I don’t know how long it took, but the official from Tokyo Prefecture left the Xianhua Hall.

Ye Zelin walked to the Xianhua Guild Hall, with Hua Fushu following him.

As soon as they entered, they saw Mother Sai sitting on a chair, her head drooped, without any energy.

"Mother plug."

Mother Sai heard someone calling her, raised her head and saw Ye Zelin standing in front of her, "Second Young Master."

She noticed that the woman beside Ye Zelin felt a little familiar, as if she had seen her before somewhere.

This woman is wearing an orange-red cross-collar skirt, with delicate facial features and watery apricots.

"Who is this?"

"It's my wife." Ye Zelin said.

Mother Sai was slightly startled, wife?

Isn't his wife the daughter of Master Hua?

Last year, she met Mr. Hua's daughter, and she was wearing men's clothes.

She was so blind that she couldn't recognize Master Hua's daughter even if she was dressed in women's clothing.

Normally, she would have been very happy to see the daughter of her old friend, but she couldn't be happy today.

Liu Feixu started following her when she was about twelve years old. She became proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting taught by Liu Feixu, and she surpassed most of the girls in the capital. She had been alone for many years, had no children, and had long regarded Liu Feixu as half a daughter.

Ye Zelin comforted Sai's mother with a few words. Hua Fushu, who was not familiar with Sai's mother, only said a word of condolences.

Mother Sai invited Ye Zelin and his wife to the backyard, and Mother Sai and Ye Zelin explained the cause of Liu Feixu's death in detail.

The prosecutor of the Tokyo Prefectural Government inspected Liu Feixu's body. Liu Feixu's neck was cut with a sharp weapon such as a sword and he died of excessive blood loss.

……

After Liu Feixu was buried, Hua Fushu followed Ye Zelin to pay homage.

Liu Feixu was buried on the outskirts of the city, a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

As soon as the two arrived, the sound of a flute came from in front of Liu Feixu's tomb.

The man playing the flute, dressed in plain clothes, is Ye Zelin's good friend, Nie Huaixin.

The sound of his flute is sad and mournful, just like the endless fallen leaves in autumn, fluttering and rustling down.

Listening to the desolate flute sound, one can also feel the pain and sadness in his heart.

He lowered his eyelids and was immersed in his own small world. He didn't notice anyone coming and felt his sadness.

Finally, the song dispersed.

Ye Zelin approached Nie Huaixin and gently touched his shoulder with his palm, giving him a little comfort.

Nie Huaixin turned his head and looked at each other, the two of them looked at each other in silence.

After a long time, Nie Huaixin said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

This sentence was equivalent to giving Ye Zelin a reassurance.

Liu Feixu died suddenly and suddenly. The person who was most saddened was not Ye Zelin, but Nie Huaixin.

Nie Huaixin and Liu Feixu both belonged to the Huaiqin Pavilion and were from the same hometown. One of them was good at painting, and the other had a lot of research on painting. They had long been interested in each other and cherished each other.

After placing the sacrifices, lighting incense and worshiping Liu Feixu, Ye Zelin and Nie Huaixin stood side by side in front of the grave, while Hua Fushu waited for him under the green willow not far behind him.

"Feixu's death is related to the Qinghe Palace." Nie Huaixin said with certainty.

Ye Zelin nodded, "I know."

"Huaiqin Pavilion was created by the late emperor to collect various intelligences a few years after he ascended the throne. It has been more than ten years now. Although the scale of Huaiqin Pavilion is not big, it is not small after all. We, Huaiqin Pavilion, do our best to collect all kinds of intelligence. Some of those people are hidden so deeply that we at Huaiqin Pavilion cannot detect them for a while. It’s not because we are incapable.”

Nie Huaixin's hands hidden in his sleeves slowly clenched tightly, and there was a trace of blood red in his eyes, "Feixu, you died so innocently."

Ye Zelin lowered his eyebrows. Liu Feixu was their common friend and colleague. Just because they were on opposite sides to King Qinghe, King Qinghe would kill them if they wanted to, regardless of whether they were a threat to King Qinghe.

His mood was the same as Nie Huaixin's.

Nie Huaixin slowly loosened his clenched hands and looked at Ye Zelin, "It's almost time."

Ye Zelin nodded, "Everything is under your Majesty's control. We will avenge Feixu."

Nie Huaixin remained silent. He only listened to the first half of Ye Zelin's words and ignored the second half.

He wants to avenge Feixu himself!

This is the only thing he can do for her as a lover!

"I'll avenge Feixu," Nie Huaixin said.

Ye Zelin looked at Nie Huaixin, with determination in his eyes, "Huaixin, don't be impulsive."

"I won't." Nie Huaixin knew that the overall situation was about to be closed, and now was the critical moment. He would not be impulsive and do anything that would affect the overall situation.

"When it rains, you break one of that person's arms, and I'll break the other." The cold eyes of the young man in plain clothes showed determination.

Ye Zelin said, "If necessary, you can ask Fu Shu for help."

Nie Huaixin nodded slightly.

Not long after, Ye Zelin and Hua Fushu returned to the General's Mansion.

In the carriage, Hua Fushu asked about the relationship between Liu Feixu and Nie Huaixin.

Ye Zelin did not hide anything and told Hua Fushu everything, "Feixu is the daughter of a guilty minister. She was originally going to be a prostitute in the Jiaofang Division. The commander of the Huaiqin Pavilion took a fancy to her and asked the late emperor for his will. Feixu was taken to Huaiqin Pavilion, and later Feixu was sent to Xianhua Guild Hall and given to Mother Sai to train. Huaixin was an orphan. His parents were killed in the earthquake. He was the only one who survived and was wandering and begging. At that time, he was taken back by the people from Huaiqin Pavilion."

"Huaixin and Feixu met in Huaiqin Pavilion. They are from the same hometown. Both of them have lost their parents and relatives. Naturally, they are a little different from others. I have known them for several years. I don't know when, Huaixin and Feixu met. Feixu became affectionate, and I would sometimes help Huaixin bring things to Feixu.”

Speaking of this, Ye Zelin remembered the first time he and Hua Fushu met at the Xianhua Guild Hall. At that time, Huai asked him to bring a painting called "Crows Roosting in the Atrium" to Liu Feixu, and he handed the painting to Liu Feixu. Xu, chatted with Liu Feixu for a few words, and then planned to return home.

When he was about to go downstairs, he heard light footsteps coming from the corridor outside the house. He thought it was someone sent by King Qinghe who was eavesdropping outside the house. He winked at Liu Feixu and started acting with her. Come.

Unexpectedly, the person eavesdropping outside the house was not someone sent by King Qinghe, but Hua Fushu, who disguised herself as a man and asked him to break off the engagement.

If he had known that the person outside the house was Hua Fushu, he would never have acted out such a passionate scene.

"I don't know how much you heard that day at the Xianhua Guild Hall. What Feixu and I said were all staged for others. I didn't know you were the one who eavesdropped in the first place."

Ye Zelin looked at Hua Fushu with clear eyes, "Fushu, do you have any feelings in your heart?"

Hua Fushu moved a little closer to the man, climbed up Ye Zelin's shoulders with two long arms, and wrapped them around his neck. The moon-white sleeves slid down to her elbows, revealing two half-length arms, and shook her head slightly, "I never felt that way in my heart. There is no connection.”

She added in a playful voice, "Ye Zelin, when I wasn't sure about your feelings, I might have cared about the rumors between you and Liu Feixu because I was jealous. After knowing your feelings for me, I didn't care anymore. In fact, you are just acting, there is no need for me to take it to heart."

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