"Let go of me right now!" Song Jinyu was extremely embarrassed. Come on, the prefect was still there!
Right under everyone's noses, she was taken away by Zhongli Mingye and rushed to a manor on the outskirts of the city.
Under the apricot trees, the fruits were in abundance. The apricots, yellow with a hint of red, were truly appealing. Song Jinyu couldn't figure out what he had brought her here for. Could it be just to eat a few apricots?
Unexpectedly, Zhongli Mingye suddenly reached out and picked a bunch of apricots. He held them out to her. "Have a taste..."
Was it just for her to eat an apricot? Jinyu picked up one and took a bite, the juice filling her mouth.
"So sweet..." Zhongli Mingye saw her enjoying herself and smiled. "Last time, the green apricots He Yi brought back were picked by you, weren't they?"
Mentioning this, Song Jinyu felt a bit shy. "They were still a bit sour back then."
"The sour ones made this king not eat for a whole day!"
He actually ate them? Song Jinyu thought that his teeth must have been set on edge by the sourness, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Zhongli Mingye looked at her dotingly. "This king gives you sweet apricots, while you give this king green ones." It was just like their current relationship.
Song Jinyu had no choice but to pretend to bow to him. "This subject's daughter has been rude."
Suddenly, Zhongli Mingye stepped forward aggressively and said to her, "What you want, this king can afford!"
Suddenly saying such things, Song Jinyu felt a bit at a loss. Afford what? He was a noble of the royal family. What did he know?
"Cough..." She looked up into his eyes, and saw a very real reflection of herself.
Since she met him, she had always been taken care of by him. At this moment, Song Jinyu finally understood that he had actually taken root in her heart.
However, although she was certain of her own feelings, she also had other burdens on her back. It was precisely because she had feelings for him that she couldn't bring all those things to him.
But, but, at this moment, she really wanted to indulge in his tenderness.
Suddenly, she reached out and picked an apricot, then stuffed it directly into Zhongli Mingye's mouth. While he was in a daze, she slipped away with a smile.
"I just thought of an idiom called 'the red apricot leans over the wall'." Song Jinyu held up a plump red apricot and looked at it against the sunlight.
Zhongli Mingye snatched the red apricot and ate it.
"Does it mean that you, this red apricot, have come into my wall?"
What nonsense!
She rolled her eyes at him. "That's not what it means!" Just as she was about to explain, he interrupted her again. "Does it mean the same thing as your former fiancé cuckolding you?"
After saying that, he laughed maliciously!
"Stop laughing!"
This guy really deserved a good beating! Song Jinyu stepped forward and covered his mouth. Her face was as red as the red apricots on the tree. He always brought up the most awkward things!
Zhongli Mingye took the opportunity to pull her into his arms. One hand wrapped around her slender waist, and his eyes stared deeply into hers.
The atmosphere was getting more and more ambiguous. Just as he was about to kiss her, Song Jinyu stomped hard on his foot and then ran away!
You naughty girl!
The two of them were laughing and playing in the apricot orchard, picking a great many red apricots. Before they knew it, it was almost dark. Zhongli Mingye and Song Jinyu parted ways at the gate of the Song Mansion. Unfortunately, this scene was seen by Yan Fei. A flash of pain crossed his eyes. He handed Jinyu the package from their master.
Song Jinyu invited Yan Fei into the mansion. "How is master's health?" She was very happy to see Yan Fei. After all, she hadn't seen anyone from Tianmen Mountain for several months.
"He's okay, but he misses you!" I miss you too.
He looked up and smiled faintly. "I'll be going back soon!"
"Lady Jinhua has passed away." These simple words hit Song Jinyu like a bombshell.
"..."
Why was it so sudden? She had a faint feeling in her heart that there was something fishy about Lady Jinhua's death.
Yan Fei leaned against the doorframe. Watching his little junior sister grow up, he had some indescribable feelings. When he saw that man, he suddenly really wanted to tell his little junior sister.
However, at this moment, he hesitated. He was afraid that she didn't have feelings for him. The affection from their days of living together in the sect was the warmth in his heart, but not the love in hers.
"Yuer..." Yan Fei finally spoke. Song Jinyu was still in shock from the news of Lady Jinhua's death.
She looked at Yan Fei seriously. "What's wrong, senior brother?"
"Nothing... nothing... it's okay." The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say them. Yan Fei closed his eyes and concealed his emotions well.
Yan Fei looked straight at Jinyu. "I'm afraid Ouyang Jinse won't let this go easily."
Song Jinyu also had a headache. Just thinking about Ouyang Jinse made her feel exhausted. She and the Jinshui Palace were really like water and fire. Song Jinyu briefly told Yan Fei about the time she was kidnapped and specifically mentioned the burning of the Jinshui Palace.
Yan Fei was extremely angry. He immediately picked up his flying chain and was about to go and settle the score with Ouyang Jinse. "Don't go!"
Song Jinyu said in a low voice, "He almost committed suicide that day. Let's just let this matter go..."
"I'm afraid Lady Jinhua's death is really related to you." Yan Fei worried.
Song Jinyu looked indifferent. "If she wants to come and kill me, she can come anytime."
After the Jinshui Palace was repaired, Ouyang Jinse went to the capital to meet the crown prince. She left Ouyang Weiyi to guard the Jinshui Palace. On this day, he sent a lot of gifts to the mansion of Prefect Song. Song Qinzhou met this deputy palace master of the Jinshui Palace.
Song Jinyu was in the back courtyard. Although she didn't see him, she had a feeling that something was wrong. This deputy palace master was always resourceful. This time, sending gifts was ostensibly an apology, but in fact it was just for the safety of the Jinshui Palace.
Maybe, it was also to lull her into a false sense of security?
At this moment, Song Jinyu felt a bit of pressure. Her master had brought the sect's token to her, which seemed a bit like making arrangements for his own death. Maybe Tianmen Mountain was really in danger?
At the He Mansion,
Mr. He was writing a letter to the imperial concubine. He had offended Prince Yu now, and he was afraid that he couldn't stay in Liuzhou anymore.
The young mistress had been locked up, and He Shuyi was in a daze because she had been beaten with a board. The He Mansion was in a desolate state from top to bottom. Mr. He couldn't figure out why his son and daughter had done such absurd things.
Was the young lady of the Song Mansion someone they could slander? In order to curry favor with Prince Yu, the aunt and niece had actually done things to ruin someone's reputation.
Mr. He shed old tears. Mrs. He was also crying every day now.
It was all his fault. He had been blind and misjudged people. He had messed up a good engagement and married a troublemaker. But because of Prefect Song's face, he couldn't divorce her. Now he could only rely on the imperial concubine in the harem!