Some people were clearly kicked out of the family but were still pampered by Xiao Yichen, which made people jealous to the point of going crazy.
There were no guards guarding the gate of Yilan Courtyard, so Yiyun entered the yard easily. However, the weather in March was still cold. A gust of cold wind blew a few fallen leaves from the branches and landed in front of Yiyun's feet, showing the desolation.
The yard was very quiet, so quiet that one could hear the slightest sound of fallen leaves falling to the ground, so quiet that footsteps echoed in the air, so quiet that Yiyun thought that no one had lived in this yard for a long time.
Linglan looked around while holding the food box and said, "Master, is the prince in the room?" Why does it look so eerie
Yiyun nodded and said, "You'll know after you take a look."
Yiyun's footsteps had just stopped at the door when Xiao Yichen's dry and impatient voice came from the room, "Get out!"
Yiyun paused. The door was open. From her perspective, sunlight shone in through the window through layers of gauze and screens, projecting the figure of Xiao Yichen hugging Ji Lingxue on the bed onto the screen. The picture was warm, yet a little sad.
Yiyun lowered her eyes. There were no guards or maids serving in the room. It seemed that he was saying this to her.
Linglan couldn't bear to see her master being wronged, so she said, "Your Highness, it's been a whole day and night, and you haven't had a drop of water. My concubine specially cooked bird's nest and ginseng porridge for you to replenish your energy. Your Highness, please drink some. You are the master of the palace. If you fall down, what will my concubine and everyone in the palace do?"
Linglan responded with two ruthless words without a trace of warmth: "Get out!"
He just wanted to spend time with Ji Lingxue, why did someone always come to disturb him? At first, the housekeeper came, then Bai Mo brought Chi Feng to persuade him, and then Feng came to make a scene, and just when it was calm, Yiyun came again. He had a good relationship with Yiyun and didn't want to get angry with her.
Yiyun turned and shook her head at Linglan, took the food box from her hand, waved at her, and signaled her to leave first.
Yiyun stepped over the threshold and walked in front of Xiao Yichen. Seeing that his eyes were bloodshot but he was still holding Ji Lingxue's cold body, her eyes were slightly hot and she said, "If Xue Ji knew what the prince felt, she would not abandon him so decisively."
Xiao Yichen moved, his fingers were a little stiff, he turned his neck to look at Yiyun, and suddenly asked: "Yiyun, did I do something wrong?"
Yiyun was silent. How should she answer this? No one was wrong. It was fate that was wrong. It was their different standpoints and beliefs that were wrong.
The mistake was that Ji Lingxue was too prominent. If she hadn't smashed the prince's Deqinglou, if she hadn't won the first place in the cooking competition, she wouldn't have died.
Yiyun knew that Xiao Yichen understood all these principles, and the king's uncle wanted Ji Lingxue's death to severely hurt Xiao Yichen.
Now Ji Lingxue is just a concubine, and a concubine is only slightly higher than a maid. No one will care. Xiao Yichen cannot take revenge for Ji Lingxue.
Yiyun said: "Your Majesty, you are not wrong."
Xiao Yichen smiled bitterly, "If I am not wrong, why are the people closest to me leaving me one by one?"
Yiyun: "That's because they are not blessed enough to accompany the prince any longer."
"You are so lucky. Only you, Yiyun, dare to joke with me like this."
Yiyun bowed and said, "My lord, this is not a joke from me. This is the truth. My lord, your deep love for Xue Ji, if Xue Ji is still alive, she would not bear to see you neglecting your sleep and food and abandoning yourself like this."
She handed over the food box and said, "Eat something first. If you don't eat or drink and fall ill, who will avenge Xue Ji? In addition, the funeral of Concubine Qing has to be presided over by the prince."
Xiao Yichen glanced at the porridge in the Evian food box and nodded, "I understand. I'll leave Concubine Qing's affairs to you. Please make sure they are grand."
Yiyun nodded, "Then... what about Xue Ji? She and Concubine Qing have a deep sisterly relationship, why not send her down together..."
Xiao Yichen turned his head and looked at Yiyun indifferently. Yiyun had the word "burial" stuck in her throat and couldn't utter it. She said, "I suddenly remembered that there is something I haven't done. Please do as you please, Your Highness." After that, she quickly retreated.
Standing at the gate of Yilan Courtyard, Yiyun turned her head to look at the three big characters on the door plaque, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She believed that in the near future, she would be the one living in this courtyard.
Yiyu turned around and met Chi Feng. The two greeted each other and Yiyu walked away quickly.
Chi Feng watched Yiyun's back as she left, then turned and walked into the yard.
Xiao Yichen was still holding Ji Lingxue's body motionlessly, and the bowl of bird's nest and ginseng porridge was gradually cooling down in the food box.
Chi Feng said: "My Lord."
Xiao Yichen's eyelids moved and he asked, "Have you checked everything?"
Chi Feng nodded: "There are spies from the emperor and the prince's uncle's mansion in the palace. Now they have been dealt with. Please rest assured, Your Majesty. The details are still under interrogation, and I believe there will be results soon."
Xiao Yichen nodded, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes. He stroked Ji Lingxue's cheek with his fingers and murmured, "Xue'er, I will help you get rid of anyone who hurts you!"
