Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

There was chaos in the Eastern Palace. Chu Ji finally rushed out of the palace on horseback, and the guards behind him couldn't catch up at all.

As soon as Yuebai got off the carriage, she saw that the gate of the prime minister's mansion, which used to be vermilion in the past, was painted black, with a white banner hanging outside the door. The tears that had stopped falling started to fall again at this moment.

Madam Xiang was standing at the door in a white dress with a white flower in her hair. When she saw Yuebai getting off the car, she quickly stepped forward and held Yuebai's hand. Feeling Yuebai's hand was slightly cold, she took a handkerchief to wipe her tears and said, "Mother knows that you have always had a good relationship as siblings, but it's getting colder in early autumn, so you should also take care of yourself."

Yue Baihui held Madam Xiang's hand, as if to gain the courage to go in from Madam Xiang: "Mother, when I left home, my brother was still fine and was able to send me out. Why is it that in just a few short months... he just... wuwuwu..."

At this time, Wang Chen also came over and comforted her: "Junior sister, this is not the place to talk, please go in first!"

Then he turned to Madam Xiang and said, "Excuse me for disturbing you. Master ordered me to accompany Junior Sister back and take care of her."

Madam Xiang had always had a good impression of this detached and powerful Taoist priest. He had saved her daughter's life from danger many times, so she naturally trusted him and invited him in.

After walking a few steps into the door, she arrived at the mourning hall. Because only a few days had passed, the coffin was still there and had not been buried yet. As soon as Yuebai entered the door, someone came to change her into mourning clothes. Because when her brother died in the mountains, Yuebai had stopped wearing hairpins and rings, so now she only needed to wear a white flower on her head.

Soon, a woman in plain white clothes and a white flower in her hair appeared in front of everyone. Madam Xiang and Wang Chen accompanied her into the mourning hall.

The pitch-black coffin stopped in the middle. Some monks and Taoists in the mourning hall were chanting to pray for the soul to be reborn. After Yuebai paid his respects, he began to burn paper. Wangchen also paid his respects, but did not leave after the end. Instead, he began to recite Taoist scriptures, as a way of showing his gratitude.

As soon as Yuebai entered the room, she knelt down and burned incense respectfully. Then she knelt in front of the fire and put pieces of paper money into the brazier one by one. Her tears fell on her plain mourning clothes like beads with broken strings.

"Ahem... Yuebai is back..." Minister Lin's voice came from outside, "You two have had a good relationship since you were young. As your father was busy with official duties, your brother almost raised you. Now he also hopes that you are well and don't need to be too sad."

Although Lin Xiang was comforting Yuebai, Yuebai could see a lot of sadness in Lin Xiang's eyes. How could an old person not feel heartbroken when a young person dies?

"My condolences to my father..."

Yuebai noticed that Prime Minister Lin seemed to have aged a bit. In the past, when Prime Minister Lin was in the court giving orders on state affairs, he seemed to never get old, which made people ignore that he was actually over 40 years old. In this era when the average life expectancy was less than 50, he could be considered an old man.

[Baihu, when I leave, I want to leave them with a memory.]

[Yes, Miss. You can use your own blood to create a baby.]

Yuebai had a plan in mind.

At this moment, a voice came from the door: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived——"

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." A crowd of people knelt in the mourning hall.

"No need to be polite. I'm here to pay tribute to the Grand Tutor. The Grand Tutor taught me with all his heart, and I'm very sad to hear the bad news. My lord, Madam, you should also take care of yourself." Chu Ji waved his hand to let everyone get up, comforted Prime Minister Lin and his wife, walked towards Yuebai and helped Yuebai up himself, whispered, "Don't be sad, you still have me."

Yuebai lowered her head and didn't look at him. Chu Ji took the incense handed to him by the person next to him and paid respect to his tutor.

After doing all this, Chu Ji returned to Yue Bai. Yue Bai was still kneeling in front of the brazier. He noticed Chu Ji standing beside him and looked up at him.

The mourning hall was solemn and painted black everywhere. Yuebai knelt in the darkness, her tears reflected in the firelight. Chu Ji squatted down and gently wiped away her tears.

The young man in front of him has experienced a lot since the death of the Grand Tutor. He has been regent and has been troubled by powerful families who think that the Prince can be bullied if the Grand Tutor falls. Yuebai can clearly feel that the power of this young man in front of him is growing day by day.

But at this moment he wiped away Yuebai's tears clumsily, and looked at Yuebai with caution, as if she was a piece of fragile porcelain.

"I can't stay out of the palace for long this time. Can you walk with me?"

Yuebai nodded, and Chu Ji took her hand and left the mourning hall again. Wang Chen, who was chanting with his eyes closed in the corner, looked at their backs with unwillingness in his eyes, as if he was a miser whose treasure was taken away, without any trace of his former unparalleled grace.

Chu Ji brought Yue Bai to a flower pavilion. After they sat down, he spoke: "My father ordered me to start supervising the country. I will protect you in the future when Master Yue Bai is gone."

Yue Baijiangtou slowly leaned into Chu Ji's arms, and said in a muffled voice with a hint of tears: "Brother Ji, you must also take good care of yourself. Now besides my parents, you are the most important person to me."

Chu Ji felt so sweet at this that he hurriedly got the certificate: "Don't worry, I will marry you when you come back from the mountain and the mourning period is over."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

"A word is settled!"

Chu Ji's eyes were full of anticipation. He originally had a flamboyant appearance with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looked very youthful. However, he usually pretended to be cold and hard. Only in front of Yue Bai could he appear somewhat real.

The autumn wind suddenly blew, blowing the fallen leaves of the sycamore tree in the yard down. Wang Chen reached out to catch one, and the anger in his heart threatened to drown him.

It seems that it is necessary to advance the plan. Wang Chen flicked his sleeves and turned to leave. He would let Yue Bai know that Chu Jiji could not protect her at all, and that his senior brother could protect her for a lifetime, just like he did before.

After thinking all this through, Wang Chen also proposed to leave after Chu Ji returned to the palace.

"Are you leaving now, Taoist Priest?" Madam Xiang originally thought that he would stay in the mansion until Yuebai was done and then go back to the mountain with Yuebai.

As if he had seen through Madam Xiang's confusion, Wang Chen explained, "When these few days are over, I will come back to take Junior Sister away."

Yuebai was also a little confused, wondering why Wangchen was always busy during this period, so he asked, "Brother, why is he always busy during this period? Master Yuebai can help you with things now. After this, you must take me with you next time."

"It's not a big deal, but winter is coming and we need to transport some things up the mountain. Plus, some poor people have a hard time in winter, so the Taoist temple will organize people to go down the mountain to help and make good connections."

Wangchen explained patiently, Yuebai nodded to show that she understood, and immediately said that she would wait for him to pick her up.