After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Those melodies are vast and free, which complement her casual, unrestrained and unworldly temperament.

"Ok!"

When Cui Rongrong heard his promise, a smile as beautiful as a flower suddenly bloomed on her face, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation and joy.

Just as the two were immersed in the warm atmosphere, the clear voice of Cuizhu outside the door broke the tranquility: "Sir, someone from the palace has come to announce the decree. Please go over and receive it."

Cui Rongrong was slightly startled, but Song Yanyi's expression was still as calm as water. He lowered his head and approached Cui Rongrong, whispering with some reluctance and admonition: "The piece I taught you today, you must practice diligently when you go back. The next time I find you ruining my piano, I will not forgive you easily."

Cui Rong shrank her neck in embarrassment, a trace of guilt appeared on her face, and she nodded quickly to assure: "Don't worry, I will practice seriously."

Before she finished speaking, she stood up hastily.

Song Yanyi walked out with big strides, leaving behind a resolute back.

Cui Rongrong did not stay for long and left Songhe Garden quietly, without showing much curiosity about the content of the imperial edict from the palace.

But on her way back to Qiu Shui Courtyard, the whispers of the servants in the mansion gradually became clear.

"The eldest young master was promoted to the fourth rank of Dali Temple Shaoqing, and was also rewarded with 1,000 taels of silver. The eunuch who just announced the decree came directly from the palace!"

"What's so strange about this? Young Master solved such a big salt tax case, so it's only natural that he gets a big reward."

"Young Master has achieved such success at such a young age. His future is truly limitless. No wonder the old man always said when he was alive that with Young Master, the Xie family's glory and wealth can last for a hundred years."

"According to this, the Jiang family and our young master are really losing out by canceling their engagement. I think it wouldn't be too much for the young master to marry the princess!"

The servants were talking in a lively manner, but Cui Rong turned a deaf ear to them and went straight back to Qiu Shui Courtyard.

Song Yanyi's glory and achievements did not come overnight, and for her, these are no longer surprising.

"Sister, you're back?"

Xu Shujin hurried out of the house, his face full of anxiety: "The Second Madam sent someone to say that I will be sent to Maoshan Academy tomorrow."

Cui Rong gently rubbed his head, her voice gentle but firm: "My sister and the second lady have discussed this. I hope you can go to Maoshan Academy to receive a better education."

"I don't want to go! Maoshan is so far away. If I leave, what will you do alone in the Xie family? I don't want to be separated from you!"

Xu Shujin held Cui Rongrong's hand tightly, his eyes were red.

"Ajin, isn't it good for you to stay in the Xie family's private school? Even though they bully you occasionally, it will pass if you endure it. I can't bear to leave you either."

In this troubled world, they are each other's strongest support.

Cui Rongrong took his hand and walked into the house, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief: "Ajin, be obedient, go to Maoshan Academy first, at most two months, and your sister will definitely come to pick you up and take you home."

Xu Shujin opened his eyes wide, his tear-stained face full of disbelief: "You...you are not lying to me, are you?"

"When did my sister lie to you?"

Cui Rongrong's tone was firm and left no room for doubt.

"But if we leave the Xie family, the Xu family won't let us go."

Cui Rongrong smiled calmly, as if she had it all planned out: "I have made arrangements, don't worry. When we leave the Xie family, everything will be a brand new beginning, just like before, no one can bully you, and no one can threaten us."

There was a spark of hope in Xu Shujin's eyes. How could he not miss the carefree past?

"If you don't come to pick me up in two months, I will go back to the capital to find you myself."

Xu Shujin's rare stubbornness was clearly revealed.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Cui Rongrong made a promise, then gently extended her little finger, hooked it with him as an oath, and established this agreement.

That night, Cui Rongrong personally packed Xu Shujin's luggage, and when the first ray of morning light penetrated the clouds, she personally sent him to the city gate.

The team that saw him off came from the second wife's family, the Li family.

The Maoshan Academy founded by the Li family was famous, and family members often traveled between the capital and Maoshan.

It just so happened that they were also leaving for the academy that day, so they took Xu Shujin with them, which really killed two birds with one stone.

At the gate, Cui Rongrong held Xu Shujin's hand tightly and reminded him again and again: "Although Maoshan Academy is remote, it is well-known. You can go there without worry. If you have any difficulties, remember to ask Mr. Li for help. The second wife has written a letter to inform him in advance, and he will take care of you. Remember not to run around casually, and your sister will definitely pick you up."

Xu Shujin nodded heavily, his eyes firm: "I remember, sister, please rest assured."

Cui Rong smiled gently, that smile contained a lot of reluctance and expectation: "Go."

So Xu Shujin boarded the Li family's carriage, and the convoy started slowly in the dim morning light.

He leaned out of the car window and kept waving his arms at Cui Rongrong until her figure gradually blurred in his sight.

Looking at his back gradually walking away, Cui Rongrong's heart seemed to be caressed by the drizzle. Although there were thousands of emotions intertwined and reluctance was like a vine entwined around her heart, what she felt more than anything else was a sense of relief that the burden that had been weighing on her heart for a long time was finally lifted, just like the surface of a thawing lake in spring, rippling with circles of relief.

"Miss, shall we set off back to the mansion now?"

The driver asked respectfully, his voice tinged with a subtle sense of his master's emotions.

Cui Rong bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes flashing with determination: "No, let's go to Penglai Inn."

After she finished speaking, she looked into the distance, as if she had already seen the destination in her heart.

The carriage slowly stopped at the bustling and noisy Suzaku Street, which was the pulse of the capital city, bustling with people and merchants.

Cui Rongrong asked the driver to rest for a while in a teahouse at the corner of the street, and at the same time made arrangements for her itinerary and that of her personal maid Su Yue.

She first took Su Yue to an old pharmacy on the corner of the street and carefully examined each ingredient, with such concentration that it seemed as if she was looking for a secret recipe to heal past pains.

Afterwards, the two strolled to a jewelry store with elegant decoration. The dazzling array of accessories in the store set off the spring light outside the window, which made Cui Rong's mood become cheerful.

Finally, they walked into the Penglai Inn on the way, a well-known place in the capital, known for its quietness and elegance.

The purpose of this trip is not only to rest, but also to fulfill the lingering concern in my heart.

"Miss, would you like to have a meal or stay overnight?"

The waiter's face was full of smiles and he was full of enthusiasm. His voice echoed softly in the lobby of the inn, bringing a warm and home-like feeling.

"Actually, I'm here to look for someone."