I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 164 The Princess' Gift

In Yufu Palace.

Princess Linglong, holding a round silk fan and trying to relieve the sultry autumn weather, sat by a pond, looking up at the sky.

The pure white and clear sea of clouds rolls, spotless.

Sweet osmanthus flowers are blooming all over Yufu Palace, and the fragrant tea in the cup has been blown cold.

The world-famous beauty sat like this until evening.

The stars and the moon in the sky were reflected in the water, and Princess Linglong began to doubt the dreams she had had over the past few days.

The moon became more and more round. Whenever she saw the moon, she thought of the poem "When will the bright moon appear?"

Perhaps it was because this poem was so well written that she dreamed of the young man in black clothes so often.

Ever since a female guest came to Chen Zhian's courtyard.

Princess Linglong has never summoned Chen Zhian into the palace these days.

The other princesses and sisters wanted to summon Chen Zhian through the Ministry of Internal Affairs and ask the increasingly famous Chen Sijia to paint and write poems for them, but Princess Linglong refused, saying that Chen Zhian was busy with his spiritual practice and asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs not to disturb him.

Therefore, Chen Zhian, the court painter, had never entered the Xuantian Palace once in such a long period of time.

But many things in this world cannot be eliminated just by turning a blind eye to them. If you keep suppressing them, you may not get any results, and they may instead become seeds deep in your heart.

The suppressed thoughts every day become nutrients, allowing the seeds to break through the soil and then grow into towering trees.

For example, at this moment, when Princess Linglong looked at the bright moon in the sky, she thought of the poem and took out the sentence that Chen Zhian wrote for her.

I have been dealing with myself for a long time, and I would rather be myself.

Princess Linglong stared at the Luoshen paper for a long time, and finally stood up and said to the void beside her: "Yuxunu, go and take a look... Where is Chen Zhian now?"

A 31-year-old female official walked out from behind the rockery, saluted Princess Linglong, and then disappeared.

Princess Linglong struggled with herself for a long time, but in the end she still decided to be herself.

Not long after.

The Yuxu slave came back and said, "Mr. Chen is going from East Street to Fusang Street in the Imperial City."

Princess Linglong blinked, her eyes were like the moon and her gaze was like water: "Then you should issue an edict to let him enter the palace... Forget it, I haven't left the palace for a long time. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I will go outside the palace to look at the moon."

The female official lowered her head, but couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Is there any difference between the moon outside the palace and the moon inside the palace?

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Chen Zhian stood on Fusang Street and looked at his own courtyard.

Previously, the walls and buildings of the courtyard collapsed, destroying the landscape in the courtyard, making it completely uninhabitable.

Princess Shang Qiu was still enthusiastic and ordered the workshop of Jingyin Mansion to continue the construction.

The words of the nobles in the palace were indeed useful. In just a short period of time, the courtyard had been cleaned up.

The new courtyard has more ancient charm than the previous one, and the landscaping in the courtyard is much more detailed.

Chen Zhian nodded with satisfaction.

Princess Shang Qiu was indeed a good person. Just because Chen Zhian helped her win the prize from other princesses, she sent him many gifts of thanks.

This courtyard and its maintenance after the disaster were all gifts from Princess Shang Qiu.

He had made great contributions, and the princess bestowed it upon him, so naturally there was no reason for Chen Zhian to refuse.

"It's just... now that Qin Dadu Yu is still here, I live on East Street in East City, which is actually safer."

Chen Zhian did not plan to move back right now. A figure like Qin Wenzhuo lived two streets away. Probably no one in Xuantianjing could kill him quietly, which also saved a lot of trouble.

After several assassination attempts, Chen Zhian became a little fed up.

"Sir Chen, is there anything you want to change?" Sir Zhu, the head of the workshop of the Jingyin Mansion next to him, had a smile on his face and was quite enthusiastic.

Chen Zhian shook his head and praised, "What Lord Zhu has personally supervised is already very good, so there is naturally nothing to change."

Mr. Zhu took the people in the workshop away, and Chen Zhian took a careful look around before stepping out of the yard.

Then... Chen Zhian saw a young man in white standing under an osmanthus tree in the distance.

The moonlight shining on the young man's face was like a layer of dreamy silver gauze, covering his face.

Chen Zhian looked a little dazed, and asked uncertainly, "Princess?"

The young man in white walked slowly towards her, and his tall figure made her look particularly outstanding.

Her face seemed to have been altered by some magical treasure. Most of her gentle and graceful aura disappeared, replaced by a heroic look in her brows.

If other people saw her, they would definitely think that this young man in white was extremely handsome and would never imagine that she was actually a woman.

The person who came was Princess Linglong.

