Although Youji left the Xianju Hall, his steps were very slow. The people in the hall were chatting and laughing, and he could hear the words of Youmeng and Mu Lifeng joking.

He listened to the harsh laughter, as if there were many dense thorns piercing into his heart. He felt uncomfortable, but what could he change?

He couldn't help but stop and stood on the high steps outside the hall, looking into the distance, and could see the prosperous scene in Nanxun Palace in his sight. There was always someone who would become her husband. No matter how he rejected him, he had no objection.

Lan Ying was waiting for Youmeng on the flying corridor. When she saw Youji coming from afar, she couldn't help but feel a trembling heartbeat. She thought a little, quickly spread the rouge cover in her hand and quietly threw it to the ground. The round cover rolled towards Youji along the track she wanted. Lan Ying chased after her again. When she was a few steps away from Youji, the round cover stopped. Lan Ying was like a little white rabbit squatting on the ground, holding the round cover.

Youji was in a daze when he was suddenly shocked by the woman who came out of nowhere.

The eunuch behind him shouted: "Bold! Who is so unaware of the rules that he dares to disturb His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Lan Ying was afraid and dared not raise her head: "I just picked up the lid of the rouge box and accidentally hit the prince. Please forgive me..."

When Youji listened to the sound, he looked down at her drooping outline impression, and felt familiar, so he made her look up.

As Lan Ying raised her gentle eyebrows, Youji was stunned: "Lan'er?"

"Your Highness..." The eyes were also full of affection, and I wanted to tell you but I stopped.

"How could you..." Youji couldn't come back to his senses, "How could he appear in the palace?"

Later, they went to a relatively hidden corner building and stood side by side in front of the railings to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the setting sun.

"I didn't expect that you were the female official who was the little emperor's sister." Youji felt moved when he heard her experience.

Lan Ying nodded: "Yes, things are unpredictable. After I left the palace, I lived in the little princess's mansion for several months. Not long ago, my uncle and aunt returned to Beijing, so I have moved back to live with them."

Youji reached into his arms, took out a piece of poetry, opened it and handed it to her: "This is what I received at the incense meeting of Jade Emperor Villa. Did you write it?"

"The frost drizzles early, and the greenness is afraid of resting. If there is no breeze blowing, who will the fragrance come out?" Lan Ying thought lightly, and the note was written on the ancient style poems that they had first met, the famous work of the poet Li Bai, and a simple orchid was painted at the corner.

Lan Ying looked at it and couldn't help but sigh: "Yes."

"Since that day is coming, why don't you hide and not meet me?"

She smiled bitterly: "To Your Highness, Lan Ying is just an insignificant person. Lan Ying is already very pleased that your Highness can remember me with this poem. It is not important to see or not to see you."

Youji wanted to say something, but his eunuch returned to the prince's mansion according to his order. Now he is back and has an extra guqin in his hand.

"This piano has been stored in my palace for many days, and now I finally have a chance to give it to you." Youji carried the piano and handed it to her with both hands.

Lan Ying looked at Gu Fuqin in her arms, and her fingers trembled and gently stroked the face of the piano, as if she was afraid of disturbing a sleeping child. Her thoughts were lingering, and her heart was cleansed. She immediately hugged the Qin and knelt down: "Lan Ying thanked Your Highness."

"No need." Youji immediately held her arm and pulled her up.

Sakimoto took Aunt Xinyi to wander on a nearby bridge. It was a coincidence that he took Lan Ying's hand and helped her get up.
Chapter completed!