
“Sister Chen!”
Baili Qingchen who had just walked out of the court hall turned her head as someone called out her name as big brother. At first glance, he frowned out of curiosity who had called him that name. Other than Luo Mingyue, it felt like there was no longer a girl calling him that familiar.
A beautiful eighteen-year-old girl approached him with a beautiful smile on her white face. The girl was beaming like seeing the morning sun. The steps are light, and the fragrance oozes out from the fragrance pouch hanging on the side of her shirt.
“So Chen, long time no see. How are you?” ask the girl.
Baili Qingchen noticed him at a glance from top to bottom. The clothes are luxurious, the accessories are also beautiful. Could it be that this girl was one of the daughter of the minister he had forgotten? But, why did it feel like she was also a little familiar with this girl's soft voice?
“This is me, Ping’er. Zhao Ping’er,” Zhao Ping’er helped Baili Qingchen recall it.
“Zhao Ping’er? You're General Zhao's daughter?”
Zhao Ping’er nodded happily.
She is Baili Qingchen's childhood friend. While General Zhao was still stationed in the imperial city, Zhao Ping’er and Baili Qingchen often went to play in the palace together. Zhao Ping’er was a smart innocent girl. Every time Baili Qingchen taught him something, he would be quicker to master it and remember it well.
Baili Qingchen's memory may have long been lost in part due to the many wars and strange stories she experienced. As short as his memory was, he only had a few memories left of Zhao Ping’er. Zhao Ping’er's move to the western border city also made the memory more quickly erased from Baili Qingchen's brain.
“What brings you back to the imperial city?” ask Baili Qingchen. The bright smile on Zhao Ping’er's beautiful face faded slightly.
“Your Majesty just approved my father's retirement application some time ago. He allowed father to return to the imperial city. Having to take care of some things in the old residence, I arrived early,” Zhao Ping’er replied.
“Oh, so, yes.”
There was a disappointed look on the full moon's face. Zhao Ping’er did not expect Baili Qingchen to recall their memories as a child, he only hoped that at least Baili Qingchen would still remember her name.
That was enough to please her heart. But, it turned out that he had to endure his disappointment alone.
Zhao Ping’er liked Baili Qingchen since childhood. Were it not for the transfer of duties, perhaps now that Princess Consort Changle was not that girl from the Liu clan. ‘His Chen’ sister also probably won't get a bad reputation for marrying a man before. The existence of ‘Prince Empress’ named Xiao Junjie could also not exist.
Had time replayed, Zhao Ping’er would have chosen to be a servant and serve Baili Qingchen all his life. But since she was the daughter of a renowned great general, she could not leave her family either. General Zhao's residence was built on war and military achievements, he couldn't mess it up because of his own desires.
But now the situation is different. His father had been relieved of his duty from guarding the western border and was already allowed to return to the imperial city.
This was a blessing that made Zhao Ping’er rekindle his hope. He would help Baili Qingchen remember all her memories, and hope that she could enter her heart with it.
“Why? Aren't you glad I'm back?” zhao Ping’er asked. Baili Qingchen shook her head.
“Not so. It's just that General Zhao appeared in a less than appropriate situation,” replied Baili Qingchen.
“What because of that spring peak festival incident?”
But because there was an urgent need, he came home a few moments before the tragedy happened. Zhao Ping’er back then was eager to meet with Baili Qingchen, but he could not do so due to considering many things.
“The imperial city has just recovered and the people have just recovered from the trauma. General Zhao's return will probably invite a less positive response from the high ministers.”
As Baili Qingchen recalled, General Zhao was assigned to a western border town because he was at odds with many ministers.
In court, a general often comes under political pressure from a high minister, who feels the military and politics should be separate. That's why he was sent to the western border and stood guard there.
Zhao Ping’er smiled again. He knows, his father is less viewed by some ministers. Now, however, his father only came to hand over the military plaque and receive the pension decree, not to debate the ministers like nine years ago. Even if it was hated and displeased, its effects would not affect it too much.
“It's okay. My father was not a rebel. He officially retired. Brother Chen, can I pay a visit to your mansion?”
“Why?”
“We parted ten years ago. There aren't many memories you might have left in your memory. But, anyway, we are childhood friends. I want to get to know you again and you also have to get to know me back.”
This act, is it allowed? Even if they were childhood friends, it's been years. Baili Qingchen had already forgotten a lot about her childhood memories. Now, Zhao Ping’er was nothing more than a foreign girl coming at him.
“I would also like to meet your Princess Empress and Prince Consort. It's possible that we could be good friends,” he added.
Baili Qingchen was unsure of that. Zhao Ping’er was behaving naively like a young girl in general. He probably did not know yet what the real life of the Changle King mansion was like. This place is nothing more than a battlefield. Zhao Ping’er had absolutely no idea if the two escorts Baili Qingchen were the two ferocious lions of the jungle lord!
“No need to rush. You can wait until your father returns if you want to visit my mansion,”, Baili Qingchen said. Actually, he was a little uneasy because Zhao Ping’er was acting very familiar with him.
Zhao Ping’er's smile froze. He tried to cover up his disappointment. The teenager who used to carry him when he fell, is now like a stranger. Let alone speaking more intimately, Zhao Ping’er could even see the look of Baili Qingchen's displeasure on his face. The man also kept a distance of two meters from before him.
“Sister Chen, do you really not remember me? Or, have you completely forgotten our childhood memories?”
“I might forget some things about our childhood.”
“Then, let me help you remember.”
Zhao Ping’er took a step forward. He was about to grab Baili Qingchen's hand, but the man took a step further. His face turned to the side, his forehead slightly wrinkled. Zhao Ping’er took another step forward, but Baili Qingchen retreated back to stay away.
“Ping’er, I have to go. You can talk about childhood another day,” said Baili Qingchen.
The man quickly walked away from the courtyard of the court hall, then rushed towards the palace gate. There, Cui Kong was already waiting with the coachman. He asked why the king came out a little slower. Baili Qingchen just said meet an old friend and talk for a while.
Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the court hall, Zhao Ping’er was still standing staring at the departure of Baili Qingchen. The end of his clothes fluttered in the wind. He clenched his hands, enduring all his disappointment and sadness.
“Sister Chen, I can definitely reach you back!”