Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

Just as Yi Ya was immersed in the vigor of the ancient trees and the splendor of the red silk, a familiar figure approached quietly, breaking the silence.

Bai Zhi, in a hurry and with joy, finally found her wife. As soon as she stepped into this small world embraced by the sunshine, she was deeply attracted by the scene in front of her and could not help but stand there in a daze.

"Fujin..." Bai Zhi called softly, with a hint of disbelief and surprise in her voice.

Under the towering ancient trees, red silk was dancing lightly, like pieces of gorgeous clouds. Under the clouds, Yi Ya was wearing simple clothes, but it could not hide her extraordinary temperament.

She looked up, and the golden sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and shone on her face, outlining a soft and warm outline that was so beautiful that it made her heart beat faster.

Yi Ya turned around and saw Bai Zhi, with a gentle smile in her eyes. "Bai Zhi, you're here." Her voice was soft and warm, like a spring breeze.

Bai Zhi hurried forward, bowed respectfully, and said excitedly: "Fujin, I have already cleaned up the wing room. It is clean and comfortable. Do you want to go and rest first?"

Yi Ya shook her head slightly, her eyes once again turned to the beautiful scenery of the ancient trees and red silk, and said with a smile: "The scenery in this temple is so charming, I want to walk around and enjoy it. After all, we will stay here for the next few days."

Bai Zhi smiled knowingly when she heard this. She understood Fu Jin's intention, so she suggested, "Then I'll accompany you. The back mountain of Lingyin Temple has a unique flavor."

So, the master and servant embarked on a journey of exploration hand in hand. Along the way in the back mountain, a veil-like mist lingered in the mountains, like a fairyland.

The ancient trees are towering, with lush branches and leaves. The sunlight shines through the dense treetops, casting mottled light and shadows. The birds are singing one after another, crisp and pleasant, like the most melodious music of nature, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to this pilgrimage.

Yiya's heart gradually calmed down with this peaceful scenery. She took a deep breath, feeling the freshness and tranquility in the air. All the troubles and distractions seemed to drift away with the breeze, leaving only a sense of emptiness and purity.

"Baizhi, look how beautiful the scenery is." Yi Ya said softly, her voice full of gratitude and cherishment for this tranquility.

Bai Zhi nodded in agreement, with the same light in her eyes. "Yes, Fu Jin. It's rare to be able to forget the troubles of the world for a while here."

The two continued to stroll along the mountain trail, enjoying this rare tranquility and beauty. At this moment, they seemed to have reached a subtle harmony with the world, and their hearts were freed and at peace as never before.

……

In the capital city's Fourth Beile's Mansion, the morning light is just breaking, and the golden sunlight quietly climbs up the eaves, casting a layer of soft glow on this ancient mansion.

Yinzhen returned home late last night and did not have time to ask about the trivial matters in the mansion. This morning, after breakfast, he walked into the study and prepared to summon the housekeeper Gao Wuyong to learn about the latest situation in the mansion.

In the study, the scent of books and the faint fragrance of ink were intertwined. Yinzhen sat in front of the desk with a solemn expression, his eyes revealing a bit of expectation and majesty.

Soon, brisk footsteps were heard outside the door, and Gao Wuyong pushed the door open and walked in with steady steps. He first made a standard greeting: "Good luck to the Fourth Master. Your servant Gao Wuyong greets the Fourth Master."

Yinzhen raised his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't need to be polite, and then looked at Gao Wuyong with a gentle but sharp gaze, and slowly said: "Gao Wuyong, has there been any unusual movement in the mansion during the days when this prince was away?"

Gao Wuyong heard this and immediately replied respectfully: "My Lord, everything is normal in the mansion, and no major incidents have occurred. It's just that..."

He paused, as if he was holding back. "When Princess Li gave birth, there was an accident of postpartum hemorrhage. Although the matter has been properly handled, according to reliable information, Princess Wu Yazhixi seems to have had a hand in it."

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen frowned slightly and a barely perceptible look of annoyance flashed across his face.

He sighed softly, as if he felt helpless about Wu Yazhixi's behavior: "Wu Yazhixi, it's her again. This prince had warned her many times before leaving the mansion, why is she still so ignorant of restraint and is becoming more and more bold."

Seeing that Yinzhen was unhappy, Gao Wuyong lowered his head and said nothing, waiting for the Fourth Master to continue asking questions. Yinzhen pondered for a moment and spoke again: "Besides this, is there anything else in the mansion?"

Gao Wuyong raised his head, his eyes full of respect and sincerity: "Don't worry, Fourth Master, the rest of the people in the mansion are all well behaved, especially Li Gege and Song Gege. Since they gave birth, they have stayed in their respective courtyards to take care of their young children and rarely go out. Everyone in the mansion praises this."

After hearing this, Yinzhen's expression eased a little, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "That's great. It's a blessing for the mansion that Li Gege and Song Gege can be so responsible. As for the matter of Wu Ya Zhixi, you should send someone to secretly investigate and make sure to find out the truth. If there is any untruth, punish them severely."

Gao Wuyong nodded in agreement, thinking secretly in his heart, knowing that the Fourth Master attached great importance to the peace of the mansion and was dissatisfied with Wu Yazhixi. He took the order and left, and the study room returned to peace again. Only Yinzhen was left, staring at the rising sun outside the window, silently planning the future and order of the mansion in his heart.