The scholar's voice rang out again, and Qing Li felt that his face was even hotter for some reason, and he threw an appreciative look at the scholar.

Just as the scholar was talking about the highlights, the little second came over with tea, Qingli hurriedly took the tea, and the pair of slender jade hands lifted the teacup.

Covered the red lips with the mouth of the cup, stretched out the little clove tongue and tasted it, and licked the rim of the cup playfully, and put the essence of the cup into his mouth.

After a few sips of herbal tea, Qingli felt that it was not so burning.

Qingli hurriedly said: "Tea is here, let's drink tea with peace of mind!"

When he heard this, he took the silver ingot to the storyteller, and the scholar was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked him, and then ran away as if he had crawled away from the martyrdom and repented.

At this moment, there are only Qingli and Death in this corner, because of the story just now and the narration of Death, the atmosphere at this time is a little ambiguous for no reason.

The breeze through the window, which should have brought coolness, now makes people feel even hotter for no reason.

Li Yan wanted to say a few words, but at this time, he saw a trace of pain on Qingli's face.

Li Yan hurriedly got up and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

Qingli's color was pale, but his tone was very calm: "It's okay, it's just that my legs cramp after sitting for a long time." ”

Seeing that his face was ugly, he couldn't help but ask again suspiciously: "Really?"

A very low voice came out of Qingli's throat: "Hmm." ”

He sat down worriedly.

Qingli slowed down and then spoke: "I'm a little tired today, and I've tasted today's tea, so let's stop here." After speaking, Qingli stood up with her legs.

Liyan's handsome face, which was like a divine carving, floated with anxiety, and he thought that he had done something wrong, and his lips moved.

Said: "It's still early, don't go with me to see the scenery, there is a Yuanying Pavilion not far away, look down from there, the scenery is very beautiful." ”

Qingli didn't answer immediately, because the throbbing pain came again, but she was afraid that she would see the clues, so she forcibly maintained the calm on her face and said, "No." ”

Her eyelashes twitched, she slowly turned her head, lifted her small foot, and walked out slowly.

Seeing that Qingli really didn't want to go shopping, and his face was not very good, he went out with her, and when Qingli got into the carriage, he also went up with his legs.

Liyan and Qingli are in a narrow carriage, but they have different thoughts, what Liyan thinks about is whether Qingli is in good health, and whether Qingli really forgives him.

And Qingli recovered from this short day as short as Huaguang because of the pain just now.

Why didn't she want others to know about her physical condition, because Qingli knew in her heart that her body was already ineffective.

She still has a lot to do, and if she lets others know, I'm afraid it will limit what she can do in the future.

Therefore, Qingli can only pretend that nothing happens.

The two of them arrived at the palace without saying a word, and Qing Li said to Liyan: "It's already in the palace, you can leave!"

But Lixian insisted on sending Qingli back to her dormitory.

Qing Li couldn't hold on a little now, her body swayed slightly, and she forced herself to maintain a standing posture, because Liyan had been staring at her tightly, so she couldn't take a pill to relieve it.

A coldness rose on her face, making the breeze that had been in harmony just now tremble.