Chapter 6: No Relatives to Think Of (Part 2)

  "I'm fine, anyway I'm used to being alone. Friendly reminder that this book's first update website is Baidu search 151+ reading network" Qi Lin smiled slightly and turned around cutely, picking up the last pastry on the plate and putting it in her mouth "It's so delicious."

  Several girls just reacted and realized that Qilin had fooled them, and they rushed to chase Qilin and beat her. For a time, this quiet courtyard became a happy little nest.

  However, these happy chasing girls did not know someone was watching them.

  Bu Yao looked at them through the branches, she had heard that a new person had arrived, but didn't expect this newcomer to have such great abilities. However... Bu Yao looked at the wooden bucket placed beside her, its craftsmanship was unlike anything she had seen before. According to the maid, it was very efficient for washing clothes. At first, she thought it was some strange object, but when she saw it for the first time, she found herself somewhat familiar with it, yet couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

  No family, alone in a sense, similar to her, Pei Yao stared at Qi Lin's radiant smile. A faint smile also climbed up the corner of her mouth.

  It seemed like someone was watching her, so Qilin looked up, but only saw a few falling leaves, nothing else. Was it an illusion? Dazed for a moment, Qilin was caught by Cui'er first, and several people played together.

  The strong winds of winter began to increase, and the leaves on the trees almost all fell off. The remaining ones also floated down to the water one after another, flowing with the current.

  Zi Yun stood quietly by the water, watching everything with a letter in her hand that recorded every move of Qi Lin recently, including how much water she drank when she got up and what she said to whom. Zi Yun looked at it very carefully, as if savoring an art piece. Sometimes, the corners of her mouth would slightly lift, and she was in a great mood.

  Next to Zǐ Yīn was a young man in white clothes sitting alone on a bamboo chair. The man was about nineteen years old, with a blue silk cloth covering his eyes as if he couldn't see. His skin, like white jade, appeared somewhat translucent in the sunlight. A head of black hair hung obediently down his back, smooth and shiny.

  The man in white lifted the teacup beside him with an accurate and effortless motion, took a light sip, and said, "Your Highness, you seem to be in high spirits."

  Zi Yun put down the letter in his hand, sat down on the tatami with a plop, and drank up the tea on the table. Feeling that it was not enough to hide his emotions, he grabbed the small wine jar brought by Si and took a big gulp before speaking: "How can my mood compare to that of Yu Mu Gongzi?"

  "The king obtains a good person, the elm wood naturally delights." The white-clothed man called Elm Wood put down his teacup, smiled slightly, and looked up as if gazing at the sky before speaking after a long while, "No relatives, huh?"

  Zi Yun looked at Yu Mu and naturally understood the profound meaning of these words. However, he didn't say it out loud and continued drinking wine.

  "Right, in another month, the annual Hundred Flowers Competition of the Drunken Flower Pavilion will begin." Yu Mu said lightly, his tone seemingly treating it as a very ordinary matter. "I heard that about a year ago, a woman appeared at the Drunken Flower Pavilion and used only one month's time to surpass Huakui Mudan, becoming the sole ruler of the flowers."

  "I had heard about it not long after I returned to the capital, but recently things have been busy in the imperial court and I haven't had a chance to go. The Emperor just finished dealing with the White Tiger Mountain witch case." However, it seems that Feng Changqing doesn't care about the witch at all, and is only letting Qin Xiao vent his anger. So he didn't ask any further questions, and of course no one noticed that he brought Qilin into the city.

  En nodded slightly, raising the corner of his mouth. His mind was still echoing with Qilin's words.

  I don't have family.

  What kind of harm could make her so carefree and say such a thing. Yu Mu thought to herself that she could completely understand.