Mr. Hongye held the armrest and said softly: "Listen to the gurgling water and look at it. Will you remember something?"
Yuan Qingling looked over subconsciously and saw two small waterfalls in the rockery group rolling down and flowing into the lake, breaking up the sunlight fragments on the lake surface. The fragments of gold seemed to carry some fragments and surged in a swirling manner.
It entered her eyes and stirred up a whirlpool in her mind.
Yuan Qingling closed her eyes and tried hard to search for any traces of him in those memories that did not belong to her.
It is impossible for her to have any old friendship with Hongye. Even if she did, it was the original owner Yuan Qingling.
However, many of the long-lasting memories left in the brain of the original owner are blurred. Not to mention her, even if the original owner is still alive, she may not fully remember everything she has experienced or everyone she has met.
"You don't remember the days in Duanzhou." His voice was cold and penetrating, and the fragment of her concentration was suddenly wiped out.
She opened her eyes and looked at the brokenness in his eyes, "You...do I know you?"
There was nothing in his eyes anymore, and he regained his calmness, and said calmly: "I don't know you, it was all just nonsense I was talking about at the time. I'll leave first so as not to disturb the Crown Princess."
After saying that, he took a step back, his face was silent, and he saluted. When he raised his head again, he didn't even look at Yuan Qingling, and turned around.
The red clothes rose up and swept over Yuan Qingling's face. They were stained with the cold wind of late autumn, making Yuan Qingling's heart feel inexplicably sad.
Young Master Hongye's figure was submerged in the pale yellow, and the red reflected in her eyes slowly faded away. She turned around, only to see Man'er sitting on the ground and taking a nap.
"Barbarian!" she shouted.
Man'er suddenly woke up, raised his head, his eyes were blank, "Slave... Why did you fall asleep?"
"Are you tired?" Yuan Qingling looked at her. When she came out of the main hall, Man'er was walking with her. She was very alert. Why did she suddenly fall asleep after following her?
"No, I'm not tired, slave!" Man'er rubbed his eyes and couldn't help but yawned, "It's strange, why are you so sleepy?"
"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Yuan Qingling looked at her. Her eyes were not bloodshot, nor were they bruised, but she looked listless.
"Sister Qiluo was on duty last night, and I went to bed very early." Man'er was a little frightened, "I didn't mean to be lazy, Crown Princess, please forgive me."
"I don't blame you, it's just that you... rarely do this. Go back and have a rest. You don't have to wait for me tonight." Yuan Qingling said.
Man'er shook his head, "No, I'm much energetic now. I'll send the Crown Princess back to Xiaoyue Pavilion."
Yuan Qingling turned her head to look at the rockery and flowing water, and thought for a while, "No, you can come back to Jinghou Mansion with me."
The old lady knows the things about the original owner best.
"Go back now?" Man'er was surprised.
"That's right, go back now." After Yuan Qingling said that, she turned around and strode up the arch bridge towards the yard.
When we returned to Jinghou Mansion, it was already dusk. The old lady was very happy to see her back and left her to have dinner in the mansion.
Seeing the happiness on the old lady's face, Yuan Qingling felt a little guilty. She was so busy these days that she didn't have time to come back to see her, so she agreed to come down and say that she wanted to stay at the mansion for dinner.