"Uncle Emperor, I sent a sycamore tree to your house."
Early one morning, Ximen Hen led someone to deliver a sapling to Prince Xuan's Mansion.
At this time, the sycamore tree in Wutong Garden was already in full bloom, and it was also his mother's favorite.
"My mother said that the parasol flower will bring good luck to people." Ximen Hen said, "The spring is coming. Let this little tree take root and grow in the palace and bring hope to the emperor's uncle."
"Do you think I still have hope of finding Xin'er?" Ximen Jingxuan asked.
Although the people around him didn't say anything, they actually gave up any hope in their hearts, and he had been persistently searching for it, even if it was the end of his life.
"As long as the emperor doesn't give up, there will always be a result." Ximen Hen said. But he didn't want to say that the result might be a tragedy.
"Plant the tree outside that small house." Ximen Jingxuan said.
It's remote, quiet and suitable for attracting spiritual energy.
Ximen Jingxuan is not a believer in ghosts and gods, but his increasingly haggard heart needs to find a support to carry his sorrow.
Soon, the small tree took root outside the hut.
Feng Qiwu, Feng Qiwu, will this sycamore tree recall his phoenix?
Ximen Jingxuan has never been to this small house since what happened at the beginning of the first year. He has been avoiding his betrayal of Xin'er.
But Xin'er's memory also remains here.
Throughout Prince Xuan's Mansion, he walked through all the places where Xin'er's footprints were left, from the secret room under the garden to the study room, little by little. Only the entire hut was deliberately ignored by him.
Since he has done something he shouldn't have done, he should have the courage to face it.
Ximen Jingxuan opened the door and walked into the dusty hut. The hut was still in the same condition as when he finally left it.
Ximen Jingxuan couldn't bear the memory that came into his eyes, so he turned around and wanted to withdraw.
However, his eyes paused and fell on the foot of the bed. A piece of rag was half exposed. It was originally covered by the hanging sheet. The sheet was blown open by the wind brought in when he opened the door, revealing a corner.
Ximen Jingxuan strode over, bent down and picked up the hairpin.
He recognized that this was an accessory that Lin Xiner often wore. It was very ordinary, simple and elegant, not valuable, but Lin Xiner liked it very much.
He remembered that Lin Xiner was still carrying this hairpin when she fell off Sunset Cliff, and later when she was dealing with Xia Yubing at the Meng family. However, when he met Leng Qingxiu in Huai'an County, he did not see Lin Xiner carrying this hairpin.
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He cared so much about Lin Xin'er and was very observant. Even though he was hindered by the poison of infatuation, he did not ignore her.
How did Xin'er's hairpin end up in this hut? When did it fall here?
Ximen Jingxuan held the hairpin in his palm and his eyes gradually deepened.
Suddenly, he turned around, strode out of the house, and found Bi'er working in the Plum Blossom Garden.
Wu Mei was imprisoned in the dungeon, and the Plum Blossom Garden became vacant. Only Bi'er stayed here, responsible for daily cleaning and keeping the house spotless.
"Slave, please see the prince!"
Ximen Jingxuan's sudden appearance made Bi'er tremble with fright, and the basin in her hand was almost knocked over.
"Whose child is Wu Mei's?" Ximen Jingxuan's voice was low and cold, like an ice stone hitting Bi'er in the face, catching Bi'er off guard.
"Yes...yes..." The water basin in Bi'er's hand fell to the ground, soaking half of her dress and also splashing wet Ximen Jingxuan's shoes.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!" Bi'er knelt down in front of Ximen Jingxuan regardless of the water on the ground, "I was careless, please forgive me!"
"Is it careless or panicked?" Ximen Jingxuan saw Bi'er's expression in his eyes.
"Yes...yes..." Bi'er was trembling and speechless.
Prince Xuan asked her so directly, it must be that Mrs. Mei's matter came to light.
She has long said that there is no airtight wall in the world. When she went to the dungeon to deliver food, Mrs. Mei also said that she would rely on the child in her belly to turn over. But the child was not the prince's at all. If the prince knew the truth, let alone turning over, he would die without knowing it.
How could he die!
"explain!"
Ximen Jingxuan's reaction when he saw Bi'er proved that his guess was correct. He was severely beaten by Wu Mei!
What an ungrateful woman. She regarded his kindness for saving her in Northern Xinjiang as nothing. Although he did not need to repay kindness, repaying kindness with hatred was beyond his tolerance.
"Yes...it's from Suishi of Yuehua Kingdom..."
Wu Mei couldn't protect herself, and Bi'er didn't dare to hide anything anymore, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was forced to do this. Please forgive me, Your Majesty..."
really!
"Tell me everything you know." Ximen Jingxuan said.
After such a long time, he finally found out the truth with the help of a hairpin from Xin'er.
Is the sycamore tree really a tree of good luck? Guide him to know the truth, can he really recall Xiner?
Xin'er, Xin'er!
It turned out that the person who spent the night with him in the hut was Xin'er, his wife!
** has passed, where will the people go?
Even if what he found was disappointing and sad, he would still take Xin'er back and let her sleep beside him.
She is the only woman he has ever had in his life, his only wife...
He lives up to Xin'er's blood and lives with difficulty in this life. When he passes away, he will sleep with Xin'er and renew their relationship in the next life.
Xin'er, I won't let you live anywhere else, life or death...
Wu Mei was taken out of the dungeon by Ximen Jingxuan. Instead of mentioning Prince Xuan's Mansion, he went out directly from the secret passage in the dungeon and threw her into the wilderness.
This woman's belly has obviously swollen. Although she was trapped in the dungeon before, her face looked pale except that she had not seen the sun for a long time, but her figure was plump. She was not missing anything from eating and drinking.
"My lord, don't believe Bi'er, she's talking nonsense, she's adding insult to injury to me!" Wu Mei crawled in front of Ximen Jingxuan, pointing fiercely at Bi'er beside her.
"Is she tired of living, so she allowed herself to die in front of me?" Ximen Jingxuan said coldly.
What Bi'er confessed has something to do with her. She followed Wu Mei and committed evil, but if she concealed it and refused to take revenge when she was found, she would have died unjustly.
Prince Xuan's palace will not tolerate such a timid girl who doesn't know right from wrong.
In Xin'er's case, he is the god of death that everyone fears on the battlefield.
Therefore, Bi'er did not get leniency for confessing, but at most she could get a good death.
When Bi'er knew that she was bound to die, she no longer had the strength to speak. If it weren't for being dragged, she wouldn't even have the strength to move.
Before a man dies, he is already like a dead tree.
"I will send you on your way first to avoid being said to be adding insult to injury and taking advantage of others."
As soon as the sound fell, Ximen Jingxuan waved his hand, and a slender blade of grass shot toward Bi'er like a sharp dart, hitting her throat right in the middle.