Chapter Index

    “Make a wish.”

    Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen naturally agreed.

    And looking at Cheng Yuan’s expression, it was obvious that she had something else she wanted to say to them.

    After bidding farewell to Feng Rao, the three of them rode in two carriages to the Cheng residence.

    The Cheng residence was some distance from the Qi residence.

    When they left the Qi residence, the sky was just beginning to darken, but now it was completely night.

    The stars twinkled in the sky, and the temperature was slightly lower than during the day. The cloudless night sky was like a field with fireflies flying in summer, accompanied by the gurgling sound of streams, giving people a fresh and pleasant feeling.

    Cheng Yuan stood under this starry sky, and when she looked up, it was the boundless sky.

    She was like one of the many stars in the sky, extremely small, and powerless in the face of a behemoth.

    The farce finally came to an end, and her family was finally vindicated, but she still felt a sense of stuffiness in her heart.

    She raised her head, a touch of melancholy arose in her heart, and she just stood at the gate of the Cheng residence, wondering what she was thinking.

    After Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen got out of the carriage, they quietly followed behind her, not disturbing her.

    Since the case of the Cheng residence fifteen years ago was overturned, this place has undergone great changes compared to when they came last time.

    The first thing that catches the eye is the Cheng residence, which has been renovated. But now it should be renamed the Princess Manor.

    The dilapidated wooden door was finally replaced, the walls and bricks were repainted, and even the two stone lions that were added at the entrance looked majestic and imposing.

    Of course, the most obvious difference was the bustling street, which added a bit of a lively atmosphere.

    Two children ran past the three of them, laughing and pulling Cheng Yuan back to her senses.

    She blinked her eyes: “Sorry, I was distracted just now. Follow me.”

    “But speaking of which, this is the first time I’ve come since the renovation.”

    As soon as they entered the courtyard, everyone noticed the obvious differences.

    Fortunately, the overall layout of the house has not undergone major changes, so it will not cause Cheng Yuan herself to get lost.

    Like last time, as soon as Chu Li-fei entered the door, he saw the familiar courtyard.

    He glanced casually and noticed that the previously dry and blackened pool covered with green moss had now been cleaned up. The pool water was crystal clear, and even the weeds that grew randomly on the shore had been removed.

    “Huh, what’s this…?” Chu Li-fei asked curiously at a touch of red that suddenly appeared in his sight, but he always felt like he had seen it before, but he didn’t pay much attention to it at the time.

    Without the obstruction of weeds, the red flower under the ancient tree was even more conspicuous. It was so intensely red, like the best rouge, leaving a strong and colorful stroke in people’s eyes.

    Hearing the sound, Cheng Yuan, who was walking in front, stopped. Following Chu Li-fei’s gaze, she looked into the distance and immediately noticed the flower.

    “Hiss…” Distant memories flashed back in her mind, and sealed fragments were awakened. Cheng Yuan remembered something.

    “Sister, why isn’t Little Snow moving? Waaah… Did I make Little Snow unhappy, so it’s ignoring me…? Waaah…” Little Cheng Yuan, with her hair in a cute bun, cried, her two small braids were wet with tears, forming strands that stuck to her face.

    Beside her was Cheng Shu, who was slightly older than her. She was holding a pure white bunny in her arms, but the bunny was motionless in her arms, obviously lifeless.

    She pushed the strands of hair away from Cheng Yuan’s face, tucked them behind her ears, and said gently, “Little Snow isn’t angry with A Yuan, it’s just… dead.”

    Cheng Shu also wanted to comfort her sister in a more euphemistic way. However, she was only a little older than Cheng Yuan and couldn’t think of any other words to describe “death,” so she could only say it bluntly.

    “Sister…” Cheng Yuan sniffed, “‘Dead,’ what does that mean?”

    Her watery eyes were full of incomprehension, and she raised her head to continue asking her sister, “Is Little Snow going to leave us…?”

    “I don’t want Little Snow to leave…”

    Cheng Shu was a little embarrassed by her sister’s aggrieved eyes. Just as she was worried, she thought of a good idea.