"Mr. Chen." Princess Linglong smiled. Seeing Chen Zhian bowing to her in surprise, she raised her hand to let Chen Zhian off the hook and said, "When I was young, I often dressed as a man and went out of the palace to play.

But in the past one or two years, he has rarely left the palace."

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival now, and I suddenly wanted to see the lanterns along the Huanglong River, so I left the palace and came here. I just arrived at the entrance of the imperial city and met you, Mr. Chen."

The Yufu Palace should be closer to West Street, so why is it at the entrance of East Street in the Imperial City?
Chen Zhian was a little puzzled, but he smiled and said, "There are lanterns flying along the Huanglong River for several days a year, and there are also many courtesans holding lanterns and dancing on the flower boats coming and going. It is indeed quite beautiful, but for the princess alone... isn't it too dangerous?"

The rules in Xuantian Palace are much more relaxed than those in the dynasties that Chen Zhian remembers.

In other words, most of the rules in this palace are set for people outside the royal family, and they cannot be considered as shackles on the royal bloodline.

Especially the princesses and princes, they are actually quite free.

But even so, Princess Linglong actually left the palace alone, which really surprised Chen Zhian.

"There must be someone protecting me secretly." Chen Zhian thought.

Unexpectedly, Princess Linglong thought for a while and suddenly said, "I was careless. I just wanted to have some free time and didn't think too much about it..."

After she finished speaking, she rolled her eyes and looked up at Chen Zhian: "But I am lucky to have met Mr. Chen in this imperial city. If Mr. Chen has time, why don't you go with me?"

“Although I haven’t seen Mr. Chen these days, even in the palace, there are still a lot of news coming.

Mr. Chen is not only a master of poetry and painting, but he can even surpass the young master of the Lu family. He is a rare figure among the younger generation."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhian couldn't help but look up at the princess.

But the eyes of this exquisite princess were like a bottomless spring, sparkling in the moonlight.

The long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling slightly, as if hiding something.

Chen Zhian did not refuse.

Actually, he was a court painter under the Yufu Palace and a figure in Princess Linglong's Yufu Palace. The princess did not order him but just invited him, which was considered very polite and she was quite respectful to him.

Besides, Princess Linglong had always treated Chen Zhian with courtesy, and it was nothing more than taking her for a stroll along the Huanglong River, which Chen Zhian could not refuse out of both moral and logical reasons.

So the two of them walked side by side under the moonlight.

The Huanglong River runs across Xuantianjing from north to south, and many tributaries are artificially divided throughout Xuantianjing.

But if you want to see the lanterns, you have to go to Xicheng.

There are many ancient houses and alleys in West City, and the tributary of Huanglong River flows slowly. The streets and alleys are full of lanterns. From time to time, there are hanging lanterns slowly flying up. With Xiuba Mountain outside West City, it looks beautiful. Princess Linglong is tall and usually has a cold temperament.

But today, she was dressed as a man, and her face showed a rare look of expression.

The streets of Kyoto are decorated with lanterns like a dream. The colorful lights complement each other and shine on the faces of the bustling crowd.

Princess Linglong, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, deliberately lowered the jade crown that bound her hair, hiding her girlish charm, and her every move imitated the unrestrained and uninhibited manner of a man.

But her slightly red ears and the glances she occasionally stole at her companions revealed the turmoil deep in her heart.

Chen Zhian was wearing a long black robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and he walked side by side with her.

In the streets of West City, Princess Linglong gently brushed past the beautifully shaped lanterns, her fingers even trembling slightly, but she walked very slowly, as if every lantern made the princess stop and admire, but she seemed afraid to walk too fast, and she walked through the entire street of lanterns.

But I don’t know whether she is longing for these lanterns or longing for the time of tonight.

"This lantern is quite interesting." Princess Linglong pointed to a lantern shaped like a guqin in the distance.

Chen Zhian nodded slightly, but didn't say much.

The cries of street vendors and the noises of children playing were heard everywhere, but there seemed to be something extremely secret hidden in Princess Linglong's eyes, as if a big tree was about to break out of the ground.

Princess Linglong was in great spirits, and she spent more than an hour strolling through just a few streets.

As it was getting dark, clouds and mist floated in the sky again, covering the full moon.

Princess Linglong suddenly remembered that Chen Zhian was still a cultivator. At this time of day, he should still be cultivating his true essence and nourishing his spiritual energy.

So, after walking through the last street with lanterns, Princess Linglong looked at the sky reluctantly and said, "I had a great time today. Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhian smiled and shook his head.

He had no idea that Princess Linglong was far from satisfied and was just trying her best to restrain herself.

The two went to the imperial city again, walking side by side. Along the way, Princess Linglong deliberately told Chen Zhian some interesting stories in the palace. Chen Zhian just listened with a smile and didn't say much.

They walked like this for another cup of tea, which was quite slow.

