Big Moon Ballad

The soft blue hairband lay quietly in the woman's palm.

It is tattooed with a green dragon and the word "Send", and every stitch remains the same as it was eight years ago, without any change.

This familiar look stung Li Ji's eyes, and the voice he always heard in his dreams rang in his ears.

"I've added the protection of true energy on it, so it won't rot or break for decades. You can use it with peace of mind, and there's no need to hide it in your arms."

"Since it is a relic left by your mother to you, I hope you can wear it well on your head."

"Sister, this headband is my betrothal gift. Do you want to marry me?"

"Sister, hey, where did my hairband go? Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it. Did it fall somewhere?"

"elder sister……"

elder sister……

……

……

Countless voices rang in Li Ji's ears, and his head began to hurt violently.

This headband has remained as it has been for ten years, just as the woman promised. But where is the woman who made that promise?

why?
Why is this hair tie that he has been looking for eight years in this place?
Why is it in the purse carried by a female official of Afang Palace?

Li Ji's heart was in a mess, and he reached out to touch, but he couldn't control the trembling of his hands.

"Jun Zhaohua? What's wrong with you?"

When Miss Yao saw that the hairband was safe and sound, she was relieved at first, but the next moment she noticed something unusual about Li Ji.

Li Ji's reaction was really strange.

He stared at the hair tie in her palm in despair, the emotion in his eyes was very unfamiliar to Ms. Yao.

Helplessness, panic, confusion, disbelief, countless emotions were mixed in the man's eyes, making Ms. Yao's heart beat with fear.

Seeing that the other party wanted to touch the hair tie in her palm, Officer Yao instinctively retracted her hand. This action somehow stimulated Li Ji, and a storm of true energy suddenly appeared on his body.

A terrible storm rose into the sky with Li Ji as the center, and his hair was flying wildly in the strong wind, as if he was possessed by a demon.

"Zhaohua-kun?!"

Under the huge pressure of true energy, Ms. Yao fell to the ground. She held the hair tie tightly in her arms and struggled to retreat.

"give me."

Li Ji resisted the urge to draw his sword and opened his palms to Official Yao, his eyes as cold as ice.

"No, no no..."

Ms. Yao's whole body was suppressed by the true energy and she couldn't move, but her hands still held the hair tie tightly.

She didn't understand why such an ordinary-looking headband could trigger such a big reaction from Li Ji. But she remembered that when the owner of this hair tie entrusted it to her, he said that he would definitely get it back from her.

She must keep her promise to that person.

Even though all the bones in her body were aching, Ms. Yao still gritted her teeth and struggled, "No..."

She had difficulty breathing and her voice was broken, "I can't give you..."

"This is a very important thing entrusted to me by a noble person..."

"Your Majesty?"

Li Ji, who was in a rage, was stunned for a moment, "Who?"

"Yes..." Ms. Yao gasped, wondering if she could say it.

Li Ji's black eyes were fixed on the palace maid who looked like she would rather die than give in. "Who gave you this hair?"

"I……"

Ms. Yao was still hesitant to reveal the identity of the nobleman. Li Ji regained some clarity in his mind, lowered the pressure of the released essence a little, and spoke as calmly as possible.

"With your ability, I really want to steal it. You can't keep this hair tie. Tell me how you got it."

"This is mine."

"This headband is a relic of my mother."

"Yours?" Ms. Yao raised her head and stared blankly at the man in front of her who turned from furious to sad. Her mind couldn't move. "How is this possible? This is obviously..."

"Why should I lie to you?"

Li Ji's eyes were as dark as night, "This hairband is cyan, with a blue dragon pattern embroidered on it. It seems to be something from the Soochow royal family."

"Soochow..."

Ms. Yao lowered her head and glanced at the hair tie in her hand, her heart was beating fast, it was true.

"It has the word 'Send' embroidered on it." Li Ji didn't want to tell his secret, but in order to gain the trust of the woman in front of him, he chose to tell the truth. "This is the name I used before."

