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The Crown Princess was not usually allowed to return to her parents' home after marriage, but Xiao Yan still permitted Yun Yao to go back and stay for a few days.

Yun Yao originally thought that as an outsider, returning to the original owner's home would feel very unfamiliar.

But her parents treated her very well.

She had only been married into the Crown Prince's household for a few days, but her parents kept holding her hands, saying with concern that she had lost weight and that they would cook more delicious food to help her recover.

Even Mu Mu, who came back with them, became much more talkative, spending her days tending to the flowers and plants, and talking about what had changed and what hadn't at home.

In the courtyard where Yunyao lives, there are several osmanthus trees that are blooming beautifully. It would be a real shame not to pick some osmanthus blossoms to make tea or desserts.

She had someone bring a ladder and prop it against the wall.

Mu Mu was very anxious. "Miss, why did you bring up a ladder? Can't we just pick the ones we can reach from the tree?"

Yun Yao patted her little head, "Don't worry, your young lady can still climb a ladder."

"Then please make sure you step firmly, Miss. I'll hold you down below."

Yun Yao climbed up nonchalantly, "It's only this low, even if I fall, it won't be a big deal, at most I'll just get a minor injury."

"That won't do. If anything happens to you, Miss, even jumping into the well and committing suicide won't make up for it."

Yunyao climbed up the ladder, sat on the edge of the wall, holding a bamboo basket in one hand and picking flowers with the other.

Hearing Mu Mu say this suddenly made her feel a little sad.

This little girl has entered this mansion at such a young age.

While she was still at an age where she was just playing around, Mu Mu was already acting like a little adult.

"Mumu, the purse you embroidered for me last time was so beautiful. Teach me how to embroider one sometime."

"Is this a gift for His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Yun Yao smiled and said, "Couldn't this be a gift for you? I just picked these osmanthus flowers, so I can put them in a sachet."

Mu Mu was a little surprised, "Did Miss make this especially for me?"

"Hmm," Yun Yao nodded, reaching out to pick a osmanthus flower a little further away.

Unexpectedly, his foot got caught in the ladder, and he lost his strength in his waist and abdomen, causing him to fall backward...

The expected pain did not come.

Someone caught her safely.

Osmanthus blossoms fell from the sky, their pale yellow petals creating a shower of petals.

Yun Yao was heartbroken; all her efforts over the past half day had been wasted.

She patted the man behind her on the shoulder and said thank you.

He then got off him, squatted down, and picked up the layer of osmanthus flowers that were not yet covered in dust.

The man behind him wore a moon-white brocade robe, with long, ink-black hair tied up with only a hairband.

The three-dimensional features, as if sculpted with a sharp knife, exude a cold aura.

Her thin lips were beautifully pursed.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"Miss!" Mu Mu stood on the ladder and looked down from the top of the wall.

When Yun Yao heard Mu Mu's voice, she looked up at her and said, "I'm fine."

Seeing Mu Mu's disbelieving look, Yun Yao stood up and swung her limbs, "Look at me, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

Mu Mu did not answer, but instead turned her gaze to the man beside Yun Yao.

Yun Yao followed her gaze to the man, her eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry.

Han Yicheng noticed that Yun Yao was looking at him like he was a stranger, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Mu Mu tried to call out to him, but he stopped her with a look in his eyes.

Mu Mu swallowed back the words she was about to say, and finally only said, "Miss, I'll go open the back door. You can come in through the back door later to avoid taking a detour."

Yun Yao nodded blankly, "Oh."

Yun Yao's hair was simply tied into a loose bun, with a light pink hairpin inserted diagonally, casual yet elegant.

At this moment, there were some osmanthus blossoms stuck in his hair, and Han Yicheng raised his hand to pick them off.

But Yun Yao took a step back, avoiding his hand.

A faint smile appeared on Han Yicheng's lips, seemingly calm, but her mind was racing.

He didn't seem to have amnesia. People with amnesia usually have more confusion in their eyes than such bold curiosity and exploration.

It's like he's become a completely different person.

Could it be that Xiao Yan found someone who looked exactly like her to replace the original Yun Yao?

However, if that were the case, Mu Mu would have told him long ago.

Could it be a case of soul transference? Although the mere thought itself seems ridiculous, what if it were actually true?

However, whether it's a soul transfer or a substitute, it doesn't matter.

As long as she remains Yun Taifu's daughter, that's fine.

Han Yicheng looked down at her, his deep, unfathomable eyes holding a hint of light.

He has excellent bone structure, with prominent brow bones, a high nose bridge, and a slightly sharp jawline, which always gives people a cool and aloof feeling.

But his eyes were gentle and tender, softening his cold and aloof demeanor.

"I know a place where the osmanthus flowers are blooming beautifully, but unfortunately no one picks them. After a few more autumn rains, they will wither."

"Where?"

“The road isn’t far, but it’s a bit roundabout. I’ll be passing by there to pay respects to my parents. I can take you there another day if I’m going by.”

Hearing that it wasn't far, I decided to take her there since it was on my way.

In addition, this person had a gold fish-shaped talisman hanging from his waist.

Only officials of the third rank or above could possess this type of identity plaque.

They don't look like the kind of people who traffic women and children.

Yun Yao agreed, "Okay!"

"Then the day after tomorrow, at the same time, I will wait here."

"Ah."

-

That evening, Xiao Yan came to see her, saying he would take her out for a stroll.

It's really almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and the city is extremely lively at night.

Besides her and Xiao Yan, the group also included Xie Qingye and a woman wearing a veil.

Yun Yao felt that the woman's eyes and eyebrows, visible through her veil, looked very familiar.

She quietly lagged a few steps behind, until she was level with Xie Qingye, then tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "She wouldn't happen to be Su Yimo, would she?"

Xie Qingye curled his lips and nodded arrogantly, "Mm."

"Wouldn't we be in the way here...?"

Xie Qingye was stunned, as if he hadn't expected Yun Yao to say such a thing. He was about to ask Yun Yao why she wasn't jealous...

The latter, however, had already jogged to the riverbank to watch the fireworks.

Xie Qingye turned his head and glanced at the two people who had already walked far ahead. Helpless, he walked to the riverbank and pulled Yun Yao to a spot further inside.

"With your small frame, standing so far out there, you'll be pushed off by someone."

Yun Yao looked up at the fireworks with a nonchalant expression.

Wait until the fireworks end.

She then turned her gaze to Xie Qingye.

She smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling, "I wasn't paying attention just now."

Under the dim lights of the night, amidst the lively atmosphere of the surroundings, the smiles and gestures of the person before you seem all the more captivating.

Xie Qingye suddenly felt a pang in his heart. He frowned, his face still cold, but his voice had softened a bit.

"Are these fireworks really that beautiful? Is it worth getting so excited about?"

"Mmm," Yun Yao nodded, then turned to Xie Qingye and asked him to buy her a sugar figurine. "I want to eat that."

"..." Xie Qingye touched his waist and cuffs, "Oh no, I didn't bring any money."

Yun Yao muttered, "...Why don't you ever carry any money with you when you go out!"

Xie Qingye was amused and asked, "Did you bring it?"

Yun Yao's voice was weak, "...I don't usually have to pay, so of course I don't carry any money when I go out."