Chapter 25 Memories
It was late at night, and the ink-black color like water quietly enveloped the entire world. The quiet atmosphere was like a soft yet heavy gauze curtain, tightly wrapping Chen He.
She lay quietly in bed, her eyes wide open like the twinkling stars in the night sky, with no desire to sleep at all.
The conversation with her father during the day was like a stone dropped into the lake of her heart, causing ripples. Especially the strange expression on her father's face when he mentioned Mr. Yan, it was like a sharp thorn that pierced her heart fiercely, and the pain was lingering and could not be shaken off.
"Mr. Yan..." Chen He murmured softly in her heart. Those three words seemed to carry magic, and every time she read them, her heartstrings trembled.
"Yan Qingxiu."
In Shen He's heart, this name is like a towering mountain, carrying too much weight, carrying too many memories and emotions from her past and present lives.
Her thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and she couldn't help but start to think back.
Every little detail about her mentor in her past and present lives emerged in her mind like bright stars.
Yunshan Academy was no ordinary place. It was like a glittering pearl, embedded in the cultural landscape of the Great Yin Dynasty. It was a holy place that all scholars in the Great Yin Dynasty dreamed of and yearned for!
It is also a symbol of status that princes and nobles would try their best to send their children in!
Not to mention those elegant princes and sons, even those pampered noble ladies, if they are lucky enough to study in Yunshan Academy for two years, then after they come back, families proposing marriage will throng to their door. It can be said that their net worth has doubled, and this is no exaggeration!
And she, Chen He, was so lucky, like a darling favored by the god of fate.
Not only did she enter Yunshan Academy, she also became the only disciple that Mr. Yan, Yan Qingxiu, recognized in his life!
This honor, like a bright halo, illuminates her life path.
She clearly remembered that the first time Mr. Yan met her was in the pavilion in the Imperial Garden.
She was still young at that time, and she was secretly wiping away tears because she could not recite the poem assigned by the tutor. The tears slid down her cheeks like beads with broken strings.
The gentleman passed by, and his gentle voice was like a spring breeze blowing past her ears, gently asking her the reason.
Then, instead of criticizing, he used an extremely interesting method to break down the obscure poems and make them vivid and easy to understand, as if he turned those boring words into lively and cute elves.
She remembered it immediately and was able to apply it to other situations.
At that time, the look in the gentleman's eyes when he looked at her was surprisingly bright, as if he had discovered a rare jade in the dark, full of surprise and appreciation.
Later, she often followed her father to the teacher like a happy little bird, asking questions.
The teacher never complained and always patiently answered every question she had, like a warm lighthouse, illuminating her path to knowledge.
Until one day, the master said to her solemnly: "Shen family girl, are you willing to take me as your master?"
Of course she was willing! Her ecstatic mood was like a blooming firework, exploding brilliantly in her heart.
From that day on, she became Yan Qingxiu's only disciple.
The master also gave her a name, a name that only he knew how to call her - "Linglong".
"My family is exquisite, with a mind that can understand everything at once. It's rare, rare."
The husband always praised her like this with a smile, and that smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, warming her heart.
At that time, she was her husband's pride, like the brightest star in the night sky.
She remembered how the teacher taught her how to play chess. The black and white pieces on the chessboard were like thousands of troops, and the teacher planned and strategized, teaching her how to deploy troops; how he taught her how to taste tea, and the lingering fragrance of tea was like melodious music, and the teacher told her how to appreciate its charm; how he taught her how to be a king and a minister, and the profound principles were like the vast starry sky, and the teacher patiently taught her how to find her place in this complex world; how he taught her how to read people's hearts, and the subtle human heart was like the unpredictable wind and clouds, and the teacher taught her carefully, teaching her how to see through the mysteries.
There is gentle encouragement.
When she did well in her studies and had unique insights, the approval and satisfaction in her teacher's eyes were like bright stars, making her happier than any reward.
"Indeed, Linglong's insights have shown us the key points."
Those words were like sweet spring water, nourishing her heart.
There were also harsh admonitions.
Whenever she showed some pride or acted impatiently, her husband would frown and speak in a deep voice, like rolling thunder.
"Linglong! Beware of arrogance and impatience! To ascend high, one must humble oneself; to travel far, one must start from near! How can one achieve great things if one is restless and impatient?"
That steady voice seemed to still echo in my ears, stern, yet full of concern and expectation.
That was the kind of guidance that only comes from someone who truly treats her like their own child, like the spur of a strict father, allowing her to continue to grow. However, Shen He's heart suddenly tugged, as if it were being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain spread.
In her previous life, she would never forget that afternoon when the sun lazily shone on the earth, yet her heart felt as cold as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.
She mustered up her courage, with a girl's shyness and a desperate determination, and told the gentleman: "Sir, I, I am attracted to His Royal Highness the Third Prince."
"I want to marry him."
At that moment, the smile on the gentleman's face disappeared in an instant, like the sun covered by dark clouds.
Instead, she felt shock, disbelief, and then, deep... disappointment. She had never seen a look like that in his eyes before. It was like watching a precious piece of porcelain being shattered by his own hands, heartbroken and infuriated!
"Nonsense!" The gentleman slammed the table so hard that the teacups jumped up. The sound was like thunder, booming in her ears.
He was so angry that his fingers were shaking as he pointed at her, his voice more severe and... regretful than ever before.
"Linglong! How could you be so foolish! Xiao Jingren is definitely not a good match for you! He's cunning and ambitious, and definitely not a kind person! If you marry him, you'll definitely end up..."
The gentleman hadn't finished speaking, but the worry and anxiety in his eyes almost overflowed like a flood breaking through a dam.
"Sir..." At that time, she was blinded by love and felt that he was pedantic and did not understand her feelings.
She even argued a little. Now it seems so ridiculous! So stupid!
Sir, you have long seen through Xiao Jingren's true face, right?
You are afraid that I will fall into the fire pit because of my trust in the wrong person, which is why you lose your composure and feel so sad! Chen He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the waves in his heart.
Mr. Yan, I will never be confused again in this life.
Canceling the blood contract, protecting the Shen family, and supporting the Sixth Prince, these things are not only for myself and the Shen family, but also to live up to your teachings and expectations, sir!
But what was going on with my father's hesitation today, and his eyes full of sadness and indulgence?
Could it be that something really happened to Mr. Yan that she didn't know about?
No! She had to see Mr. Yan as soon as possible! She had to ask him in person! She had so much to say to him!
Only with the help of her husband can her plan be more certain! Chen He suddenly opened her eyes, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, like a meteor across the night sky, illuminating the direction forward.
After dawn, she would find a way to meet Mr. Yan no matter what!
There was no peace in the night.
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