Ms. Yao opened her eyes wide and was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Of course she had carefully looked at the appearance of the hair tie when she was keeping it, but she never thought that the word 'send' embroidered on the hair tie was actually a name.

Speaking of which, "Ji" and "Ji" do sound very similar...

Is this hair tie that she has kept for eight years really Li Ji's?

Official Yao's mind was in a mess. Li Ji's words were reasonable and well-founded. Coupled with her understanding of Li Ji's character, she already believed [-]% of them.

If this headband is really a relic of Li Ji's mother, no wonder he would have such a big reaction. But how could the owner of this headband be Li Ji's mother? Eight years ago, how old was Li Ji?

"What, you still don't believe it?"

Li Ji stared at Ms. Yao as if looking at a stranger.

He originally thought that the other party was just an ordinary palace lady, but now it seems that he was wrong.

"I……"

Ms. Yao lowered her head and looked at the keepsake she had treasured for many years in her palm, and finally made up her mind.

"It's not that I don't believe you," Ms. Yao's eyes were a little tangled and sad, "it's just that this hair tie is a relic of another noble person who is very important to me."

"who is it?"

There was strong emotion in Li Ji's eyes. He held his breath, waiting for the answer.

Official Yao clenched the hair tie in her hand tightly, tears rolling down her eyes, "This is the relic of Master Shao Siming."

thump.

The dust has settled.

There was a buzzing in Li Ji's ears and he stood there in a daze.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this answer, but how could it be this answer?
Why, why is it her?
It has been eight years since he lost this headband. He has grown from a thin and weak boy to a heaven-level master who can control the wind and rain. But at this moment, Li Ji stood in the grass and felt that he had become the boy running in the forest who was being chased.

At a loss, and confused.

He slowly lowered his head and sat on the grass. The true energy storm that had originally wrapped around him disappeared.

The pressure around Ms. Yao's body relaxed, and she tentatively stood up. She looked at Li Ji, who was silent and bowed his head, and approached cautiously.

"Jun Zhaohua, what's wrong with you?"

"Tell me," Li Ji buried his head in his arms and whispered like a lost child, "how did you receive this headband?"

"What did she say about this thing? Did she say it was her own, or..."

Li Ji's voice trembled, "Did she steal it from someone else?"

"Snatched it?" Ms. Yao was stunned and shook her head, "The Princess said this is something very important to her, so naturally it belongs to the Princess herself."

Li Ji breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't know whether he should be sad or happy.

"Then why would she give this headband to you? Who are you to her?"

"I'm not the princess's wife," Yao's eyes became misty. "Eight years ago, I was just a little palace maid responsible for cleaning the room of the Imperial Master."

"That day, when I walked into Lingxiao Pavilion and was about to clean the room, I saw a woman whose back looked very similar to the Imperial Master standing at the table."

"But take a closer look..."

Li Ji raised his head slightly, "Isn't that person Da Siming?"

Ms. Yao was a little surprised that he suddenly spoke and nodded, "Yes, how do you know?"

Why would he know?

The woman with a similar back profile left with a premonition.

"Aji, I'm going to a dangerous place, and I don't know if I can come back."

Eight years ago, the Epang Palace before Emperor Taizu passed away was an extremely dangerous place.

Officer Yao's words overlapped little by little with his memory from eight years ago. Li Ji buried his head in his arms again, "I heard you call her Princess. Does everyone else in Afang Palace call her that?"

Ms. Yao nodded, with a look of reverence in her eyes, "Your Highness the Princess is not a relative of the emperor, but she has been granted the title of Princess. She is as bright and gentle as her title, and is very respected in the palace."

county lord...

Princess Zhaoyang...

"Sister, what's your name?"

"Me? My name is Li Zhao."

Zhaoyang, Li Zhao.

Li Ji let out a choked sound deep in his throat.

It's you.

It turns out that it was you all along.