"Is Youyou feeling better?" Song Yingyue asked gently and concernedly.

When Xie Zhili heard Song Yingyue's voice, he immediately stopped, turned around, and walked towards her.

Tong Huanyou poked her head out from Yu Qingci's arms, her cheeks still flushed.

"Thanks to Sister Song's careful care these past few days, I'm much better now."

"I was planning to leave for Sujing in a few days, but I was worried that you were not well yet, so I was wondering whether I should rest for another two days."

"No, no, I'm fine, Sister Song."

Tong Huanyou shook his head like a rattle.

"Okay, we'll set off the day after tomorrow." Song Yingyue looked at her lovingly.

"Okay!" Tong Huanyou smiled sweetly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked again:

"Sister Song, when you helped me change my clothes, did you see the two little wooden sculptures with red ropes?"

Song Yingyue suddenly realized what was going on and tapped her forehead, "Oh, yes, I put it in the cabinet under the dressing table for you."

"Thank you Sister Song!"

Tong Huanyou was delighted, and the smile on her face became brighter. She hurriedly left Yu Qingci's arms and smiled at him:

"Just wait for me here."

"Yeah." Yu Qingci responded.

His eyes were as sharp as silk, following her departing figure closely.

Xie Zhili spoke up at this time: "Yingyue, I want to discuss something with you."

"Okay, senior brother, you go back to the room first. I'll come back after I talk to A Ci." Song Yingyue said softly.

Xie Zhili nodded, turned around, and walked towards the other room with his sleeves fluttering.

There were only two siblings left in the yard.

Song Yingyue stared at the door of Tong Huanyou's room and spoke slowly:

"Sis saw everything you went through since you came out of the tomb."

Yu Qingci was stunned, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

"Not long ago, Youyou came to see me. She was afraid that I would hate you for casting a curse on Song Jiazu."

Yu Qingci said nothing, his thin lips pressed into a line like a taut bowstring.

He was standing outside the door that day.

"Youyou said that the root cause of that incident was deep-rooted prejudice."

Having said that, Song Yingyue turned her head and looked at Yu Qingci, with deep guilt in her eyes.

"Sister used to... have some prejudice against you. I'm sorry."

When Yu Qingci heard these words, he felt a buzzing in his head, as if thunder was exploding in his ears.

The hands hanging in the sleeves unconsciously tightened, the knuckles turned white and veins bulged due to the force.

"Youyou is a very good girl, and my sister likes her very much too."

"After the monster hunting competition is over, I will tell Dad to let you propose marriage as the real second son of the Song family."

Song Yingyue's eyes were full of blessings, as bright as stars.

Yu Qingci's breathing gradually became heavier, and his eyes were like maple leaves stained by autumn frost.

"Sister, I never blamed you."

"I know, you are very obedient. I just told you in the palace that you are not my brother, but you remember it."

"You are like a younger brother."

Song Yingyue raised her hand and gently stroked his black hair.

"When I am able to sit on the highest chair in the Wanshi Hall one day, I will definitely want you and Youyou to be together openly without fear of any refutation from the demons."

Yu Qingci lowered his eyes, his chest rising and falling like surging waves.

After a long time, he raised his head and smiled with relief, like ice and snow just melting.

"Sister, I will assist you and help you get the position you want."

Song Yingyue smiled and nodded, "My brother has always been very good."

"Ah."

The breeze blew by like a gentle hand, stretching the silhouettes of the brother and sister in the afterglow of the setting sun, making them look exceptionally long and dreamy.

……

After Song Yingyue left, Tong Huanyou finally found his two red rope wooden carvings and held them tightly in his hands.

She promised to make up for all his birthday presents in the future.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Yu Qingci standing at the door.

"Qingci?" Tong Huanyou leaned out when she saw this, "Have Sister Song and the others left?"

The smile on Yu Qingci's face was no longer hidden.

As long as he sees Tong Huanyou, his eyes, which have been gloomy for years, will turn into clear springs, sparkling with light.

"They have something else to discuss."

"Okay~"

Tong Huanyou shrank back, his eyes fell on Yu Qingci's wrist, where there was still a wound that had not completely healed, and his tone was full of pity: "It must hurt a lot."

Yu Qingci shook his head gently: "It doesn't hurt."

"Qingci, we will be leaving Dongdu the day after tomorrow, why don't we go shopping again?"

"Where do you want to go, Youyou?"

"I wanna go……"

Tong Huanyou tapped her chin, then fluttered her eyelashes, grabbed Yu Qingci's wrist, and pulled him out.

"There is no destination, just go wherever you run to~"

That petite person seems to be always full of energy, with her hair dancing in the wind, like a naughty elf, stirring the heartstrings.

No matter when or where, just one glance would make him unable to look away.

……

The Dongdu Royal City at night is like a shining pearl, sparkling brightly.

The streets and alleys are brightly lit, with lanterns hanging high, and the lights merge into one, like a winding fire dragon winding through the city.

The street jugglers performed wonderful skills, which attracted cheers and applause from the crowd from time to time.

A pleasure boat passed slowly on the river, with colorful lanterns hanging on the boat. The sound of stringed instruments drifted in the wind, making it seem like a dream or fairyland.

This prosperous light is reflected on everyone's face, like stars.

On the river bank in the city, lean on the railing to watch the night view.

"It turns out that Dongdu is so prosperous at night!"

Tong Huanyou was amazed, the brightly lit scene reflected in his eyes, and he was intoxicated.

Yu Qingci followed her gaze and looked around. The world was bustling with activity.

It seemed that, at this moment, he understood what his mother meant by the beauty of the world.

Take a look more.

"By the way, where is the sword you gave me? Didn't you help me get it back?" Tong Huan asked leisurely.

Yu Qingci's expression froze when he heard this, the corners of his lips twitched twice, and he said stiffly: "Throw it away."

"Ah? Just throwing it away like this?" Tong Huanyou's face was full of regret, and her mouth pouted slightly: "It has been with you for so long, it's a pity to just throw it away like this~"

Yu Qingci frowned slightly, and said with a fake smile: "It's just a piece of iron, what's the pity."

Tong Huanyou narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "It can't be because... I poked Wang Ruo's butt with that sword, and you were disgusted."

When Yu Qingci heard this, several black lines instantly appeared on his forehead and his face became very awkward.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, completely choking.

Tong Huanyou realized that he was right and scratched his head in embarrassment.

His eyes were wandering, his mind was thinking quickly, and he just wanted to change the subject.

Suddenly.

She called out, "Qingci."

"Ok?"

"Happy birthday."

A lamb tied with a red rope suddenly came into his sight. It swayed gently, and the word "You" on the back of the lamb became faintly visible.

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