The crescent moon is like a flat boat. The bright moonlight shines through the gauze clouds and casts down on the earth, flashing with a silver halo.
Half an hour later, Feng Qing stopped not far from the bank of Wangyue Creek and cast a grateful look. Feng Qing helped Gardenia get out of the carriage.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, she walked a short distance and came to the tomb. Gardenia stared at the tombstone expressionlessly. Fengqing took out the fire stick and prepared to light the incense candle. Gardenia raised her hand and said: "Brother, let me do it."
She silently lit the incense candle and stuck it on the ground, and everything around her became brighter with the starlight. She burned the paper money silently, and it took a long time for Gardenia to ask: "Brother, how did your uncle die?"
Feng Qing glanced at Lian Ruoyi and sighed: "When I was detoxifying and preparing medicine for Miss Lian, I was accidentally plotted by someone."
Turning back suddenly, a trace of astonishment flashed through his clear eyes, he lowered his eyelids and burned the paper money again, "Brother, please go back first. I want to stay alone with my uncle for a while."
Feng Qing hesitated for a moment, then agreed and said, "Okay, be careful. I'll send Jiyun and the others to the bank of Wangyue Creek first, and I'll pick you up later."
Gardenia remained silent, expressing her displeasure with the answer to the question in a silent way. The footsteps behind her gradually disappeared, and when she looked back, she could only see the branches swaying in the wind.
The tears she had held back for a long time finally fell into the blazing fire. The cold tombstone in front of her eyes once again cruelly told her the fact that her beloved master uncle had passed away.
Sitting paralyzed on the ground, with his hands clasped around his knees, watching the sparks disappear little by little, his helpless eyes and lonely figure made people feel sad and suffocated.
Tears fell again, and the hesitation and fragility that had never been seen before now appeared on the tear-stained face, "Master, I'm sorry Gardenia just came to see you now. I thought you were still in the world. After your parents passed away, Gardenia
Mom will go back to the Lost Forest and wait for you to come back. She will honor you as she honors her parents. I don’t want you to end up in hell like your parents. Dad, mother, and uncle, you are so cruel, leaving Gardenia all alone.
No one loves you, no one takes care of you, Gardenia misses you so much, I really miss you..."
The soft night breeze blew by, as if listening to Gardenia's heartache. Time passed by bit by bit, and Gardenia was a little tired. She pillowed her knees and felt sleepy.
Just as he closed his eyes, he felt something covering his back. He turned his head slightly and met Ling Jiyun's gloomy face and warm eyes, "It's too late, go back."
Helping her to stand up, Gardenia felt her legs feel sore and numb, and threw herself into Ling Jiyun's arms. She stepped back in a panic and almost fell to the ground.
She picked up Gardenia with a flip of her hand, glanced at him in surprise, avoided his blazing gaze, and let him carry her towards the bank of Wangyue Creek.
Leaning against his warm bosom, I couldn't help but feel sad. How many women had leaned on him like this before, and I was no exception.
The whole journey was speechless. She still looked up silently and saw the lantern on the corner of the building beside Wangyue Creek. Gardenia said softly: "Your Majesty, please let me down. My legs can walk."
Understanding the meaning behind her words, Ling Jiyun let go of one hand, and Gardenia stood on the ground, still sighing gratefully: "Thank you."
As I started walking, a feigned angry voice came from behind me: "What are you worried about?"
She stopped and her heartbeat slowed down for a moment. She didn't dare to look back, but she said calmly: "Gardenia is a selfish person and cannot allow the prince to love Gardenia while pretending to be someone else. In this way, Gardenia would rather that nothing had happened.
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A simple sentence explains the wandering in her heart at this time, fate comes and goes, because she cares, she longs for the future and is heartbroken.