Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

"Li Zong was the first to fall into the water. About five days later, Mr. Song fell asleep while working in the treasury. The candlestick fell over and nearly caused a fire."

The Seventh Prince stroked Ye Youlan's hair and asked, "Can a dead person be reborn into a living person?"

Ye Youlan smiled apologetically: "I'll feel at ease after checking it out."

The weather is good today, and the Seventh Prince is going to take Ye Youlan and Yueyue for an outing in the suburbs.

"It's still a bit cold in Gucheng in March. Why don't we take Yueyue to the study? You haven't met Mr. Chen yet!"

The second baby is too young, so I won’t take him with me.

Yueyue was very happy to go out with her parents. She asked Ding Yu to comb her hair into a beautiful bun. She put two garlands on the two little buns on her head, making her look like a pink ball.

When the family arrived at the study, there was no one else there. Only Mr. Li and Mr. Chen were playing chess. The two of them were stuck there with frowns on their faces.

A maid wanted to remind them, but the Seventh Prince indicated that they should not disturb the two elderly people.

Yueyue walked over and watched the chess game attentively. When Mr. Chen saw a cute little girl, he immediately asked with a smile, "Whose girl is so pretty?"

Yueyue pointed at the two people behind her and said, "I'm from their family."

The two old men looked up and saw that it was the Seventh Prince and Ye Youlan. They stood up and saluted.

"You're welcome, just continue playing chess."

Mr. Li made a mess of the chess game and said, "I give up."

Ye Youlan asked everyone to sit down, and Dingxiang quickly poured tea for everyone. Yueyue sat obediently in her father's arms.

Mr. Chen's gaze stayed on the Seventh Prince's face for a long time, and his eyes became inexplicably moist.

Ye Youlan understood. She pulled Yueyue over and said to Mr. Li, "Old man, please write a few words for Yueyue and ask her to copy them when she gets home."

Mr. Li smiled, stood up and went to the desk on the other side. Ye Youlan asked Dingxiang to bring the four treasures of the study.

When Mr. Chen saw that Ye Youlan gave him and the Seventh Prince the opportunity to speak alone, he knew in his heart that they already knew his true identity.

The Seventh Prince didn't know how to start a conversation with Mr. Chen for a moment. He looked at Ye Youlan awkwardly. Ye Youlan whispered a few words to Yueyue and came over to sit next to the Seventh Prince.

"Mr. Chen, do you think the Seventh Prince looks like an old friend of yours?"

Mr. Chen choked up and said, "Yes, my sister would be pleased that her child is growing up so well."

Ye Youlan asked Mr. Chen when he knew the truth?

Mr. Chen seemed reluctant to talk about the painful days in the past, but he knew they had the right to know the truth.

It should have been twenty-seven years ago, when Concubine Chen had just entered the palace and was very favored, and soon became pregnant.

Mr. Chen was the Minister of Works at the time. He wrote a letter to his parents who were exiled, asking them to prepare to return to the capital. As long as his sister gave birth to a prince, the emperor would recall them and the family would be reunited.

However, his sister, who had always been healthy, suddenly went into labor prematurely. After two days and two nights of labor, the baby died. He was transferred out of the capital before he could even see his sister for the last time.

Later, he heard that the empress had given birth to a prince, but the emperor was very cold towards her. So Mr. Chen resigned from his official position and returned to Beijing, where he did business under an assumed name and kept a close eye on the palace's movements.

Once, the emperor took the princes to hunt. Mr. Chen, who was watching, saw that the young and thin Seventh Prince was somewhat similar to his own sister, and he understood.

But due to his limited ability, he could only wait, until the Seventh Prince returned from Chubei. He had originally wanted to meet him, but at that time the Seventh Prince was lingering in the brothel Chuguan. Disappointed, he sold his property and moved to his fiefdom. He knew the emperor would not keep him in the capital, so as long as he had patience, he would definitely wait until the Seventh Prince returned to his fiefdom.

"The past is like smoke. We are getting along just fine. If someone finds out, it will cause a lot of trouble."

The Seventh Prince nodded.

Ye Youlan saw that the scene of the two people recognizing each other was a bit awkward. As two introverted people, she still needed to adjust the atmosphere herself.

"Mr. Chen, those two guys, Jin Bao and Zhao Zicheng, didn't make you unhappy, did they?"

Chen Lao laughed: "I am not a scholar, but seeing how hard they work, I feel a little sorry for them."

The Seventh Prince also smiled: "They are over fourteen years old this year. If it really doesn't work out, we will send them to the military camp next year. During this time, I'll have to trouble you to take care of them."

Yueyue brought the characters she had practiced and showed them to everyone.

Old Chen's eyes showed kindness, and he stroked his beard and praised: "Not bad, the calligraphy is much better than Jinbao's."

Qiao Ling came in carrying a basket. She was delivering buns to the old man today.

Mr. Li couldn't help but frown. He took it back quickly because it was so unpalatable.

Qiao Ling put the basket on the table, took off the white cloth, and said loudly, "This is what Caiwei, the maid from Mr. Song's family, taught Aunt Li to make. I ate one and it was so delicious that Aunt Li asked me to bring it over for everyone to try."

So everyone washed their hands and went to eat the buns, and they tasted really good.

Qiao Ling walked over to Ye Youlan and whispered, "What does it mean that once you've seen the ocean, all other waters are but puddles; except for Mount Wushan, all other clouds are but mounds?"

Ye Youlan saw that Qiao Ling's eyes were not looking at the Seventh Prince, and knew that she had let it go. But when she suddenly asked about these two lines of poetry, she couldn't help but become alert again.

"Who said these two lines of poetry in front of you?"

Qiao Ling blushed: "It's Mr. Song."

Ye Youlan's heart skipped a beat. Song Wen was having his fill while still eyeing the pot. Even after getting married, he was still hanging around with the little girl?

Ye Youlan asked Qiao Ling if she fell in love with Mr. Song again?

Qiao Ling shook her head: "A good horse never turns back. I just feel that he is unhappy after getting married, as if marrying Feng Xiaoyu was forced."

Ye Youlan sneered in her heart. She pulled Qiao Ling aside and asked, "Did he ever tell you that you look like a girl he once liked?"

"No."

"He told you that he's not happy after getting married and that he'd be happier with you. Has he ever said anything like that?"

"I think so, but I'm not sure."

"Qiao Ling, I've told you before that if a girl respects herself and loves herself, she will definitely meet an outstanding man who likes her. Stealing another woman's husband or sharing a man with another woman is stupid and will make people look down on you."

Qiao Ling nodded.

"From now on, you must keep your distance from men you've been married to. Keep your head up and ignore them. Got it?"

Qiao Ling said happily, "I understand."

Yueyue likes Mr. Li very much. Ye Youlan promised to bring her to the study every five days, but she still studies with her original teacher on other days.

The cook in the study prepared a table full of food and set up two tables. Qiao Ling also took the opportunity to stay and eat.

She went home and showed off to her parents for a long time.

Qiao Da sighed: "We all benefited from your uncle's help."

Mrs. Qiao just curled her lips, but she had to admit it in her heart.

In the evening, she baked some pancakes and asked Qiao Ling to deliver them to Qiao's house.

Qiao Luochuan and Yunniang were having dinner at home. When they saw Qiao Ling, they asked her if she had eaten.

"I'll go home and eat it later. This is the Yangcheng pancake my mother baked. It was my uncle's favorite. And this sauce is especially delicious when dipped in it."

After saying this, Qiao Ling ran away because she was worried that her uncle would not want her.