【The third year of liking Qiao Yin——】
In the new year, Xie Yuan decided to return to his original position.
There is no giving up, and there is no talk of perseverance, because no matter what decision he makes, it will not affect the future direction.
The competition between Jiang Huailu and the third prince became more and more tense, and Xie Yuan stepped away to focus more on the court.
However, when passing by Zhang Ji's long queue, I still couldn't help but stop and take a second look. When I hear the name "Qiao Yin" in the crowd, my heartbeat will skip half a beat, and then some uncontrollable soreness will appear.
Zhaixinglou still hosts Lu Jinzhi's poetry gathering. The shopkeeper said that Qiao Yin would go to the small garden to sit there every time.
The wild flowers in the small garden bloomed season after season. I wonder if she remembered anything.
They met twice throughout the year.
Once she passed by his carriage, and once he passed by the gate of Qiao's house.
He didn't know what she was going to do or where she came back from.
All he knew was that they always came from different directions, getting closer, and then separated again, moving further away.
Most of the time, the capital is still the same capital - a very large place with many people. No matter how many banquets there are, two unrelated people will never meet.
His New Year's wish also didn't come true.
This year, she still didn't get what she wanted.
I don't know if it was because he whipped Lu Jinzhi's riding crop and pushed him into the moat, thus ruining her affairs again.
Not next time.
No matter how jealous or unwilling he is, he will never take action against him.
The yard next to the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion was unused, but he planted a yard of camellias in it.
I heard she likes camellias.
If I have the chance, I still want to give her a camellia in person.
He must carefully select each branch and give it to her.
On New Year's Eve this year, he didn't make a wish, and it never came true anyway.
【The year I fell in love with Qiao Yin——】
When I gave Uncle Wu a New Year's gift, my uncle asked him why he didn't ask him for divination?
He smiled and told his uncle: He no longer believed it.
His uncle could no longer deceive him.
Will she really come?
Even now, her name and every message she sends still carries the name of another person.
Unyielding, even in February I heard the news that she was running for Lu Jinzhi.
Obviously she would rest at home during her birthday month in the past, but this year she seems to be more determined to make the most of it.
Xie Yuan does not have any expectations for the coming year.
On March 3rd, Chu Wenjing was still organizing a spring outing party. Posts would be sent to the General's Mansion every year. Xie Yu'an never went there again, but he couldn't help but think of the butterfly kites flying on the grassy slope that year.
In the west month, the shopkeeper of Zhaixinglou was going to retire and return to his hometown. He gave the shopkeeper double his salary.
During the Dragon Boat Festival in May, he tried the five-spice rice dumplings. They were so spicy that he almost shed tears.
In June, nothing happened.
In July, he hoped something would happen, but it didn't.
August, nothing happens
September is not over yet, but nothing should happen.
Today is the tenth day of September.
He received a letter from Uncle Wu. There was only one date on the letter: 【September 13th】
Three days later?
My uncle made divination for him again.
My uncle's obsession seemed to be deeper than his. It took a lot of divination to figure out such a specific date.
Is it because he said he didn't believe him, so he wanted to prove it to him?
My uncle probably didn't hear the news on the street. Today is Lu Jinzhi's birthday, and Qiao Yin is going to celebrate him grandly.
The western year is still a year without any surprises.
Xie Yu'an threw the letter away, pulled out a sword, and started practicing in the courtyard.
Gotta practice.
There is a group of bandits in Minzhou who have been causing harm for many years. As expected, he will lead his troops to leave Beijing next month.
The next October, November, December, fifth year, sixth year... nothing will happen.
September is not the New Year and it is not his birthday, but he still wants to make a wish.
I hope she gets what she wants soon, sincerely.
Just as Xie Yuan finished making his wish, a strange sound suddenly came from the wall——
I saw a young girl in goose-yellow clothes lying on the wall. She had a small head, big eyes, and her cheeks seemed to be stained with the reddest glow.
Three years and eleven months later, she really came.
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-Full text ends-
It's the end and it's also a new beginning.
Thank you readers for accompanying your baby for three months. The story has many shortcomings and shortcomings. Thank you very much for your support and love.
I am very honored to be able to bring some touching and joy to all of you babies.
Finally, I wish that all your lovely wishes will come true.
(PS: Some small theaters and short clips will be randomly updated in March. It’s too fragmented to be included in the main text.)
2024/2/29 23:00
