As a supporting actress, she doesn’t follow the plot

"Son? Why aren't you awake yet?"

Hearing Mrs. Yu's worried voice, Gu Yixin opened his eyes and stared at the book for half a night, his eyelids heavy at the moment.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "What's wrong? Mom..."

Mrs. Yu looked surprised and held her hand, "How do you feel?"

"Mom, I'm so sleepy."

Gu Yixin dropped these words, turned over and continued to sleep, covering himself with a brocade quilt.

When she woke up, there were several more doctors in Haitang Garden.

Mrs. Yu was worried about her daughter's health and wanted to have peace of mind. Gu Yixin could only cooperate with her to check her pulse.

The final conclusion was that I couldn't get up due to staying up too late, and there were no other problems.

Yu Lin looked at his daughter with a dark face, as if he was waiting to see how you would explain.

Gu Yixin quickly admitted his mistake and still looked frightened when talking about yesterday's scene.

Mrs. Yu nodded her forehead, "Then you can't... and you can't lie to me and your father."

"I was wrong."

Now that the matter is settled, Chu Hengyan's matter should be brought to the table.

Compared to yesterday's excitement, several people are calmer now.

There was silence in the room for a long time, but Mrs. Yu spoke first: "What are you going to do?"

"Mom, I want to go to Hanshan Temple."

As soon as he finished speaking, even Gu Yixin himself was stunned.

Yu Lin and his wife did not say anything to stop him, but said seriously: "Okay, let someone take you to Hanshan Temple and solve the problem by the way."

"Remember, no matter what the outcome is, you must come back safe and sound."

Gu Yixin nodded, thinking that she had to go to Hanshan Temple, and was looking forward to what Chu Hengyan could do.

That afternoon, Yufu prepared the coachman and entourage to escort the young lady to Hanshan Temple.

Spring is coming to an end, begonia flowers are swaying in the wind, and the ground is covered with fallen red, making it look like a mess.

"Miss, Master Chu may have something to hide. It would be nice to clear up the misunderstanding."

Afraid that she would be sad and start crying again, Rong Le stayed by Gu Yixin's side, gently persuading her.

Gu Yixin blinked and looked extremely sad.

"I see."

After the carriage left the capital, the figures on the tower also started to move, followed by a half-year-old child.

"Master, wait for me..."

"You're running too slow, or you can go back to the palace."

Xiaobao shook his head wildly. He didn't want to go back to the palace, and he wanted to listen to the housekeeper talk about when the prince would get married and have children. His ears were numb every day.

Hanshan Temple is a hundred miles away from the capital. After driving for two days, the carriage arrived at the foot of the mountain at sunset.

Looking up, the towering Hanshan Temple only shows a vague appearance.

For some reason, Gu Yixin seemed to have been here before.

"Miss, why don't you rest for the night and then we go up the mountain tomorrow morning?"

Rong Le was worried that her body couldn't bear it, and Gu Yixin was used to being surprised by what he said.

"No, I must go up the mountain today."

This feeling permeates the chest, as if a puppet being manipulated has become self-aware, but the control is still in the hands of the informant.

The informant had no control over what she said or did.

Because of her persistence, Rong Le said nothing and resolutely accompanied her.

Unexpectedly, a rambling voice sounded from behind.

"Brother Yu, why don't we go up the mountain together?"

Gu Yixin cried with joy and looked back at him with tears on the verge of falling.

"Miss, I know you are wronged. If you want to cry, just cry. It may be better if you cry."

Song Ruohuai didn't believe it, he could clearly see a hint of joy in her eyes.

And this situation is very strange. The power that controlled him has long since disappeared.

So why is Gu Yixin still unable to wake up, vaguely remembering his name but unable to recall the real past.

The final guess is that Gu Yixin was crushed by the owner of the illusion due to insufficient realm, so he has been unable to wake up.

"Okay, Your Majesty, please come and go up the mountain with me."

Rong Le: "..."

Can anyone tell her what's going on? Shen Yushan and the young lady are actually so familiar.

Gu Yixin stared blankly, and was sure that he must have done it on purpose. Otherwise, why didn't he show up in the past two days?

Song Ruohuai stepped forward and walked to the steps. He was a little shorter than her, and his eyes were filled with sparkles.

Gu Yixin's anger calmed down just like that, it was a strange and subtle feeling.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down: "Your Majesty, let's go."

On the white jade steps, the setting sun reflected the figures of the two people, elegantly dressed in white, with the apricot-yellow clothes in front, walking forward with difficulty.

"Why did you come at this time?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it if I see you crying for another man."

She couldn't believe Song Ruohuai's lies even if she blinked her eyes.

"Really? If you can't bear it anymore, will you kill yourself with a knife?"

Gu Yixin asked deliberately, not daring to let Rong Le hear, so he deliberately kept his distance and lowered his voice.

"That's not true. Whether or not I love you seems to have nothing to do with committing suicide."

Gu Yixin didn't know what kind of demon he was possessed by, "What if there is one?"

"Then we will die together and we will not be separated on the road to hell."

His tone was serious, and he added: "I believe Yixin is not willing to live alone."

"I do...if you die, I will spend my life looking for a man who is thousands of times more beautiful than you and forget about you completely."

"That makes me sad."

While the two were bickering, the mountain gate had slowly closed. At the last moment, Gu Yixin ran forward.

He stopped the novice monk in gray clothes and plain robes and said, "Little master, wait a minute, I have something... I have something to see Chu Hengyan."

The novice monk who was about to close the door gave her a strange look, thinking that there were quite a few people coming to see Junior Brother Shi Yuan.

"May I ask the donor's name..."

Gu Yixin blurted out without thinking: "Yu Huai, my name is Yu Huai."

As soon as these two words were spoken, the novice monk showed an apologetic look, clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, please forgive me for not letting you in. Junior Brother Shi Yuan said I won't see you again."

The words "Shi Yuan" fell into his ears, and Gu Yixin's tears welled up again.

I don’t know what’s going on, but there is a huge sadness in my heart.

She didn't want the novice to close the door, so she kept putting her hand on the mountain door and said with tears in her eyes: "I must... must see Chu Hengyan."

Obviously.

There are obviously three days left for the two of them to get married, so why has it come to this?

The novice was in a dilemma, and his eyes lit up when he saw the person behind Gu Yixin.

"Donor, how about you advise her?"

Song Ruohuai, who had not moved for a long time, finally moved over and stretched out his hand to grab her thin wrist.

"Don't make things difficult for me, little master."

The novice monk clasped his hands together to thank him and quickly closed the mountain door, fearing that he would be entangled by Gu Yixin.

Seeing the last crack in the mountain door closing, Gu Yixin broke down and cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I...I also embroidered a purse and wanted to give it to Ayan, but why don't you want to see me?"

She shouted at the top of her lungs, as if her heart couldn't bear the sadness.

Tears fell one by one on the back of Song Ruohuai's hand, as if they were so hot that they could burn people.

But Song Ruohuai didn't let go, still holding her tightly and standing beside her without saying a word.

The wind blew up the hems of their clothes, and the dusk light separated the two worlds, one half bright and warm, the other half cold and desperate.