Youmeng's eyes suddenly turned pale, silent, and still pretended to be focused on selecting grapes. Youmeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the grapes as if he was moved. Youmeng heard him think: "The wind and dew of the golden valley are cool, and the green pearls wake up from drunkenness. The pearl tent does not collect at night, and the moon falls into the clear shadow."[1]

Green beads are humans and are also the most precious variety among the green grapes grown here.

"The artistic conception is beautiful, but later, Sun Xiu accused Shi Chong of killing Luzhu, and Luzhu was forced to fall from the building in Jingu Garden and die. No matter how deep the feelings are, they are just a night of wind and dew." Youmeng looked at the grapes in his hand, his tone was calm, and everything was just his careless feeling. "Why do you think of such an unlucky poem?"

You Ji inexplicably complained about himself and took advantage of the topic: "I thought the grapes that I saw with my own eyes grow up would be sweet, but the moment I got into my mouth, I realized that it was so sour..."

Youmeng finally put down the grapes and turned to the cold face: "Brother, what do you want to say? We don't have to beat around the bush."

Youji looked at her with deep eyes: "Youmeng, do you know that you are in danger now?"

"Danger?" Youmeng looked at the side in disapproval, "I don't understand, what does the emperor mean by the danger?"

"Feng Qiwu." Youji said in a word, "You shouldn't be so close to him."

Youmeng pondered a little, and happily cut off a bunch of grapes with scissors: "Yes, he is quite casual, but it is not as dangerous as you said. I think it's the emperor's fault."

"I clearly saw you and him taking off all their clothes and tangled together!" Youji's sudden and heavier tone made Youmeng's eyes stagnate solemnly, and his palms were tightened.

"Where did you place your reputation and identity?" Youji spoke in earnest behind her ears, "You are a princess, how can you hang out with a humble male lover?"

"Brother!" Youmeng shouted loudly, clenched his fists and trembled with her endurance, "I am a princess, but I am not a child anymore. Can't I have my own thoughts when I grow up? Please stop asking me again?"

"I'm afraid you'll fall into the mud!" Youji wanted to cut off his chest and let her see his painstaking efforts. "He is just a couple, and what he is best at is playing scenes. You are not well-informed and cannot see through his false feelings, and you will be played with by him!"

"That's my business!" Youmeng turned around and gave him a cold anger, "I don't like the emperor brother, you always want to take care of me. The look you look at me makes me feel like I want to tie me firmly with a rope..."

Her words were beyond words, and she was really indifferent to the silence and powerlessness.

"You said he was dangerous, but I think that sometimes it would be even more dangerous for me to be with the emperor." Youmeng's eyes flashed uneasy.

"Is it that the emperor brother is such an insignificant person in your eyes that you are so light that you don't even want to look at me?" In the hot summer, Youji felt a heartbroken heart, "You forgot that we were..."

"We are young children," Youmeng said to him with a voice, "But that's at the age when we are unknown and have a simple mind... You and I were born in the imperial family, and every day we live is conspiracy and calculation! If I always maintain that innocence and simplicity, do you think I can survive in this deep palace and slumber!"

Faced with her passionate questioning, Youji felt depressed: "You have really grown up..."

It turns out that I have always lived in the past and I don’t want to grow up.

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[1] The poem comes from "Grapes" by Tang Yanqian of the Tang Dynasty. This poem tells the allusion of Shi Chong and Luzhu (see the author's words for details)
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