La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 125

Their first meeting was probably at the place where they bought pear blossom earrings. At that time, she admired Jun Wuhen. To her, Jun Wuhen was an unattainable dream.

The second time we met was at the place where I bought the pear blossom bracelet.

Qingyun suddenly frowned.

Something's not right! The first time we met, she was disguised and looked ordinary. The second time we met, she wore a veil, beneath which were deep, scarred wounds, making her appearance ugly.

Could it be that Jun Wuhen had seen her before?

That doesn't make sense either. She almost never goes out; she spends all her time either in the palace or at the Prince of Pingyan's residence. Ordinary people would never have the chance to see her. Moreover, Jun Wuhen is busy with palace affairs, so it's even less likely that he would make a special trip to the palace or the Prince of Pingyan's residence to see her.

She remembered Jun Wuhen saying that he had only been to the palace once.

Suddenly, a flash of light went through Qingyun's mind.

Jun Wuhen used to love collecting pear blossom jewelry, but the main reason was definitely not, as he claimed, Li Jing's instruction, but rather...

Qingyun turned around and quickly walked to a large box.

Jun Wuhen had told her that it contained pear blossom jewelry.

Qingyun opened the box, which was filled with a dazzling array of pear blossom jewelry. Pear blossom bracelets, necklaces, earrings, hairpins, hair ornaments... everything imaginable was there.

Qingyun rummaged through the items. She remembered seeing a familiar piece of jewelry a few months ago, but she hadn't paid much attention to it at the time.

Suddenly, Qingyun's eyes lit up.

She selected a small pear blossom hairpin from among the many pieces of jewelry. It was a tiny pear blossom with sixteen crystals set in its petals. A small character for "snow" was also engraved on the end of the hairpin.

Qingyun trembled as memories of the past flooded back like a spring.

The hairpin was a gift from her father, the Emperor, when she came of age. The character "Xue" on the end of the hairpin was carved by her father and mother. She still remembered that her father said to her at the time, "My Xue'er has finally grown up." Her mother was also smiling beside her and said, "Our Xue'er is so beautiful that she could topple kingdoms. Your Majesty must find her a good family."

Qingyun sniffed and sighed, "Everything has changed."

Suddenly, Qingyun seemed to realize something, and her body trembled violently.

She only wore this hairpin once, on her coming-of-age ceremony. After the assassination attempt, the hairpin disappeared. And now that it's here, doesn't that mean…

Qingyun gasped and took two or three steps back in disbelief.

Suddenly, she remembered the expression on Jun Wuhen's face when he talked about the palace, and the occasional guilt in his eyes when he looked at her...

Qingyun opened her eyes wide in shock.

So it was him...

Just then, Qingyun suddenly felt dizzy. After taking a few breaths, she fainted.

At the same time, several men in black climbed in through the window and kidnapped Qingyun.

When Xiaoqing, who was about to deliver food to Qingyun, saw this scene, she was about to scream. But before she could make a sound, the sharp-eyed man in black flashed, knocked Xiaoqing unconscious, and threw her onto the bed.

All of this happened so silently and so fast that it was impossible to react.

The rain was still falling in a light drizzle.

Wujiang Estuary.

A luxurious ship sails on the river.

Situ Xingyun drank a cup of wine and looked at Jun Wuhen.

Jun Wuhen hadn't eaten anything since he came in. All of Situ Xingyun's plans were inseparable from Qingyun. Finally, Jun Wuhen frowned, waved his hand, and all the food and wine on the table fell to the ground.

Situ Xingyun didn't even blink, continuing to drink calmly. He said indifferently, "Xue'er will not love you. No matter how much time you give her, it will be the same."

Jun Wuhen snorted coldly, "She won't love you either. Since you know she's Qingyun, you should know who's associated with Qingyun. Even if she doesn't love me, you should know she hates you."

Situ Xingyun's pupils contracted sharply, and with a sudden burst of strength, the wine glass shattered.

Jun Wuhen sneered, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and left the boat.

The rain finally stopped. The dark clouds also left the moon, and silver light once again enveloped the earth.

The window in the barge slowly opened, and moonlight spilled onto Situ Xingyun's lips, making him look somewhat gloomy. Gradually, a strange smile curved his lips.

After a long while, a sentence rang out from the quiet ship.

“It’s about time.” After leaving the ship, Jun Wuhen did not immediately return to the palace. He went to an inn, ordered wine, and drank alone.

At this moment, his mind was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

He looked somewhat regretful.

He had to admit that he had hesitated and wavered when faced with such tempting offers. He thought of the Jun family's generations, everyone in the palace, and the woman who didn't love him.

Thinking of this, Jun Wuhen frowned, tilted his head back, and immediately swallowed the strong liquor.

After an unknown amount of time, more and more empty wine bottles appeared on the table. Jun Wuhen felt his whole body burning up. Before his eyes appeared many Qingyun, as well as many Lijing and Lijing.

But when he reached out to touch it, he couldn't find it no matter what he did.

Jun Wuhen got angry, burped, and continued gulping down the strong liquor.

"Yun'er... what am I supposed to do with you?"

Late at night, Jun Wuhen staggered back to the detached palace. Hiccuping, he groped his way to his room, muttering, "Yun'er..."