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The night falls quickly in early spring, but the sky is already dark and clean after a few cups of tea.

Xia Houyuan dismissed his servants and took charge of the lamp study alone.When Xia Houyuan was very young, he secretly came in to read books when his father was not at home, so although there are many books in this study room, [-]% to [-]% of them have already been browsed by him*.

After his father passed away, he seldom came here.One is that he was not in good health before, and he only stayed in his sleeping place most of the time.The second is that the study room is located in a remote place, surrounded by dense trees. After the father passed away, many servants were sent away, and it became more and more quiet.

Today he was not very tired and never fell asleep, so he casually took a copy of "An Shilu" and flipped through it.The content is not too brilliant, it is nothing more than Daxiang's founding of Gaozong's way of Anshi, etc., and it is all content that has been written many times.

He took a quick glance and changed a book of poetry.

The weather was heavy, and he coughed after watching it for a while, and then he remembered that he hadn't taken the medicine for the night.The housekeeper, Zhang Bo, had already expected this. He heard the sound of coughing from the study, and knocked on the door at the right time to put the medicine on the table.

Zhang Bo wanted to back down, but Xia Houyuan raised his eyes: "Zhang Bo, wait a minute."

"Little Hou Ye, what's the matter?" Xia Houyuan never talked much, and the most people in the house looked at this little Hou Ye nodding and shaking his head.It was the first time for Uncle Zhang to be stopped by the young master like this today, even if he had stayed in Prince Hou's mansion for decades.

Xia Houyuan pointed to the rosewood chair on the left, and said with a slight smile, "Uncle Zhang, sit down first."

He took the medicine and got up to look at the moonlight tonight, only to see that the moon was shining brightly after the rain, and it was a clear and bright scene.The few plantains outside the window were wilted by the afternoon rain, like a beauty bending her slender waist into the shape of an orchid.He drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp, and twisted half a piece of halva from the snacks delivered on the coffee table.

"Young Lord, in fact, I am not qualified to ask this matter, but I thought from the bottom of my heart, Young Lord, I watched you grow up, please forgive me for going too far." Uncle Zhang wanted to speak again. He stopped, and paused in the middle of speaking, "After taking the medicine of Song Miracle Physician, is your cough symptom better, young master?"

"Uncle Zhang, you don't have to be so out of touch. You watched me grow up." The young master looked gentle, and the glowing lights shone on his face, covering his face with a layer of warmth. much better."

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Bo just nodded embarrassingly.

After another long silence, Xia Houyuan picked up the pen and thought about what to write for a while, but after hesitating for a long time, he put down the pen and looked at Uncle Zhang with extremely clear eyes, "Uncle Zhang, do you believe in past lives?"

Zhang Bo thought for a while, "I believe it, but not all of it."

Xia Houyuan continued to ask without expression: "Then Uncle Zhang, do you believe in 'love at first sight'?"

This time, Zhang Bo nodded without thinking, "I believe it."

"I didn't believe it at first, but now I do." Xia Houyuan picked up a pen and wrote three words like a dragon on the snow-white rice paper.

Li Jinchao.

He slowly raised his head and smiled, "I didn't see Li Jinchao on the Qingming Bridge in the morning, and I couldn't remember what he looked like when he was young, but I recognized him immediately in the Orange Tower in the afternoon." He paused After a pause, his expression became more ethereal, "It seems to be very similar to how he was when he was a child."

Uncle Zhang burst out laughing when he heard this, he was really happy, Xia Houyuan grew up so big, but he didn't have a single friend, so he was a little too quiet.Only then did he look like a boy from an ordinary family.

"That's because you met him when you were a child!" Uncle Zhang stroked his beard. "Although Mr. Li has grown up, it is impossible for him to become clean when he was a child."

Xia Houyuan lowered his head and looked at the fan he got from Li Jinchao today. In fact, it is really a very ordinary fan, from the fan surface to the fan bone, it cannot be more ordinary.

"But he doesn't remember me at all." Xia Houyuan put down his fan, "When I gave him the white jade fan pendant, he showed no expression. That pendant belonged to him."

Uncle Zhang thought for a long time before he hesitated and said: "Master Li, when you said this, I remembered that Mr. Li had an accident when he was young, and I can't remember some things clearly."

"Is that so..." Xia Houyuan stroked the rice paper with his fingertips and fell into deep thought for a long time.

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