    She took out a small cloth bag from her body, which contained flower seeds that her mother had given her that morning.

    So, she pulled Cheng Yuan to the tree together. The two little people struggled to dig a small pit near the roots of the tree, which seemed to be able to barely hold Little Snow’s body.

    After burying Little Snow, the two reburied the soil.

    Afterward, Cheng Shu scattered all the flower seeds on it.

    “Look, this way Little Snow won’t leave A Yuan! It will accompany A Yuan in another way.”

    “As long as we wait until the spring of next year, when the flowers bloom…”

    Thoughts returned.

    Cheng Yuan couldn’t remember what Cheng Shu said later.

    However, in her memory, for some reason, no flowers bloomed under the tree, not even one.

    As she gradually grew up, Cheng Yuan herself had forgotten about this matter.

    But she didn’t expect that now…

    She felt that her vision was a little blurry.

    In this desolate land that had been abandoned for more than ten years, there was still a tenacious life stubbornly growing, even if no one cared.

    Cheng Yuan didn’t know what kind of flower Cheng Shu planted back then, and she still didn’t know now.

    The flower was full in shape, and the petals swayed gently in the breeze.

    Little Snow’s life was continued in another way, but what about the person who planted the flower with her…?

    “Walk with me a little longer, okay?”

    Seeing that her emotions were touched, Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen looked at each other and both nodded.

    “Of course.”

    The three of them walked all the way to Cheng Yuan’s own courtyard. That was also the place where they first met.

    Last time, Chu Li-fei encountered black-clad assassins here, and several people had a fight, making a mess of the place.

    But now, everything has been cleaned up, and there is no trace of any fighting.

    The broken furniture has been moved away, including the two small swings.

    Seeing that the things were gone, although Cheng Yuan had expected it, a trace of loneliness still flashed in her eyes.

    At this moment, a butterfly fluttered to Cheng Yuan’s shoulder.

    Its wings fluttered in the moonlight, shimmering with glittering colors.

    It was so beautiful.

    Cheng Yuan subconsciously stretched out her finger. The butterfly seemed to understand her meaning. It stayed on her fingertip for a moment, then shook its wings and flew away.

    Cheng Yuan looked at the butterfly flying out of the small courtyard, lost in thought.

    After a moment, she felt relieved.

    Chu Li-fei only felt that Cheng Yuan’s temperament had suddenly changed. Although he couldn’t explain this wonderful feeling, he could feel that Cheng Yuan seemed a lot more relaxed.

    It was as if her body had always been bound by heavy shackles, trapping her firmly in a cocoon.

    Then Cheng Yuan suddenly chuckled, her light voice very clear in the quiet night: “Sister always told me to look forward. I never understood why she could easily let go of those bad things before, but now I seem to understand a little.”

    The past cannot be changed, and clinging to the pain of the past is meaningless.

    People will die, things will be damaged, only memories are eternal.

    As long as she always remembers her sister, then they have never been separated.

    She will continue to move forward with beautiful memories for the rest of her time.

    “I may leave the capital later.” Cheng Yuan smiled, the moonlight gently shining on her face, “I want to see the places I haven’t been to yet and start my life again. The Desert North, the Western Regions…”

    Then she turned her gaze to Lu Mo-chen, walked closer to him little by little, and before Lu Mo-chen could retreat, she took off a jade pendant from her body.

    “This is a jade pendant that my sister gave me.”

    “I haven’t told you yet, happy birthday. I hope it’s not too late.”

    Lu Mo-chen then realized that today was his birthday.

    But his birth didn’t seem to be anticipated, so no one had ever said this to him.

    Even he himself had almost forgotten.

    “Thank you.” He said to Cheng Yuan sincerely, “And happy birthday to you too.”

    After saying goodbye to Cheng Yuan, Chu Li-fei took Lu Mo-chen back to the Qin King’s residence.

    In fact, he had also prepared a gift for Lu Mo-chen, but he didn’t expect Cheng Yuan to get there first.

    “Royal Uncle?” Lu Mo-chen seemed to realize something, and a trace of expectation kept rising in his heart.

