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Chapter 368: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 52

Yinzhen patiently explained: "Rapeseed seeds can be used to produce rapeseed oil, which is an indispensable edible oil in people's daily lives."

Wen Yuan nodded as if she understood, and then asked, "Then are these rape flowers beautiful?"

Yinzhen looked at her sparkling eyes, his heart softened, and he said with a smile: "It's beautiful. I have never seen such a large and dazzling rapeseed field."

When Wen Yuan heard this, she was immediately satisfied. She pointed at the sea of ​​flowers and said in a tender voice, "Then I want to enjoy the flowers. Your Majesty, stop the car!"

Yinzhen had no choice but to order the team to stop and accompany Wenyuan to appreciate the flowers in this rural area. However, Wenyuan was in a playful mood and even asked to get off the car and go to play in the flower fields herself.

"This..." The accompanying palace maids and eunuchs looked at each other in bewilderment. What would happen if they bumped into the nobleman in such a remote place?

Yinzhen agreed without hesitation.

"Go, I'll accompany you." After saying that, he helped Wen Yuan get off the carriage.

Wen Yuan cheered and rushed into the flower field like a happy little bird.

Yinzhen was terrified by this, fearing that the little girl might get bumped into something again, and even more afraid that she and the child would be hurt.

Yinzhen looked at her running and playing among the flowers, and a long-lost relaxed smile appeared on his face.

After arriving at the Old Summer Palace, Wen Yuan was even more happy and reluctant to leave. The Old Summer Palace was indeed worthy of its reputation, with pavilions, towers, rockery and flowing water, and pleasant scenery, just like a paradise on earth.

Wen Yuan spends every day either admiring the flowers in the garden or boating on the lake. She lives a very comfortable life.

On this day, Wen Yuan was boating on the lake with Yinzhen. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound was heard, which sounded like crying and intoxicating.

Wen Yuan was mesmerized by the sound and asked, "Your Majesty, where does this flute sound come from? It's so beautiful!"

Yinzhen looked in the direction of the flute sound and saw a woman in plain clothes playing a bamboo flute with her back to them in a pavilion in the middle of the lake not far away.

The woman had a slender figure and a graceful back. Although her face could not be seen clearly, one could sense a faint sadness and loneliness from the sound of the flute she played.

"That's Concubine Hui." Yinzhen said calmly, with no emotion in his tone.

Wen Yuan's heart moved. Isn't Concubine Hui the Shen Meizhuang who is on good terms with Zhen Huan?

I heard that she has been depressed and secluded since Zhen Huan's death. I didn't expect that she would be playing the flute here today.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan suddenly had an idea in her mind. She raised a playful smile and said to Yinzhen coquettishly, "Your Majesty, I want to go to that pavilion and take a look. The scenery there seems to be better!"

Seeing that she was so interested, Yinzhen naturally would not refuse, so he ordered people to row the boat over.

As the boat got closer, the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer. The faint sadness seemed to infect Wen Yuan, making her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Lady Hui is in such a refined mood that she is playing the flute here. I wonder what tune it is that sounds so beautiful?" Wen Yuan asked with a smile as she stepped into the pavilion.

The woman playing the flute heard the sound and slowly turned around, revealing a beautiful face. However, her eyes, which used to be lively, were now covered with a layer of sadness, which made me feel pity for her.

The reason why Shen Meizhuang played the flute was to evoke Yinzhen's memories of Zhen Huan.

Shen Meizhuang gently put down the bamboo flute, her posture elegant and sad, like a white lotus swaying in the wind and rain.

"My Lady, this piece of music is called "Longing for You" and I composed it when I was free."

Wen Yuan sneered in her heart. Longing for you? It really fits the situation. It's a pity that the old friend is gone, leaving only this sad tune echoing in the wind.

She covered her mouth and smiled, "Lady Hui is really talented. This song moved me deeply, but the tune is too sad. How can it be as happy as it should be in this garden?"

Shen Meizhuang lowered her eyes, hiding the bitterness in them.

"Your Majesty is right. It was my negligence that ruined your mood."

"No problem." Wen Yuan waved her hand generously, but her eyes swept over Yinzhen intentionally or unintentionally, and saw that his expression was indifferent and there was no ripple.

"I heard that this poem, "Longing", is the most capable of evoking people's longing. I wonder who or what Concubine Hui is missing in her heart?"

Wen Yuan's words were ambiguous, especially the sentence "Who and what are you missing", which was even more imaginative.

She deliberately emphasized the word "who", as if hinting at something, making everyone present wonder what she was hinting at.

Shen Meizhuang naturally understood the hidden meaning in her words. Her expression changed slightly, but she could only suppress her unhappiness, lower her eyes and remain silent.

Yinzhen had been playing with the jade ring in his hand with little interest, but after hearing Wen Yuan's words, he finally raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Meizhuang with deep eyes.

Shen Meizhuang's heart tightened and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.

Shen Meizhuang's heart was beating like a drum. She tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, trying to maintain her outward calm.

"Your Highness, I just recalled some past events and felt touched."

Wen Yuan covered her lips and chuckled, her tone carrying a hint of sarcasm: "Oh? Really? When I saw Concubine Hui playing this piece, her expression was mournful and tears seemed to be gleaming in her eyes. I wonder what kind of past could have moved Concubine Hui so much?"

As she spoke, she observed Yinzhen's reaction out of the corner of her eye.

Yinzhen's breathing stagnated slightly, and Wen Yuan keenly noticed the stiffness of his body. She was secretly happy, thinking that this trick of "knocking the mountain to scare the tiger" was still effective.

"Your Majesty, you see, I only said it casually, and Concubine Hui was so scared that she knelt down and begged for mercy. It is obvious that she is guilty of her crime." Wen Yuan said, deliberately covering the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, showing an expression of watching a good show.

Shen Meizhuang's face was pale and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead.

She knew that she had been tricked by Wen Yuan today, but what she was more afraid of was that Yinzhen would doubt her loyalty to him.

"I...I am loyal to the emperor and have no ulterior motives!" Shen Meizhuang was eager to explain herself, but she didn't know how to start. She could only repeat this sentence over and over again, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw.

Yinzhen glanced at her coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to see through her. Shen Meizhuang felt the chill emanating from him, and her heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Get up." Yinzhen's voice did not express any emotion, but it made Shen Meizhuang even more uneasy.

Wen Yuan stopped when she saw that things were going well, smiled tenderly and took Yinzhen's arm, saying softly, "Your Majesty, please don't blame Concubine Hui. She just misses her old friend and can't help herself."

Yinzhen didn't say anything, but just gently patted the back of Wen Yuan's hand as a response.

He turned to look at Shen Meizhuang, his tone indifferent: "Since the Imperial Concubine pleaded for you, I will not pursue today's matter. But you must remember that there are some words that can be said, but some words cannot be said, and there are some things that can be done, but some things cannot be done."