"Okay." Yin Luzhu quickly got up from the bed, washed up, and then chased after her on horseback.
The convoy is heading towards the north.
When Yin Luzhu caught up, the convoy was taking a rest, and Wangyue also got off the carriage, looking towards the north with a smile on her face.
Today, she is wearing a light purple embroidered plum dress, a green-calyx plum cloak with a white background, which makes her skin even more crystal clear. She has a double bun on her head, with a pink floral glazed hairpin with tiny diamonds in the middle.
The tassel hairpin seems to have gathered all the sunlight on it, making it dazzling.
Seeing Yin Luzhu, she nodded slightly towards her, "Thank you Prince Yin for keeping your promise, and thank you Prince Yin for sending Wang Yue back."
Their eyes met, and Yin Luzhupi pulled the corner of his lower lip with a smile.
Wangyue didn't mean to say anything more to her, so she turned around and got into the carriage.
Thinking that she would be able to see Xuan Qing soon, the smile on her face became a little brighter, like a young girl waiting to be married, with a hint of shyness.
The large group of people walked all the way to the north.
Traveling day and night was really exhausting. Finally, when approaching the northern country, Yin Luzhu ordered to rest for the night and reorganize before setting off.
Although Wangyue was anxious in her heart, she still suppressed the urgency in her heart when she saw the man's sleepiness.
Yin Luzhu walked out of the inn, looked at the brightly lit distance, and murmured: "Qingyun Prefecture is still the same as before."
Her father is from Qingyun Prefecture. It was only after high school and promotion that the family moved to Yindu City. Since then, they have never returned to Qingyun Prefecture, the place where she grew up.
Yin Luzhu looked around and saw that no one was following her. Qingluo and Changyu also wrote down. Then she left the inn and went to the Fu Mansion's ancestral residence.
Yin Luzhu came to her ancestral home and looked at the crooked plaque on it, with a bitter curve on her lips.
Shaking her head, she walked in. The Fu Mansion was overgrown with weeds, and the furnishings inside were dilapidated.
All the way to the ancestral hall, she found that the candles inside had already been extinguished and the tablets were tilted here and there.
She weakly stepped forward and knelt down silently. She said, "Father, do you regret it?"
Come to think of it, he won't regret it.
Closing his eyes, Yin Luzhu's tears that he had been holding back for a long time suddenly burst their banks.
At this moment, the door outside the ancestral hall was pushed open, and a familiar smell rushed in along with the wind.
The medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire ancestral hall.
Yin Luzhu opened his eyes, quickly wiped away the tears on his face, and then turned his head and looked over.
Under the moonlight, Ji Yanchen was dressed in a snow-colored robe like frost, with a unique plant embroidered on the wide cuffs. As a gust of wind blew by, his long black hair flew in the wind.
Under the moonlight, his appearance is surprisingly exquisite and beautiful, which confuses all living beings. His cold eyes are like a lake of water, clear and deep.
He held a food box in his hand and walked slowly to Yin Luzhu. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, saying nothing for a long time.
A smile appeared on Yin Luzhu's face, and she couldn't hide the tiredness. She looked up at him with a tired expression, "Quick doctor, why don't you also come to chat with the ancestors of the Fu family?"
Ji Yan lowered his eyes and looked at her, a subtle emotion flashing through his quiet and deep eyes, which was hard to see clearly.
After a while, he sighed and sat down on a shabby futon next to Yin Luzhu. His slender white hands gently opened the lid and said, "Eat."
