In the beautiful pavilion in the bamboo forest, a woman in white sat on a stone bench, staring at the chessboard in front of her with a frown, and murmured, "I have been playing chess for half my life, and I can't beat anyone except Ruhua. I didn't expect that even a little brat like you would bully me." After saying that, she raised her eyes and glared at him.
Fang Deng smiled and said, "Mother taught me well."
Zhao Pei laughed, looked up at He Hui who was standing aside and said, "Deng'er's words are so nice, I don't dare to be your master. It's all thanks to your uncle He." He Hui just smiled and stared at the black and white chessboard, nodded and said, "I don't dare to take credit. The eldest son's chess skills are getting more and more sophisticated, it's just natural for the princess to play."
Zhao Pei smiled complacently and said, "Of course, my son must be very capable." After a moment's thought, she realized that He Hui was secretly teasing her. Just as she was about to say something back, she heard a rustling sound in the bamboo forest, and a moment later a young man in blue clothes approached gracefully.
At the age of twenty, he was handsome and graceful. His eyes seemed to be angry but not angry, and hesitant to speak. His eyes were full of light and he looked around. His every move was elegant. But his bright eyes and white teeth seemed a little feminine.
Several people here were fascinated. Zhao Pei nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Wai'er, your brother is here." He Hui stared for a long time and couldn't help whispering, "Pei Pei 20 years ago..." The words "20 years ago" made Zhao Pei fall from pride to loss in an instant. 20 years ago... What does it mean that time makes people old? In the blink of an eye, she has already reached this age. She herself has not accepted this reality.
She glared at him, "Like me, like me. Don't talk about this from twenty years ago. It's like I didn't know."
Fang Deng chuckled: "Mother, you still look like a young woman in her twenties. If you stand with us and don't know what's going on, we might call each other siblings. What are you still worried about, mother?"
Zhao Pei felt much more comfortable. The superior life of luxury and respect did not make her be eroded by time. Not only her, but also He Hui was the same, still as well-dressed and beautiful as in his youth.
The young man in blue was left aside and listened to their glances and words, which made him a little annoyed. He shouted, "Mom! What are you thinking? Why do you make me dress like this... Although it's not bad." Hanzhen looked at herself and muttered.
Zhao Pei quickly stood up and welcomed her in: "Come on, good Zhen'er. This is certainly a good news." Ruhua followed Hanzhen into the pavilion. The pavilion, which seemed very spacious on normal days, suddenly became a lot more crowded. Everyone found a seat and sat down.
Zhao Pei pulled Han Zhen in front of him and looked at her carefully for a long time, nodding repeatedly. Turning back, he said to Ruhua, "Ruhua, go and help me pack my belongings. Brother He, help me get a car ready. We are going on a long journey!"
Everyone was stunned. It was the first time they heard Zhao Pei say this.
Fang Deng frowned, then relaxed and chuckled: "As expected of you, mother."
"Just this outfit? Miss, you want your female companion to go out in men's clothes again?" Ruhua stared. He Hui shook his head gently, smiling and saying nothing.
Hanzhen, on the other hand, was very excited: "Really? That's great. I want to leave the house and travel around the world!" Hanzhen seemed to be in a dream. Fang was waiting to spoil the mood: "But does Dad agree?"
"Don't let your father know. He will definitely not agree if he knows. Let's go out secretly this time." Zhao Pei smiled slightly and made a plan in her mind.
"Miss, you want to act first and report later? What's in this gourd? If the prince finds out, he might have to travel thousands of miles to look for you..." Ruhua muttered softly, but before she could finish, she was interrupted by Zhao Pei's harsh voice, "You little stinky girl, go and prepare your things, don't chatter here."
Ruhua pouted and continued to mutter, "I am already a grown-up, and you are still calling me a girl. Aren't you ashamed?"
Zhao Pei laughed and said, "Why are you still calling me Miss?" The two of them argued endlessly. Fang Deng finally got a chance to interrupt and said, "Isn't it because of my sister's marriage that mother wants to broaden her horizons and help her find a suitable husband?"
"Your father only told me to solve it, but he didn't tell me how to solve it." Zhao Pei laughed, "Deng'er is still smart. There are only a few men your sister sees in the mansion all day long, and there are no good men in the world to recognize." Han Zhen suddenly realized, but still didn't say anything, thinking about something.
Ruhua murmured again: "Miss, you really let me go down the old path..." Zhaopei was annoyed by her and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? I was just running away..." The word "marriage" was finally swallowed back in the stomach under the eager eyes of everyone. He didn't want to think about the past, but Ruhua's commotion swept it back like a tidal wave. He suddenly felt powerless and glared at Ruhua: "Go quickly, you're getting more and more like an old woman after getting married."
Hanzhen and Fangdeng understood what they said and smiled meaningfully at each other. Only He Hui, who knew the past well, lowered his eyes with a bitter look, as if he was smiling. It was at that time that the trajectory of his life changed. It was at that time that he had a knot in his heart that he could not untie.
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The sun was setting. Everything was covered with the color of the setting sun, and it was cold and deserted. Fang Ju came out of the West Garden and was about to go back to his room. When he passed a long corridor, he saw two men standing there whom he had never seen before. Their figures were quite familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen them before.
The two men seemed to have seen him as well, and they walked over with their heads held high while mumbling to each other. Fang Ju stood there in a daze, staring at them intently: "Who are you?"
The man in white chuckled: "Fourth Young Master, don't you know me?" The man looked no more than thirty years old, with delicate features and a slender figure, his eyes flashing with a calm and cunning light. Fang Ju thought hard for a long time, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before, and shook his head blankly.
The young man in red at the side also said: "Do you know me?"
He looked very similar to the man in white, both were elegant gentlemen of the highest order. Unfortunately, Fang Ju just couldn't think of it, so he could only shake his head in confusion. "Who are you?"
Unexpectedly, they smiled at each other and ignored his questions, and walked away, leaving Fang Ju alone, who was very angry and confused.
The two walked down the corridor and passed the ear room, preparing to go out from the back door, laughing all the way: "Did you see Fang Ju's silly look? 'Who are you?'" Han Zhen imitated Xiao Fangju's laughter.
But suddenly I heard someone behind me shouting, "Who is making noise?" (To be continued)