly."
He lowered his voice very softly, as if afraid of disturbing anything.
"You can take your time to think about this matter."
"I just have one last word."
Yan Qingyi's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a sword tempered by fire, piercing straight into Shen He's heart.
"Yunshan Academy is my second brother's life's work."
"The princess certainly doesn't want it to fall into oblivion, right?"
This sentence is not heavy.
But it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Shen He's heart hard.
Her shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly.
My eyes turned red instantly.
A sour taste rushed to the tip of my nose, and tears almost burst out.
She suddenly turned her head away, looked at the street scene rapidly receding outside the car window, and bit her lower lip hard to prevent her gaffe from being exposed in front of others.
Mr.'s hard work...
Yes, how could she forget.
That was the place that the gentleman guarded all his life.
for a long time.
She suppressed the sob in her throat and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.
"good."
“…Let me think about it.”
There was a barely perceptible hoarseness in his voice.
Yan Qingyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression remained serious.
"You are the successor of Master Qinlian."
"It's my legitimate right to come to the academy to teach piano, and no one dares to object."
Lay Buddhist Qinlian...
These words, like a key, instantly opened the floodgates of Shen He's memory.
My thoughts were suddenly brought back to the eve of the wedding.
That night, red candles were shining brightly and the room was filled with joy.
Her aunt Chen Liqin, who had been a nun and had lived in Furan Temple for many years since she was old enough to understand, came back for the first time.
My aunt is no longer the eldest daughter of the Shen family, but the Qinlian monk who has cut off all worldly ties in the eyes of the world.
She was dressed in a plain monk's robe, with a cold look in her eyes, as if she had long since left the world.
But when he looked at himself, there was always a trace of unshakable pity in those calm eyes.
That night, he pulled her sleeve, cried and acted like a spoiled child, begging her to attend his wedding.
"Auntie, just once, okay?"
"Ahe wants you to watch me get married."
But her aunt just stroked her long hair gently and shook her head slowly.
"Idiot."
"Mundane affairs have nothing to do with me anymore."
"Tomorrow, I will chant sutras and pray for you at Furan Temple."
Her voice was as light as a wisp of smoke, yet it carried a resoluteness that brooked no argument.
Finally, she solemnly placed a music score that had been read many times in the palm of her hand.
My aunt said that in her life, she would never come out of seclusion unless it was a big deal. If Ah He encounters difficulties in the future, this music score will save your life.
Chen He held the music score in his hand, not understanding why his aunt, at such a young age, had to spend the rest of her life beside the ancient Buddha and the green lamp.
What kind of past could make such a stunningly beautiful woman become so world-weary?
"Ah He?"
Chen Suixin's gentle call brought Shen He back from his memories.
Chen He blinked, forcing away the moisture in his eyes, and his chaotic thoughts became clear again.
She raised her head and looked at Yan Qingyi, as if she suddenly remembered something.
"Have you found the gentleman's notes?"
As soon as this question was asked, the atmosphere in the car became solemn again.
Even Xiao Jingchi, who had been fiddling with the Luban Lock with his head down, pricked up his ears.
Yan Qingyi's face darkened.
He slowly shook his head.
“No.”
"After the second brother left, the eldest brother searched through all the relics."
"None."
The carriage was eerily quiet for a moment.
Yan Qingyi's words just now, along with the thousand-year-old secret about the four-character jade, were like a huge rock, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
Chen He didn't say anything, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the cloud pattern on his cuffs, his eyes fixed on a certain point in the void, lost in thought.
Xiao Jingchi beside him lowered his head, as if counting the wrinkles on his clothes. He was so well-behaved that he didn't even feel like he existed.
But in those eyes that were always clear and innocent, something profound flashed by, so fast that it was impossible to capture.
"arrive."
The driver's low announcement broke the stagnant atmosphere.
The carriage slowly stopped, and the vermilion palace walls and glazed golden tiles reflected dazzling light in the sunlight.
Yan Qingyi got out of the car first, turned to Xiao Jingchi and said, "Your Highness, I will accompany you to meet His Majesty."
Xiao Jingchi nodded, his face regaining its innocent look, pulling Yan Qingyi's sleeve like a child who needed an adult's guidance.
Chen Suixin affectionately took Chen He's arm and said softly, "Ah He, let's go pay our respects to the Empress Dowager and Concubine Lan first."
"good."
Chen He responded, but his eyes involuntarily followed the bright yellow figure until he disappeared at the end of the long palace road.
…
The process of paying respects to Ci'an in the palace went very smoothly. The Empress Dowager loved her as always and gave her many gifts.
Lanpin was indifferent, but did not make things difficult for her.
After coming out of the palace, Chen Suixin took Chen He for a walk in the imperial garden.
It was already late autumn. In the imperial garden, withered lotus leaves listened to the rain, and frosty chrysanthemums were in full bloom, creating a unique sense of bleak beauty.
"Ahe, are you still thinking about Yan Qingyi's proposal?" Chen Suixin stopped and looked at her seriously.
Shen He nodded silently.
"I think he's right." Chen Suixin held her hand tightly, speaking earnestly, "Yunshan Academy is Mr. Yan's life's work. Now that he's gone, the academy can't be left without a master for even a day."
"Wouldn't it be best if you inherited it?"
"In this way, Mr. Yan's spirit in heaven can rest in peace."
Every word struck Shen He's heart, causing the sadness in her eyes to almost overflow.
yes.
Chen He responded softly in his heart.
Mr. Li’s life’s work cannot be wasted like this.
and……
She lowered her eyes to hide the cold light that flashed across them.
Mr.'s death was definitely not just an accident.
Returning to Yunshan Academy, returning to the place where the teacher lived, may be a good opportunity to find out the truth.
"Sui Xin, you're right." Chen He raised his head with a firm smile on his face, "I agree."
…
When I came out of the palace, it was almost dusk.
Yan Qingyi sent Xiao Jingchi and Shen He to Prince Ning's Mansion, and before leaving, he mentioned that he wanted Shen He to think about it carefully.
Outside the Ning Prince's Mansion.
The tall stone lions cast long shadows in the setting sun. The guards at the door bowed immediately when they saw the prince returning home.
"Sister Ahe, I'm going back to get some candy!" Xiao Jingchi said happily, and was about to run towards the mansion.
Chen He stood there, motionless.
Xiao Jingchi ran two steps and found that there was no movement behind him, so he turned around in confusion.
"Sister Ahe, what's wrong with you?" He tilted his head, his eyes full of childlike curiosity.
Chen He looked at him, at his handsome face that was not stained by dust, and at his eyes that were so clear that they seemed to reflect the whole world.
She spoke slowly, her voice filled with a firmness that brooked no room for argument.
"Jing Chi."
"Go somewhere with my sister."
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