In the cool autumn, people have emotions of joy and sorrow, and their shadows are dancing in the dark.

"Your Majesty, did you tell the Emperor what happened today?"

Caifeng looked at the carriage at the entrance of the palace without any joy. She knew that the empress must be feeling uncomfortable at this moment.

"How could he know what day it is?"

Since he didn't ask, he had no intention of telling her.

Just as she was about to go up, Ye Yilan felt a little worried and ordered her: "If my brother asks about things in the palace, don't tell him about my time in prison."

She didn't want to worry them, especially her father.

How could they not know the rights and wrongs of the harem? For some things, it is best to report good news rather than bad news.

"Cai Feng understands."

Ye Yilan looked back and saw that the man was watching her.

She couldn't help but think of the two of them watching Murong Haoli leave, which was the most painful thing for her.

She didn't know what would happen when he stood in front of her again.

"Why don't you tell your Majesty directly?"

"You talk a lot lately."

Straightforward?

Some things cannot remain the same until they tell the truth.

"How are the preparations going?"

"The servants are all ready according to the emperor's instructions."

The tightly held hands gradually opened up, and he kept the purple jade whistle by his side, never leaving it even half a step away.

Sitting in the carriage, she had never heard the bustling sounds on the street.

Caifeng opened the curtain and looked at everything outside the palace that was familiar yet unfamiliar: "Your Majesty, since the emperor has agreed to leave the palace, why don't you go back in a few days?"

"The emperor said that you have to return to the palace at the end of the year." She never cared about this, and she had never been happy on this day every year.

When orchids fall, people also die.

After Caifeng kindly helped her get out of the carriage, she raised her eyes and looked at Ye Mansion. She would keep looking at it as long as she returned home.

"Happy birthday, miss."

Ye Yilan looked at the familiar figure standing in front of her and smiled gracefully.

Nian Qing says this "Happy Birthday" every year on this day.

But this birthday, which seems happy, is not so joyful.

"I thought that after saying goodbye, Nian Qing would never appear in Ye Mansion again."

The moment those eyes met, he lowered his head subconsciously: "Nian Qing, you have always been the young lady, how can you leave? Today is the young lady's birthday, and every year the young lady goes to burn incense, so naturally Nian Qing has to stay with the young lady."

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The eyes in the mask are so dim under the moonlight, and so clear at the moment.

"Miss, don't you plan to go in?"

Ye Yilan hesitated outside the door, hesitating.

Every step you take brings you closer to the hall.

That back figure has become older over the years. As long as she can remember, the only people who have been by her side are her father and brother.

Her mother has always been a blank page in her memory. Only on annual festival days, her father would take out her mother's portrait for her to observe.

He stood aside and paid attention to her silently.

"Lan'er, come here with dad." Ye Zixu always had his back to her, and his heart was always entangled with thousands of threads.

Ye Yilan followed closely, and wherever she went was the study. Just when she was about to speak, she heard a gentle voice: "Kneel down."

After hearing this, he knelt in front of his mother's portrait in bewilderment.

Looking at that portrait, all the memories came to me. I closed my eyes and calmed down: "Do you know what you did wrong?"

"My daughter doesn't know."

Ye Zixu walked up to her and said calmly: "Kneel down in front of your mother and you won't tell the truth? I already know about the poisoning."

Ye Yilan smoothed her hair and tried her best to hide her scars. She faced her father head-on and retorted: "How can dad not trust his daughter and listen to other people's slander?"

"Because you are my Zizixu's daughter, I will not allow you to make any mistakes and embarrass the emperor." For him, he, Zizixu's daughter, could not fall into the chaos of the harem. However, all this has been overturned.

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He naturally believed that she had brought him up by himself. No matter how much she disliked the emperor, how could she do such stupid things.

If not, there are different opinions in the court. He is a noble man, how could he let others frame his daughter.

"Dad, ask yourself in front of your mother, am I your child or the emperor's child?"

Difficult?

When did she make things difficult for him? If she wasn't forced to become his concubine, why would she make things difficult for him like her father said.

What should she do if her mother is here?

Hearing this, he angrily rolled his sleeves and turned his back to her: "That's nonsense."

"Daughter, since entering the palace, you have always abided by your duty. The emperor loves your daughter very much, and this is not something that the daughter can control. They want to harm her, father, what can you tell her?" His tearful eyes were full of tears.

She was in pain. She never told anyone about all her grievances. Even her brother, she didn't want to tell anyone because of the relationship between them.

Ye Zixu didn't know what to do. The moment he heard it, he really felt sorry for his little girl.

Today is her birthday and...

How could he take advantage of her and scold their daughter?

Just as he was turning around, a person came in talking interestingly.

"Why are you kneeling on the ground? Get up quickly." Ye Xunyu saw his sister kneeling on the ground and quickly helped her up, but she knelt on the ground indifferently and could not get up.

Seeing her crying like pear blossoms and rain, she comforted her softly with distress: "Today is your birthday, so crying is unlucky."

Ye Yilan didn't dare to look at him and raised her eyes to stare at her father's back. How could she dare to get up without his order.

She had listened to him since she was a child. When he got up, he was no longer angry and said lazily: "Get up."

"Dad, I just worry about your life in the palace. I feel relieved to see that you are fine." As soon as he came over, he heard the conversation between the two of them.

They men don't understand the conspiracy of women in the harem, so naturally they are a little prejudiced.

Wiping away her tears, she admitted her mistake in a low voice: "My daughter knows I was wrong."

She knew what her father wanted, but after all, she couldn't pass her own test.

"You have listened to me since you were a child. Dad still wants to say that if the harem is not suitable for you, no matter how hard the emperor forces you, it will be useless." The moment he turned around, he saw Xun Yu protecting Lan'er all the time. These children were given to him by God.

.Waved his hand and said: "It's getting late, it's time to burn incense for your mother."

Ye Yilan was about to speak, but was stopped.

"My daughter resigned."

"Let's go." Ye Xunyu quickly pulled her away. If he hadn't arrived in time, he would still be kneeling at this moment.

Ye Zixu looked at her in the painting. Lan'er grew up day by day, and her appearance was exactly the same as her mother. He said to himself: "Can you blame me? The emperor is very good to our daughter, but did you know that child is not the same as her mother?"

I don't like being an emperor. If there wasn't this layer of separation between them, maybe Lan'er would be happy at the moment."

"Brother, I..." She hesitated to speak. After thinking for a long time, it was better not to say anything.

"Why don't you say it?" After listening to her half-way, she gradually understood and felt relieved. "Brother knows that you have been wronged in the palace. Presumably, the emperor knows it in his heart. If you don't say it, how can the emperor do it?

I know what's in your heart."

The tears in the corners of his eyes have long dried up. He smiled lightly and said, "Brother, like dad, you like to protect the emperor."

"Okay, Nian Qing is still waiting for you."

Ye Xunyu sent her out and shook his head with a sigh: Lan'er, if you knew everything about the emperor, you wouldn't be like this.

What happened to Murong Haochen is not sympathy, but injustice.

Nian Qing could detect the redness in her eyes and helped her up.

"Cai Feng, just Nian Qing stays with me."

He silently stepped aside, feeling extremely heavy when he came out of the mansion, and ordered: "Nian Qing, you must take good care of the young lady."

Indifferently: "You don't need to worry."

Caifeng was already used to seeing Nian Qing being like this, but she was still a little unhappy in her heart.

I feel free to leave my wife to him, but after all, there is something wrong with being alone and alone.
To be continued...