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Lijun's letter! I received her first letter three months after she left. Yang Liang handed the letter to me and said mysteriously:

"I'm really jealous of you. Aside from adding a memorial table for my royal father and mother, Jun'er has only written a letter to you. We brothers don't have any part in this."

I smiled but didn't say anything. I returned to Wangyou Pavilion in a state of great excitement. I ordered my dog to take a basin of cold water, wash his hands, and then opened the letter.

Some were crescent-shaped, some were round and flat, but some were dried up. There were even some dried petals scattered inside, no wonder there was a fresh and empty fragrance coming from the Great Prairie the moment it was opened.

Lijun's graceful small words were impressively displayed on the leaves. Each leaf only had one sentence, and as I read them in turn, they were:

If he left the capital during the peach blossom season, when would he return home with a whip? March 28.

Sobbing and crying, Qi Qi Qi Qing dry tears, April 3rd.

It was a silent night. It was the ninth night of the fourth month.

Twisting the strings of the guqin, there was no peace; The princess's resentment was hopeless; The tenth day of April.

Obviously, this was what Li Jun had written as she walked. From her initial departure from the capital to her arrival at the King's Court in Turkic, it could be seen from her words that she had reluctantly left, as well as her loneliness in Turkic.

I carefully put away the leaves and closed my eyes as I lay on my bed. My mind was filled with the image of Li Jun. I imagined her standing in the open plains, her lonely figure drawn by the setting sun on the grass.

The sky above the plains was very high, which only served to accentuate her insignificance and loneliness. The clouds in the plains were very faint, and every cloud was like the misty mist in her eyes, filled with worry.

It was said that princesses were the most blessed women in the world. Since young, they had lived a life of luxury and luxury, unlike princes who would risk their lives to meet each other for the throne. They weren't like imperial concubines who used all sorts of methods to get their share of favors, fighting until their heads bled to the brim.

But who knew what kind of life the princesses were leading under their lustrous appearance? However, as the daughter of an emperor, she was already destined to become a pawn of the imperial family from the moment she was born. If they met a marriage alliance, they would have to travel far to another place, and even if they met a peaceful day, their marriage would only be decided by the emperor. They would have to marry some people that the emperor thought they needed to rope in. In any case, he was a victim of politics.

However, in the hearts of the common people, they would never be able to imagine the loneliness they had to endure as the most respected princess of Big Sui, and the worry of not being able to return home.

As for me, wasn't I destined to die in such a way? Just the luckier of the princesses. I opened my eyes with a wry smile, the light outside the window was dim, it was already near dusk, my mind was in chaos, I got up to take a bath, today was the first of June, according to the local customs, it was considered a small year, the empress set a family feast at the Kaji Palace, thinking of the upcoming meeting with Yang Guang, I finally swept away my shady mood and carefully dressed up.

Her snow-white shoulders were faintly discernible in the light muslin. Her tall waist was covered with a light blue muslin dress, and her smooth skin was tied to her chest. She had put a flower on her chest, and the excess ribbon was hanging down to her waist, dancing with the wind. The hand of Luo Cui soft muslin, layer upon layer of soft lace and the hem of the skirt drag behind, in the gorgeous added a few more elegant.

Looking at me in the bronze mirror, I felt quite satisfied. Chen Zhen, who was waiting for me to clean up, looked at me in surprise and praised,

"If the princess is going out like this, most likely even Celestial Immortals will have to hide after seeing her."

"That's right, we princesses are like the people who came down from that painting." Grandma narrowed her eyes and praised with a smile.

My face reddened as I protested coquettishly:

"All of you can just stick together and embarrass me."

I don't know if it was unintentionally or unintentionally, but Yang Guang was sitting opposite me. Yang Guang was still dressed in his old clothes, with a jade belt around his waist and long sleeves flowing freely.

I lowered my head, not daring to look up at him, but I could feel his burning gaze on my cheeks, and my face was flushed.

Since it was a family banquet, everyone was more at ease. The Duke of Qin, Yang Jun, cast a sidelong glance at me while laughing.

"Second Imperial Brother is so fortunate. Sister-in-law is really blessed."

Yang Guang smiled faintly and said seriously:

"Third brother, don't make fun of me. In your mansion, beauties are as common as the clouds. Which one of them aren't beautiful beauties?"

Yang Jun sighed and said:

"Even if we pull all the women in my household here, I still wouldn't be able to pick anyone who's worthy enough to carry the shoes for my sister-in-law."

I was even more embarrassed by what they said. Fortunately, the Emperor started to speak.

"Today is a feast, so there are no outsiders. Everyone, don't hold back and drink freely. Just drinking wine is a bit boring. Why don't we just follow the old rules?" The emperor smiled at the empress and asked for her opinion.

"Your Majesty is right. Men, bring the drum." The empress also smiled.

A moment later, someone lifted up the drum. This was a game that was often played in the imperial palace. The drum was played to transmit flowers, and when the drum stopped, the person who received the flower would stand up and perform. This was naturally an opportunity for the imperial concubines to display their talents in front of the emperor. Usually, the empress ruled the imperial palace strictly, so it was rare for them to approach the emperor by even half a step, much less fight for his favor. Now that such a good opportunity presented itself, naturally many imperial concubines would rub their hands together, eager to give it a try.

There was a screen in front of the drummer so that he couldn't see us, and then the flowers began to spread. First the Emperor passed them on to the Queen, and then the Queen threw them to Princess Rong, who was sitting at her feet, who took them and threw them to Prince Yang Yong, who was not far from her, and so on and so forth.

At the end of the first drum beat, the flowers reached a concubine. I recognized her, she was Chen's aunt, when she entered the palace, she was given the title of patron by the empress and lived in a remote Myrtle Palace. I had been there together with Chen when he visited his aunt. However, according to Chen, she did not have a Holy Pet during her three months in the palace, or rather, the Emperor did not even know that such a noble person existed.

Chen Xianfeng came from a princess, and he wrote poems and songs, and he was good at everything. He danced and played the zither, and he was even more proficient at it. Of course, this was what I heard from Chen.

Today, Lady Chen wore a purple tunic. Like Chen, she loved purple. She wore a floral green gauze fairy dress. Her hands were wrapped in a misty purple gauze. Her eyebrows were pale and her hair was very simple. She only had a jade hairpin stuck diagonally in her hair.

I stole a glance at the emperor. The empress's expression changed slightly, but she didn't lose her composure. The emperor's eyes widened, as though no one was present as he stared at the woman in the hall.

"I am willing to give you a song to cheer you up." Chen Xianfeng's figure was graceful as he bent his body and slightly bowed. He then ordered someone to bring out a zither and sit in the hall.

Her fingers were like sharp onions, and her mouth was like a pill. As the zither music echoed in the air, her red lips parted, and a beautiful melody drifted through the entire hall.

At the end of the song, the emperor led the applause, praising her repeatedly. The empress echoed his words, but my heart was filled with worry for nobleman Chen. From the looks of it, she had successfully attracted the emperor's attention, but she had also offended the empress.