Chapter 95 Thoughts of leaving Beijing
  By the time Wen Jiu lay down on his bed again, it was already midnight.

I thought that all the things that needed to be resolved were almost resolved. It turned out that when Chen Shu left the capital, he also wanted to return to Qingyun Mountain.

But Liu Yue continued to be domineering, how could he leave willingly?

This is human nature, and she admits that her hatred must be repaid.

Now that Liu Mansion is notorious, Liu Yue can no longer make things difficult for others at will, and it is time for him to leave the capital.

Wen Jiu got up and stood in the yard for a while.

I wonder if all people in this world are the same. You can see this moon when you look up.

Then Chen Shu can see it too.

She sighed softly and returned to the room. It seemed that there was nothing to clean up.

She only had a few clothes coming and going. She stayed at home for a long time during this period, and Mother Wen helped her make a lot of clothes.

But Qingyun Mountain cannot wear the clothes of these official ladies. They have to practice every day.

The more stain-resistant and lightweight the clothes are, the better the clothes are for them.

She threw two of them casually into the bag, and with the cloak, that should be enough.

I'll go to Fange tomorrow to bring some more pastries. Jiang Yaoxi couldn't forget it after eating it last time, and she would remember to bring it every time she sent a letter.

Speaking of which, I haven't received a letter from my senior sister for a long time.

However, you still need to inform the master about going back. If you run back without saying a word, you will be scolded by him if you fail to do so.

She picked up the letter and wrote hard, writing no more than eight words in one breath: I haven't seen my master and brothers for a long time, and I even miss them. I will be back soon.

Wen Jiu then lay back on the bed with peace of mind and set off as soon as the master's reply came.

When I woke up, it was another rare good weather.

Zi Su's voice could be heard faintly outside the house, seeming to be calling the sweeping maid in the courtyard.

Then the voice became quieter, and Wen Jiu sat up and stayed in a daze for a moment as usual.

Seeing the movement inside, Zisu knocked lightly on the door: "Madam, call the girl over to have breakfast together."

The girl has finally been in a better mood these days. She went to have dinner with the master and his wife this morning and there was no need to have any more arguments.

Wen Jiu said hello, just in time to say goodbye to his father and mother.

They naturally want to stay in Beijing, and their marriage to Lu Xu will be finalized sooner or later.

You can tell from the way they look at you that it's imminent.

But she was not in a hurry. Based on her current relationship with Lu Xu, Lu Xu would definitely fulfill his promise and terminate the engagement after one year.

There is no need for dad to cry bitterly in front of the Holy One and belittle himself, and there is no need for him to cry, make fuss and hang himself three times to embarrass dad.

In the flower hall, Wen's mother was instructing her servants to pick up the soup and heat it up again. Maybe it was not hot enough.

Seeing Wen Jiu's arrival, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Jiu'er is here. This chicken soup is your favorite. Mom, let them heat it up again before you feel comfortable drinking it."

"Thank you, mother." After Chen Shu's incident, Wen Jiu always felt that the father and mother he knew were not as he imagined.

She always thought that they were not bound by the world and would not be like those pedantic people.

But she was wrong. Maybe she had stayed in Qingyun Mountain for too long, or maybe she didn't understand them at all.

My father is a minister, and every step he takes in the court is thrilling. Even a single faux pas in front of the emperor will cause the emperor to be suspicious of his father.

My mother came from a well-known family, and she paid more attention to being well-matched than ordinary people. This was unshakable in her heart.

They have nothing to say about their love, but all love comes with restraint. If love has no bottom line, so will the accompanying constraints and ties.

If you don't want to do this, the only thing you can do is to leave here.

"Why do you look so bad? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Mother Wen looked at the black and blue under her daughter's eyes and asked worriedly.

It’s not that I didn’t sleep well, it’s that I went to bed too late.

"A little bit." Wen Jiu rubbed his eyes, afraid to look at Mother Wen.

If they knew that they had sneaked into the Prince's Mansion in the middle of the night, they would kill them.

"I don't know who was setting off fireworks last night. The array was so huge that even the emperor knew about it, but I couldn't find out who was setting off the fireworks."

Wen Jiu silently lowered his head and picked at the rice in the bowl.

This is just a charm thrown into the air, how can it find a place to set it off?
  What's more, if you catch me, can I still have a good meal here?
  "Dad, mother, I want to go back to Qingyun Mountain."

Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them, Wen Jiu quickly took advantage of the opportunity.

"I have been waking up in the middle of the night recently, thinking that maybe I have been away from Qingyun Mountain for a long time, and I have been bitten again. I want to go back to Qingyun Mountain to retreat for a while."

Mother Wen's movements obviously slowed down. She put down her bowls and chopsticks and looked at Wen Jiu: "Is Jiu'er still remembering your mother?"

Wen Jiu paused while drinking the soup. She thought her excuse was good enough.

"How could it be? Mother is doing everything for my own good."

It's for your own good, but you don't care about your own wishes.

"Jiu'er, if you want to go to Chen Shu, my father advises you to give up. As my father has ways to protect him, he has ways to destroy him."

"Daddy, you are very powerful."

Wen Jiu's mouth is always faster than his brain, so he said this sentence without even thinking about it.

"You kid! You are getting more and more arrogant!" Mr. Wen put the bowl down heavily.

Wen Jiu also put down the soup bowl in his hand, "I thought that as an imperial master, dad had read many, many books, understood many, many truths, and knew the hardships and difficulties of being a scholar."

"What did Chen Shu do wrong? Han Chuang studied hard and endured the humiliation. He could have been proud but he was still trembling. There were people like Dad who suppressed him and people like Liu Yue who bullied him."

"Yes, he is wrong. His mistake is that his daughter likes him."

"And what did my daughter do wrong?"

"You were wrong because you shouldn't have given him that jade pendant! You have already helped him once!" Mr. Wen stood up and said: "If you want to go back to your master, then go back. When you have figured it out, you can return to the capital. !”

"Master! What are you doing? If there is something wrong with Jiu'er, just tell her slowly. Her marriage to the crown prince is coming soon. Is it possible that the princess palace will go to Qingyun Mountain to pick her up?"

Wen Jiu smiled mockingly to himself, saying that the wedding was imminent, and Lu Xu couldn't get up from the bed.

"Jiu'er, mother will accompany you back first. Your father is furious, so we won't tell him."

Wen's mother pulled Wen Jiu out of the yard.

Wen Jiu was used to it. His father and mother always scolded him and comforted him.

"My mother's words that day were a bit harsh. Jiu'er, please don't blame me."

Wen Jiu's eyes suddenly turned red. She didn't feel that Wen's mother's words were very hurtful that day, but she felt that the fact that Chen's mother committed suicide and that Chen Shu had lost his most important relative made her even more heartbroken and anxious.

But when Wen's mother mentioned it, she felt so wronged.

(End of this chapter)

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