A piece of Japanese incense

Zhi Yihe knew that she and her brother could never get along. He was always very strict and reserved in his words, which made her feel uncomfortable. Especially after she had taken his mother's life without his knowledge, she was always afraid to face him...

"Sister!" Zhi Siqi called her loudly, "Sister, are you going back to prepare for your trip to Beijing?"

Zhi Siqi had his back to her. Zhi Yihe wanted to see his expression clearly. She paused for a moment, walked back to Zhi Siqi, and asked in confusion: "This is really strange. Haven't you always followed Dad's lead? Why did you do the opposite this time..."

Zhi Siqi stared firmly into Zhi Yihe's eyes and said word by word, "Don't you want to help father return to the court?"

Zhi Yihe laughed speechlessly: "No, my father has been retired for many years!"

"Sister, do you think that father is willing to waste the rest of his life in this city? His ambitions have not been fulfilled..."

"Si Qi!" Zhi Yihe interrupted him: "Everyone has let go of the past."

The two of them stared at each other in silence for a long time in the wind. Zhi Yihe was the first to break the silence and patted Zhi Siqi on the shoulder: "You are so young, don't take it so seriously. The wind is strong, come into the house quickly."

Zhi Siqi stared at Zhi Yihe's gradually receding figure until she completely disappeared from his sight.

"It seems like the girl doesn't want to get married." Zou Guang whispered in Zhi Siqi's ear.

Zhi Siqi said nothing, while Zou Guang silently covered the bleeding nail marks on his knuckles with his sleeves, and helped Zhi Siqi sit back in the wheelchair.

Yu Tuan took Zhi Yihe's arm and asked impatiently, "Miss, Miss, how is the negotiation between you and the master going?"

"He has written a marriage certificate and wants me to sign it." Zhi Yihe spread his hands helplessly.

"Ah! The girl is not really going to marry Lord Yan, right?!"

"Of course I won't!"

"Then... are you going to the capital to be a princess? You have to think carefully about this. This is a life-long event! Once you enter the palace, it's like entering a deep sea..."

"Of course I don't want to do that either~"

"That girl..."

"Do you think there is such a thing as 'fake death medicine' in this world?" Zhi Yihe asked.

"Ah... 'fake death drug'?" Yu Zhu repeated hesitantly.

"Or I can find someone who is similar to me and let her marry for me. Then I can travel around the world and enjoy the scenery!" Zhi Yihe smiled cunningly.

Yu Tuan and Yu Zhu looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed: "Girl, you should think of a more practical solution."

Zhiyi and Nunu were talking to each other, thinking: "The envoy who announced the imperial decree will leave for Beijing tomorrow. We need to prepare something for him to take back."

"Oh! By the way! Miss, have you thought of a nickname for Yuyi's daughter?" Yuzhu suddenly changed the subject.

Zhi Yihe clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Our family has added such a little person in the past few years. Hmm... what should we call him? I don't know if Dad has thought of a name for the little treasure in the past few days. There are only two days left. Why don't we stay as the imperial edict official to participate in the naming ceremony before setting off to return to Beijing!"

For three years, the Zhi Mansion was shrouded in a simple and depressing atmosphere, without lights and decorations, or guests coming and going. Even during festivals, no festive items were placed, and even the paintings of rich flowers or pine and crane longevity hanging on the wall were taken down and replaced with calligraphy works with dark tones and solemn content.

Now that the mourning period is about to end and Yuyi's daughter has just been born, the whole household has unanimously decided to hold a banquet on the child's 100th day to wipe away the past grief.