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It was the next morning when Fang Siyuan woke up. He had a vague impression of what happened last night, but he didn't know why he always felt a little unreal. The only thing he remembers clearly is that he clearly forgot Xu's dream. He sighed slightly and looked at the cyan tent on his bed. After a long time, he rubbed his painful eyebrows with his hand and sat up.

It was at this time that Fang Siyuan found that he had already changed another robe. He doesn't remember changing his clothes, so who helped him change?

"Headache..." The symptoms of hangover made Fang Siyuan's scalp tighten. He couldn't help frowning and sitting firmly for a while before lifting the curtain and getting out of bed. However, he didn't expect that he accidentally stepped on something. Fang Siyuan lowered his head in surprise and found that it was a white sachet embroidered with cold plums. He bent down slightly and reached out to pick up the sachet. Even if he had not opened it, he could smell the faint cold fragrance of plum blossoms from the sachet.

Is it... Xijing's? So she really came here, not a dream.

Thinking of this, Fang Siyuan couldn't help hooking the corners of his lips slightly and muttered with a faint smile, "I reconciled last night." However, I was inexplicably panicked when I thought that I would do anything rude to her after drinking so much. He couldn't help but quickly go outside and call Wang Fu. Wang Fu woke up when he heard Fang Siyuan and hurriedly came in with his maid.

Fang Siyuan originally wanted to ask about what happened last night, but he couldn't help but feel a little heed. He had never done such a thing. Fang Siyuan frowned and let the maid wear and wash for him, while thinking about half a salary. After half an hour, he said in his usual tone, "Has Xijing been here yesterday?"

Wang Fu nodded and said, "Yes." But he didn't say that he came to her.

But even if he didn't say it, it didn't mean that he didn't know. Fang Siyuan probably guessed what had happened: "Did you bring her here?"

"Yes." Wang Fu still does not deny it.

"Why?"

"Because the prince wants to see Miss Xijing, doesn't he?" Wang Fu did not beat around the bush and pointed it out. This made Fang Siyuan stunned for a moment.

Fang Siyuan took a slow breath. Unexpectedly, he didn't know what to say. He could only say calmly, "You also know that I was drunk yesterday. How can I bring the defenseless Xijing here at this time?"

Wang Fu didn't seem to react much to this sentence, but said seriously and calmly, "I don't think there is any difference between being drunk and not being drunk."

“......”

The maid who was wearing a belt for Fang Siyuan couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, but because Fang Siyuan's face was a little cold now, she didn't dare to laugh, but her slightly shaking shoulder revealed her real emotions now. Fang Siyuan narrowed his eyes slightly unhappily and described himself as not angry. The maid turned pale with fear, and she didn't dare to laugh again.

"Is the prince eating in the room or in the hall?" Wang Fu saw that Fang Siyuan had sorted it out properly and quickly bowed down and asked.

Fang Siyuan suddenly noticed something wrong from this ordinary sentence. Since Bai Xijing came to the house, he has never eaten in his room. Today, Wang Fu suddenly asked, is there something wrong with Bai Xijing?

"Where is Xijing?"

Wang Fu was a little surprised by Fang Siyuan's **, but this emotion was only for a short moment: "If you go back to the prince's words, Miss Xijing's words have left last night."

"What?" Fang Siyuan stared at the words, "Why don't I know when it happened?"

"The prince was drunk at that time, and Miss Xijing only knew a small sound."

"What did she say?"

"I don't know."

Fang Siyuan curled up slightly with five fingers in his right hand and knocked on the table. He seemed to be trying to recall what happened last night, but no matter how hard he tried to think about it, he only remembered Bai Xijing standing at the door. After that, he had no impression of what happened. Is it possible that he really did something to hurt her regardless of her feelings? So she ran away from him.

"What did she look like when she left?" Fang Siyuan took a long sigh in his heart and then turned his head to ask Wang Fu.

Wang Fu thought carefully when he heard the words: "No expression, oh, no, to be precise, it seems to be a little depressed."

Sure enough, something definitely happened last night! Otherwise, Bai Xijing would never leave at such a strange time.

At the thought of this Fang Siyuan, I couldn't help but feel irritable, and I couldn't calm down anyway.

"The prince hasn't said where to eat." Wang Fu saw Fang Siyuan standing in front of the bronze mirror, without saying a word or moving, and couldn't help asking again about the location of today's breakfast.

"No, no." Fang Siyuan shook his head, and then stopped talking to Wang Fu. He strode out of the room and seemed to leave the other courtyard.

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When Fang Siyuan came to Bai Xijing's other courtyard, the door was not as open as usual, but closed. The yard was quiet and no noise could be heard. Bai Xijing Shanqin always strokes a song at this hour every day, which has been the case for so many days. But today he didn't hear the familiar sound of the piano.

He became more and more uneasy. Fang Siyuan hurried forward to buckle the door, but no one responded. Fang Siyuan knocked again, but he didn't expect that there was still no one in the yard to answer the door.

The feeling of uneasiness slowly expands and fills the whole heart. I don't know why such waiting makes people feel a sense of fear. Fang Siyuan could no longer care about anything else, but turned into Bai Xijing's other courtyard with light skills. However, looking at this, Fang Siyuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The other courtyard where people used to come and go were actually depressed. No one said anything, and even Bai Xijing's favorite flower bed was somehow trampled on by a large area.

Fang Siyuan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and his handsome face was a little pale. He didn't dare to delay for a quarter of an hour and ran into the inner courtyard, but he still didn't see anyone along the way.

Xi Jing, his Xi Jing, what should he do if something happens when he is drunk?

Fang Siyuan didn't even notice that his breathing was a little disordered. His uneasy and anxious feelings became more and more intense. Fang Siyuan unconsciously clenched his hand into a fist.

No, no, I don't see Bai Xijing everywhere!

Fang Siyuan was almost desperate, but when he walked into the door of the last backyard, he finally saw Bai Xijing, dressed in plain white, sitting quietly under the persimmon tree.