When I go back and fall asleep, will everything disappear after dawn?
His Highness Fusu is the prince and the most noble person in this Yuan Kingdom.
Although she didn't have a very tangible feeling, her reason told Shui Xinyuan that he was an object that was out of her reach.
What happened tonight was just a coincidence.
He is not someone who can be met casually.
"..."
In front of Shui Xinyuan, who lowered his head and bit his lip, Lu Fusu suddenly stopped.
Shui Xinyuan heard the dry sound of something breaking.
"Water girl."
Lu Fusu turned around and had a branch with flowers in his hand.
"plum bossom?"
"Yes, you also have this flower in your hometown, right?"
"That scent..."
Look around, you can see the plum trees blooming sporadically on both sides of the path. As long as you inhale, you can feel the faint fragrance of flowers.
"take this……"
As Lu Fusu spoke, he gently inserted the broken plum branch into Shui Xinyuan's bun.
"Hey, eh?"
Shui Xinyuan raised his head in panic, trying to see the bun that he could not see.
Lu Fusu nodded with satisfaction.
"Very suitable."
"suitable……"
"Wear it!"
The smile on Lu Fusu's face disappeared for some reason, and his expression became extremely serious.
"But, this...this is the precious plum blossom in His Royal Highness Fusu's garden..."
"I hope you're wearing it."
"..."
Just a few small petals can still smell the faint fragrance.
Shui Xinyuan thought to himself that he acted like this to cheer himself up.
"Your Highness..."
"Um?"
"I will... cherish it."
Hearing this answer, Lu Fusu relaxed his expression as if he was relieved.
"Let's go."
"good……"
Shui Xinyuan walked forward with Lu Fusu again.
Go through the gate and leave the garden, go back to the road you were on, turn right and go straight, you can see the outline of the church.
They both stopped at the same time.
"This...thank you."
Shui Xinyuan handed out the robe, and Lu Fusu silently accepted it.
"I'm going back..."
"..."
"..."
"Be careful on the way back."
"good……"
"..."
Taking a deep breath, pursed his lips, Shui Xinyuan bowed heavily, then turned around and ran away.
She was careful not to let the plum branches fall off her hair, and her footsteps were so light that even the sound of running was almost inaudible, as if she was dancing in the wind, she ran towards her residence in a hurry.
"..."
After a while, Shui Xinyuan was in a daze in a narrow room with only one bed.
She carefully pulled off the small plum branch from her bun and held it in her hand for a closer look.
It was obviously something I got just now, but it seemed like it was a long, long time ago.
but……
It's true that I'm holding it in my hand. This fragrance shouldn't be an illusion. It won't disappear even if it comes tomorrow morning. It won't be just a dream.
What a gentle person.
In my hometown, even men like Muramasa always look self-righteous and vulgar. However, Muramasa is not arrogant at all when he is a truly powerful person who cannot be compared to him. He even lent his robe to a country girl like me.
, and spoke to me kindly.
"..."
Gentle look, gentle voice, gentle hands.
I don’t know when the next meeting will be.
Can we... meet again?
One day, I, who was sold into the priest's office, will become a dancer for the emperor.
"Your Highness Fusu..."
His vision was suddenly covered with moisture.
Her chest was stinging, and the tears that she could barely hold back when she looked at the moon fell down her cheeks one after another.
Shui Xinyuan held the plum branch tightly and let her tears flow.
It was neither sadness nor loneliness, but a different emotion, but she didn't know what it was.
Shui Xinyuan's whole heart was occupied by unknown emotions, and Shui Xinyuan couldn't stop crying.
At the age of thirteen, I still don’t understand spring in the capital...
Shui Xinyuan's heart was too immature, and she didn't realize that this was love, and that the object was so far out of reach.
…
Time flies, three years later.
Sixteen years old, spring in the capital...
"Hey, Shui Xinyuan, haven't the red clothes been delivered yet?"
"Almost there!"
"Oh, Shui Xinyuan, have you seen my green belt?"
"Is it the one hanging on the chair in the lobby?"
"Shui Xinyuan, what are you still dawdling about? Didn't I want you to bring me a mirror?"
"I'll go now!"
Shui Xinyuan spent the busiest day.
She held the mirror under her arm, ran into the lobby, grabbed the green belt, flipped up her clothes and ran away.
Barely making a sound of footsteps, he shuttled between the court ladies and handed out various things one by one.
Before he could stop, he heard someone calling in the next room, and Shui Xinyuan hurried over.
"What are you doing? Shui Xinyuan, go over there and get the clothes!"
"I'll get it right now!"
Shui Xinyuan turned around and ran towards the room she was talking about. No one noticed that her posture was as light and smooth as dancing.
"Clothes, clothes...oh, I found it!"
The box containing the red clothes was placed randomly in the room where the palace servants' clothes were stored.
Today is the long-awaited state banquet. All civil and military officials from the entire dynasty have gathered in the palace. Palace musicians, musicians, jugglers, etc. have all been summoned into the palace.
There are nearly a hundred court dancers in Yuan Guojiao Sifang, about fifty of them are good at dancing, but only about twenty are qualified to attend the state banquet hall, and only five of them can perform on the stage, leaving twenty
He is just responsible for dancing behind them.
"Hey!"
Shui Xinyuan used her petite body to carry the box containing twenty sets of clothes that had just been delivered and returned to the preparation room.
"Here, here are the clothes!"
"Slowly!"
The court ladies participating in the banquet performance gathered around the box and walked away with their clothes in a relaxed manner.
The palace maid, who was more qualified than Shui Xinyuan and was not prepared to play today, said in shock: "No way! You actually managed it all? You're still as stupid as ever~"
"Where there!"
"I'm not praising you, huh, you're even stupid in the head."
"Everyone always says that!"
"...This little civet cat is really an idiot!"
The other party scoffed.
Of course Shui Xinyuan knew that it was not a compliment to herself, she knew better than anyone that it meant to look down upon.
But if you lose your temper and refute the other party on the spot, it will only cause a mess, and you will be punished in the end.
In the past three years, Shui Xinyuan has learned the survival rules of Jiaofang.
"Hey, Shui Xinyuan! Help me tie the belt! Belt!"
"Shui Xinyuan, my side goes first!"
"good!"
Shui Xinyuan left the box behind and hurriedly ran to the palace servant who asked her to go first.
That person was the one with the best background among the people who were going to play today, so he went over to help her dress up first, so that the other palace girls would not dare to lose their temper with Shui Xinyuan in public.
The status of a palace concubine is said to belong to a very low class.
However, most of the court ladies in the palace were the daughters of noble lords or merchants in the city, or at least commoner girls from the capital. There were very few girls like Shui Xinyuan who came from the countryside and were from farmers.
She is also a palace concubine. If she is lucky, she will attract the attention of the emperor and become a concubine.
There is a huge difference in treatment between a noble lady who has been playing the piano and learning arts since she was a child, and a peasant girl who has toiled hard in the fields with buckets and got herself covered in mud, and was eventually sold into the palace.