Summer is here in the blink of an eye, and the weather is getting warmer and warmer.

The war at the Wuheng border was stalemate, and Pei Xiuyu sent someone to report that Yan Rou had long since fled to King Lizhou's tent.

Although Yuan Tong'er didn't understand much about this, he vaguely felt that this matter was not simple.

The disputes in the previous dynasty could not delay the extravagance of the harem. Even if there were disaster victims all over the capital, it still could not affect the prosperity of the city.

The Qionglin Banquet, which had been delayed due to the sale of official positions and snake infestations, was also held grandly.

Originally, Yuan Tong'er didn't have to go, but the prince Yuan Ruo, who was in charge of hosting the banquet, specially sent her a message.

No one else needed to tell Yuan Tong'er to guess it, just because Cen Huan was by her side at the moment, and Yuan Ruo was just a drunkard who didn't care about drinking.

Since they are the real male and female protagonists, Yuan Tong'er is naturally happy to help Yuan Ruo's thoughts.

The Qionglin Banquet will be held for a whole day, and the participants are just some successful ones. They gather together, mostly reciting poems and talking about current affairs and economics.

Yuan Tong'er never really liked such occasions, so she made an excuse and asked Cen Huan to go on her behalf as a female official of the princess palace.

Early in the morning, she was awakened by a sporadic sound and could not sleep again. When he got up, he saw that Lu Qingyu was instructing his servants to pack up Lu Xingzhou's belongings.

Yuan Tong'er leaned over and said, "What are you doing?"

Only then did Lu Qingyu see her, and he bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty has given our prince a new house. Yesterday, the Ministry of Household Affairs came to meet the occasion. The prince said that we will move there today!"

He said it with great interest, as if he had wanted to move out of here for a long time.

Yuan Tong'er suddenly heard the news and was a little surprised, "Leaving in such a hurry? Where is the eldest son of your family?"

She looked around, but was surprised when she didn't see Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Qingyu helped them hold their things and said, "Oh, he went to the banquet early in the morning. I was guarding outside the palace, waiting for the coachman, and I came back to watch them clean up."

Yuan Tong'er didn't know where the inexplicable anger came from, and her face suddenly became ugly.

"It seems that he can't wait for a long time! Okay, save me the trouble of driving him away!

It would be a mess if a man lived in the courtyard of a girl like me who had not left the court! Just in time to leave! "

She turned around and left as she said this, leaving Lu Qingyu with a confused look on his face, wondering if he had said something wrong.

In just half a day, Lu Qingyu and others packed up their things and said goodbye to Yuan Tong'er.

Yuan Tong'er looked at Lu Qingyu who was drifting away, and suddenly felt sad.

Lu Xingzhou left as soon as he said he wanted to, without even saying hello. Could it be that her place is an inn? !

In the daytime of early summer, cicadas began to shout.

Yuan Tong'er was sitting in the pavilion feeling bored. Yuan Guo'er had been too busy lately and didn't know what she was doing.

She really has nothing to do! Are you thinking about Yuan Guoer?

She shook her head quickly. No one was bothering her, but she wasn't used to it.

Qu Baiyu's letters came quite frequently, but the carriages and horses were too slow and the mobile phones were too fast. For people who have adapted to the fast pace, the time to wait for a letter seemed too long.

She lay bored in the pavilion, watching the fish under her feet crowding to eat the fish food she dropped. The wind blowing over the pool seemed to be a little cooler.

Suddenly, a quiet piano sound sounded. It was melodious and slightly lonely. She stood up and listened carefully. It seemed to be coming from the courtyard where Hua Buqi lived.

She suddenly remembered such a person.

Hua Buqi's appearance is one of the best in the capital, but she has a temperament that doesn't like to join in the fun. Yuan Tong'er is not at home often, so if you don't see him, you will say that he has forgotten.

The last time I saw him was a few days ago. The servant said that he seemed to have gone to the jade and jewelry shop.

Yuan Tong'er didn't ask any more questions and just asked Lu Hua to give some money.

The small courtyard of Hua Bu Qi is like a small garden, and there always seems to be endless flowers in bloom. It is simple and clean, but it is a bit out of place in the slightly wealthy princess's house.

Early summer is a good time for jasmine flowers to bloom.

The fragrance of jasmine flowers is fragrant, and when the hot summer wind blows, it overflows the whole courtyard.

Hua Buqi was sitting on the porch playing the harp, and the sound of the harp became more and more mournful. Even someone like Yuan Tong'er, who didn't understand music, couldn't help but emote when he heard it, and stood outside the courtyard gate, listening quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Hua Buqi closed her fingers in pain.

Yuan Tong'er was still immersed in the music. When she heard Hua Buqi's low voice, she quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Hua Buqi seemed to have just discovered her presence. He stood up, bowed slightly, and called "Your Highness."

Only then did Yuan Tong'er remember that she was eavesdropping. She smiled slightly awkwardly and said, "I didn't know you had this ability? You play the piano well!"

She slowly walked into the courtyard filled with flowers, smelled the fragrance of flowers all over the courtyard, and the depression in her heart dissipated.

“Flowers are also good!”

Hua Buqi came from the corridor, wearing a dark-colored robe. He walked slightly, his clear gauze was blown up by the wind, and he climbed down the steps, looking like a fairy falling gracefully from the dust.

"They are just low-grade things for people to admire. They are not great."

There was a little sadness between his brows, which made his peach-like face more unique, and he spoke more humbly.

Yuan Tong'er instinctively wanted to comfort him and said: "How can you say that you are not a good person? The six arts of a gentleman, the first is the piano. I can't even do it!"

Hua Buqi smiled and said: "The zither played by a gentleman is naturally of the six elegant arts. I am not a gentleman yet."

Yuan Tong'er was puzzled, "Why doesn't it count? In this world, is the threshold for even a name so high?"

"My status is low, and I am far from a gentleman."

Yuan Tong'er sighed and said, "You always belittle yourself, that's why you live in such a miserable state.

Identity is a nihilistic thing used to restrain people. It cannot be seen, touched, or used...

In fact, it’s not that you don’t need it, it’s just that you don’t have to remember it all the time, just remember it when you use it.

For example...whatever you want, just remember that as a princess you can get it in Shangjing City, it's easier than those gentlemen. "

She said and winked at Hua Buqi, who then smiled.

Yuan Tong'er continued: "In this life, people don't bring anything with them in life or take it with them in death. Most of the time, they walk alone.

No matter what status you reach, there are not many people who are good to you, and there are not many who want to harm you...

So what is the purpose of fighting for an identity? "

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the stone steps behind Hua Buqi, and her eyes moved slightly.

“Identity is like stone steps. Maybe each level has a different scenery, but people who climb the stone steps often forget that the beauty on their own level is also unique and very attractive. They only want to go to the next level in their lives.

But in the end, the journey was difficult, so I ignored the scenery along the way and only saw the top scenery. "

The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and the roads are divergent, but now I am safe...

"What's the name of your song?"

Yuan Tong'er asked.

Hua Buqi shook his head, "I haven't chosen a name yet. Can your Highness give me a name?"

Yuan Tong'er frowned, but it was hard for her, an uneducated person, to give up on the name.

Just as they were about to push away, a gust of wind blew off a roll of petals. The waxy white petals fell on their shoulders and hems, filling their breaths with the fragrant fragrance.

"Jasmine...Li Li...just call her Li Li!"

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