Chi Feng looked at Xiao Yichen's bloodshot eyes and said, "My Lord, please take care!"
Are you going to hold the princess like this until the end of time? If you continue like this, you will be exhausted. How can you avenge the princess
Xiao Yichen nodded. He moved his stiff arms and slowly placed Ji Lingxue on the bed. His rough hands gently stroked Ji Lingxue's cold forehead. Xiao Yichen lowered his head and whispered softly, "Xue'er, wait for me. Wait for me to come back."
He will find the person who can save her. He doesn't want her to die. How can she die without his permission
Xiao Yichen stood up and took Chi Feng away from the palace, leaving Anying and Mo Xiang to look after Ji Lingxue.
Xiao Yichen sat on a fast horse, waving the whip and leaving the city. The horse's hooves splashed up dust, drowning his figure.
Three days later, Xiao Yichen climbed the highest mountain in Dongqi, looking for the Huanyang Grass that could bring the dead back to life. Although he had only seen the name of this grass in ancient books, it was better than having no hope.
The scorching sun shone down from overhead, and the biting wind made his face hurt. Xiao Yichen clung to the rock wall with his whole body, and his fingers moved forward inch by inch. Only an inch or half an inch was left to reach the grass.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and several stones slid down the cliff and hit Xiao Yichen on the head. With a thud, blood splattered.
Xiao Yichen seemed to feel no pain. His fingers and eyes were fixed on the grass not far in front of him. His fingers moved forward little by little. The next moment, his fingers grabbed the grass, his body tilted, and he fell off the cliff...
Time seemed to have passed a very long time, and Xiao Yichen felt something scratching his cheek. He opened his eyes and saw that it was a leaf of grass blown by the wind and fell on his cheek.
He suddenly sat up straight and looked around. When he was still confused, he seemed to hear Ji Lingxue calling his name in his ear, but there were only a few trees around and no shadow of him.
Xiao Yichen smiled bitterly and spread out his right hand. The resurrection grass lay quietly in the palm of his hand. The back of his hand was cut by the rock when it rolled down, and the blood was now dyeing the resurrection grass red. The next moment, Xiao Yichen was surprised to find that the blood on the resurrection grass disappeared little by little, and the originally green leaves had turned into red leaves.
The resurrection grass actually feeds on human blood!
Xiao Yichen tore off a piece of his clothes, wrapped the resurrection grass, and put it in his arms, then he got up and went home.
Three days later, Xiao Yichen rushed back to the palace. He was covered in dust and had a stubble-covered face. Even the housekeeper could hardly recognize him.
Housekeeper: "My Lord, you are finally back home!"
Xiao Yichen let out a "hmm" sound through his nose, but kept walking.
Yilan Courtyard was just as quiet as when he left. An Ge stood at the door to greet him, "Your Majesty!"
Xiao Yichen nodded and pushed the door open. The gauze curtain was lifted by the wind, revealing a graceful curve. Xiao Yichen pushed aside the gauze curtain and turned around the screen. All the bedding on the big bed was replaced with new ones, but there was no sign of Ji Lingxue.
Xiao Yichen turned around and glared at An Ge who followed him in, "Where is Xue'er?"
An Ge lowered her head and replied, "The princess... has been laid to rest!"
"What!" Xiao Yichen widened his eyes and slapped An Ge away. An Ge flew up, broke through the door and fell into the yard. He covered his chest and vomited blood.
An Ge slowly got up and knelt on the ground. Xiao Yichen's anger was obviously not yet fully vented. He stepped on An Ge's shoulder with his boots, pressing An Ge three inches into the mud.
Xiao Yichen asked, "When I left, did I tell you to bury Xue'er?"
An Ge: “Never.”
Xiao Yichen: "Whose order was that?"
An Ge said: "It was me."
Xiao Yichen sneered: "Then do you know what the consequences are for disobeying the master's orders?"
An Ge took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, uncorked it, tilted his head back and poured the liquid in the bottle into his mouth, "I am willing to die to atone for my sins!"
Xiao Yichen: “…”
An Ge put down the porcelain bottle, and a mouthful of blood welled up from his chest. He covered his chest and swallowed the blood that was rising up, "My lord, the princess is dead, let her rest in peace."
Xiao Yichen clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, but he said nothing. He tilted his head back to force back the moisture in his eyes.
An Ge's body swayed, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, and tried to raise his head to look at Xiao Yichen, "Your Highness... I will leave first, take care..." After saying that, he fell to the ground, black blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth, gradually gathering into a ball on the ground.
Xiao Yichen frowned. Why were Ji Lingxue's subordinates the same as her? They would take poison when they disagreed with her and would not give him any chance to regret.
"Your Highness!" Yiyun's voice came from the door. Xiao Yichen looked up at the door. Yiyun came in wearing a white dress and threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist. "Your Highness, you are finally back. Do you know how worried I was about you?"
Xiao Yichen pushed Yiyun aside and asked, "Ji Lingxue, where was she buried and when was she buried?"
Yiyun said, "Three days ago, she was buried at the foot of Guanyin Temple. The Feng Shui master said that the environment there is quiet and peaceful, and it can also help Xue Ji's soul to rest in peace, so that she will suffer less in her next life."
Xiao Yichen murmured: "Guanyin Temple?"
(End of this chapter)