    Chu Li-fei took Lu Mo-chen to the front hall and then left.

    Lu Mo-chen waited for a while, but no one came.

    Suddenly, he seemed to smell a fragrance.

    His nose twitched, and when he turned around, he saw that familiar person.

    Chu Li-fei was holding up his sleeves, holding a bowl of noodles, and walking toward him.

    At the same time, Lu Mo-chen noticed sharply that Chu Li-fei’s arm seemed to be stained with some white powder.

    It seemed to be… flour?

    And in connection with the bowl of noodles in Chu Li-fei’s hand, a guess immediately emerged in Lu Mo-chen’s mind, which surprised him.

    He widened his eyes, his eyes shining, no different from the twinkling stars in the sky: “Royal Uncle!? Did you make this for me yourself?”

    Chu Li-fei didn’t answer directly.

    “Make a wish,” he said.

    “Huh?” Lu Mo-chen was a little puzzled.

    Chu Li-fei then realized that making a wish seemed to be a modern birthday tradition, and there were no candles in ancient times.

    So he changed his words: “What is your wish? Only today, no matter what it is, I will make it come true for you.”

    Lu Mo-chen asked tentatively, “Is this the birthday gift Royal Uncle is giving me?”

    Chu Li-fei shook his head, the moonlight spread out in his eyes, and a shallow smile floated on his face: “No, this is something else.”

    “The birthday gift was prepared earlier.”

    Hearing this, Lu Mo-chen happily raised his eyes, but he was caught off guard and ran into Chu Li-fei’s smiling peach blossom eyes.

    The amber eyes looked lighter under the moonlight, but they clearly reflected only his figure.

    A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Mo-chen’s mouth: “Then I hope—”

    “That Royal Uncle can always be safe, happy, and free.”

    In fact, the wish he had originally thought of was not this, but for some reason, at the moment he saw Chu Li-fei’s eyes, he forcibly changed the words stuck in his throat.

    His original wish was—

    To be with Chu Li-fei forever.

    But that was too selfish.

    Just let him think about it in his heart, and that would be good.

    Five years later.

    Chu Li-fei stood in front of the sand table, thinking about the next countermeasures.

    The wild wind carrying sand poured into the tent, but did not leave any traces on Chu Li-fei’s face.

    In these five years, since Lu Mo-chen was conferred the title of King, his battle with Lu Mo-lin can be described as becoming more and more intense.

    With Chu Li-fei taking sides, the forces of both sides actually reached a strange balance.

    At the same time, the Chu Kingdom invaded. Chu Li-fei was ordered to go on an expedition.

    On the day of the expedition, Lu Mo-chen came to see him off.

    Five years was enough for a green teenager to grow into a reliable young man.

    Lu Mo-chen no longer pestered Chu Li-fei as he had five years ago.

    He stood in front of Chu Li-fei, his eyes full of confidence, both in Chu Li-fei and in himself. He was no longer the powerless Seventh Prince of the past.

    “I will wait for Royal Uncle to return in triumph in the capital.”

    At this juncture, Lu Mo-chen’s words had another meaning.

    In recent years, Lu Yuanjing’s health has become increasingly worse. Without Chu Li-fei’s intervention, his physical condition deteriorated even faster than in the original plot.

    And once Lu Yuanjing died, another question would naturally be placed before people’s eyes—

    Who will succeed him?

    What Lu Mo-chen meant by saying this was that he would win the final victory.

    He would ascend the throne and welcome Chu Li-fei’s triumphant return.

    Chu Li-fei simply “Mmm” and got on his horse, leaving Lu Mo-chen a dashing figure.

    Chu Li-fei could feel a gaze watching him all the time behind him, but he never looked back once.

    He wasn’t a fool, and a few years were enough for him to see Lu Mo-chen’s intentions.

    It’s just…

    At this moment, a voice interrupted Chu Li-fei’s thoughts.

    He looked up, it was Lin Su, his deputy general.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “Reporting to the King, the one in the palace should be these few days.”

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