Zhao Pei was stunned when she received the news, and after several confirmations, she gradually believed it. The old monk who liked to go to Tongtai Temple would chant sutras and worship Buddha with a solemn expression, asking her to cleanse her sins and forcing her to copy the Diamond Sutra. He would sometimes be full of love and dote on her and compete with her in wits and courage, but when he couldn't win, he would walk away angrily like a child. Although it happened a long time ago, it is still vivid when I think about it now. But he has left, full of regret and despair.
Seeing her like this, Hanzhen tried every possible means to get her out of the house and try to find a way to make her happy. Thinking that He Hui might have a way, she called He Hui to go to the courtyard to appreciate the flowers together.
Three people were walking in the garden. The one in front was jumping around pretending to be crazy, while Zhao Pei behind was still thinking about something with her head down. He Hui beside her was silently accompanying her, trying to think of something to say to comfort her, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't get a genuine smile from her.
Xiao Yi was walking towards the west at the end of the garden, and he saw the three people walking slowly from the west. They were all thinking about their own things and didn't notice him, so Xiao Yi stopped and looked over. Han Zhen picked a flower and wanted to put it in Zhao Pei's hair, but Zhao Pei looked a little embarrassed and dodged to He Hui's side while saying something, but He Hui smiled and took the flower from Han Zhen's hand, and the two of them pulled together and put the flower in Zhao Pei's ear. The three looked at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed together.
Such Zhao Pei was many times more beautiful than the red flowers in her temples. Xiao Yi suddenly realized that it had been a long time since he had looked at her so recklessly. But he suddenly couldn't bear to look any further. The third brother who was so happy and cheerful looked so close to her. Just like... a family. And at this moment, he was just like a bystander.
Why didn't he put the delicate flower in her hair on her
The smile on his lips gradually froze, and Xiao Yi couldn't bear to watch any longer. He stepped forward and said calmly, "The princess is in a good mood."
When Zhao Pei saw him, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she knelt down politely and said, "Your Highness, it's the same." Although there was a hint of sarcasm in her words, the alienation and indifference could not be ignored.
Xiao Yi stared at He Hui coldly and said, "It seems that the mansion is very idle, and there is nothing to do." He Hui wanted to leave immediately after hearing this, but Zhao Pei smiled and said, "Butler He has always been conscientious. Can't you take a break now?"
Hearing this, he suddenly felt a nameless anger. Was he… against him? For He Hui. His eyes narrowed slightly, but Han Zhen suddenly interrupted him: "Oh, father, look at all these beautiful flowers, they were all planted by mother herself."
He looked around, the garden was full of enchanting loneliness. He stared at Zhao Pei for a long time, his face was indifferent and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. It turned out that he had been so far away from her without knowing when. He kept muttering to himself, still without saying a word. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and finally Qiao Yu came quickly. Han Zhen saw that his face was pale, and the hope of a savior dimmed little by little, covered with a bad omen.
"Your Highness, there's news from the front line." Qiao Yu knelt down immediately upon seeing Xiao Yi. He glanced at Zhao Pei Hanzhen who was standing next to Xiao Yi and hesitated for a while, not knowing what to say.
Xiao Yi seemed quite impatient: "There are no outsiders here, speak."
Qiao Yu looked at Xiao Yi's cold face, hesitated again, and suddenly said with some grief: "News from the front line. His Highness the Crown Prince was attacked by Xiao Yu in Maxi..." He paused and glanced at Zhao Pei and Han Zhen, whose faces turned pale instantly, and said with a cruel heart: "He was attacked by Xiao Yu... and drowned..."
Zhao Pei opened her mouth wide, staring at Qiao Yu's moving mouth, but could no longer hear any sound. The whole world became quiet and stagnant at that moment. Death by drowning... was like a thunderclap that struck Zhao Pei's heart, instantly turning her body into ashes.
She suddenly saw the clear blue sky, and then a thick darkness. (To be continued)