But even so, Princess Linglong still felt that time seemed to pass too fast and the distance seemed too short. In the blink of an eye, she arrived at the entrance of the imperial city.

Princess Linglong was about to say something.

Chen Zhian suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves. He turned around and saw Wei Lingyu with a long whip tied around his waist and a jade sword in his hand. He had cold eyes and was watching the two of them from afar.

Chen Zhian suddenly remembered the Princess Linglong beside him, who seemed to be Wei Lingyu's sister-in-law and the daughter-in-law of the current Duke Anguo.

Chen Zhian immediately realized something was wrong.

But Princess Linglong looked calm as she looked towards Wei Lingyu.

Wei Lingyu came riding a horse. The horse named Lu Guang was tall and strong.

She rode on the horse, looking down at Chen Zhian with a dead look in her eyes, but no one knew what she was thinking.

Chen Zhian was not afraid. He just glanced at Wei Lingyu and didn't look at her.

But Princess Linglong frowned, looked at Wei Lingyu, and said coldly: "Yu Madam, how do you know that I left the palace?"

Wei Lingyu remained silent.

Princess Linglong took a deep breath and suppressed her anger so as not to embarrass herself in front of Chen Zhian.

But no matter how hard she tried to suppress it, her voice couldn't help but tremble.

So, she tried to say as few words as possible, and just said to Wei Lingyu softly: "Your Highness, you are too rude... From now on, don't come to my Yufu Palace again."

Wei Lingyu took a deep breath, but still didn't dare to be too presumptuous. She just shook her head and said, "The princess is noble, but she is already married after all. How can she be with this young man..."

"A wife?" Princess Linglong remained calm and just shook her head, saying, "You should know the character of your brother, and I don't need to explain the reasons.

As for Mr. Chen... he is from my Yufu Palace. I just asked him to protect me when I went out of the palace for fun. Even if the Duke was in person, it would be the same."

"Your Highness, I am suppressing my anger. Please leave as soon as possible and don't make me angry."

Princess Linglong spoke slowly.

Wei Lingyu rode on his horse, thinking for a few moments, and then his eyes fell on Chen Zhian again. He said to Chen Zhian: "My brother is called Wei Crazy by many people in Xuantianjing."

Chen Zhian looked at Wei Lingyu.

Wei Lingyu shook his head again and said, "What he hates most is following the rules, unlike the rest of us..."

At this point, she seemed to notice Princess Linglong's increasingly cold eyes, so she said nothing more and rode away.

Princess Linglong's cheeks were flushed at this time. She wanted to say something to Chen Zhian, but she couldn't say it. So she nodded to Chen Zhian and went towards the imperial city.

Chen Zhian was a little hesitant, but when he saw a female official appear at the street corner not far away and go to greet Princess Linglong, he felt relieved.

Chen Zhian certainly didn't take Wei Lingyu's threat today seriously.

Wei Lingyu had wanted to kill him several times. Even if it hadn't happened tonight, there would have been no room for maneuver between them. What was the value of verbal threats?
Chen Zhian then headed towards East City.

But before he reached East City, he suddenly heard a sound of breaking wind behind him, and there was no trace of true energy in it.

Chen Zhian subconsciously reached out and a jade pendant fell into his hand.

He looked up and saw the palace lady he had just seen bowing to him from afar.

At the same time, a divine sound came to Chen Zhian's ears.

"The princess ordered me to deliver this [Shan Ting Jade] to Mr. Chen."

After the female official saluted and finished speaking, without waiting for Chen Zhian to respond, she disappeared into the void.

Chen Zhian was a little surprised and looked down at the Shan Ting Jade in his hand.

This jade pendant is not big, about the length of a thumb and two fingers wide, and it is engraved with mountains, pavilions, and stars in the clouds.

On the other side is a line of poetry.

"A pavilion on a distant mountain."

"Why only one line? Where is the next line?"

"And this is a Qiankun treasure? And it is definitely not an ordinary item."

Chen Zhian rubbed the jade pendant with his fingertips, somewhat puzzled as to why Princess Linglong would give him such a treasure.

As he was thinking, he used his spiritual energy to control his true essence to flow into it. He immediately felt densely packed spiritual patterns covering it.

The number of spiritual patterns is probably even greater than that of Ye Yuezhou, his first-grade spiritual treasure.

"It is also a first-grade spiritual treasure, but it is more precious than Ye Yuezhou."

Chen Zhian was not familiar with this spiritual treasure. His spiritual essence circulated through the spiritual patterns for more than ten breaths before his spiritual essence finally fell into the mountain pavilion jade.

In an instant, Chen Zhian's expression changed. Even though Chen Zhian was good at hiding his thoughts, a look of surprise still appeared on his face.

"So many things?"

"Princess Linglong...what are you doing?"

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