This night, Xia Qing couldn't fall asleep again.

Everything was fine in the dance room, but the night was too difficult.

She looked at the sleeping girls in the Chase bunks around her.

Obviously, they are all daughters of rich families and daughters of dignitaries, but now they come here to suffer.

I don't know how long it took them to get used to this kind of Chase Shop.

It's not that she doesn't think the Chase bunk is bad, it's just that she has always recognized the bed.

When she was outside, she often had insomnia at night.

But because it was quiet, she was able to sleep hard.

But the strange thing is that she can only sleep well in the bed of the Drunken Immortal Building.

The bed seemed to have magical powers, just like the little bed she slept in in Qianmo's little thatched hut, which made her feel very reassured.

Beside her was the even breathing of the girls as they slept, and she carefully pulled back the quilt and came to the windowsill where she had been.

It's early autumn, and at night, it's already a little chilly.

There was already dew in the evening.

She touched the dew on the windowsill, which was a little cold, but it made her more sober.

The entire capital has fallen into a deep sleep.

One darkness, one peace.

Darkness has always been the best weapon that can hide everything.

She stood behind the slipway and stretched wide.

It's been so many days, and she hasn't practiced well here, so I don't know if her dancing skills have regressed.

She cautiously stepped behind the ledge and jumped to her feet.

The soft moonlight illuminated her figure.

Gentle and delicate.

She danced one of Xia He's best tracks that year, lotus leaves.

This is a song written by a musician who has been wandering the world to his deceased wife.

Later, it was heard by a luthier, and after being adapted, it became the current somewhat sad dance music.

The first time she saw Xia He dance this dance song was when she had just come to the Drunken Immortal Tower.

At that time, she could always hear someone singing in the pavilion outside her room.

At one point, she quietly opened the door to peek.

I found that in the pavilion, there was a slender figure dancing.

She recognized it at a glance as Xia He.

Later, she would quietly get up almost every night to watch Xia He dance, sometimes late at night, sometimes early in the morning.

It wasn't until later that Xia He became her master, and she was finally able to learn her beautiful dance music in the open.

She has never told Xia He, and she has been quietly watching her dance.

Until Xia He's death, this matter was her secret.

So many times, she was moved to tears by the mournful singing and the beautiful dancing.

Although Xia He never said it, she faintly felt that there must be a sad story about Xia He at that time.

It's just that at that time, she didn't expect that the hero of that story would be Mo Chen.

Dancing under the moon sounds wonderful, but only if no one jumps out of nowhere.

"Wow!! ........."

Before she could finish screaming, a hand covered her mouth again.

On the windowsill, a tall figure squatted.

Xia Qing, who was still spinning in circles, thought that he had turned too many times, and his eyes were dizzy and he was wrong.

But until she stopped, the figure was still crouching there, not moving in the slightest.

That's why there will be a later scene.

"What's it called. It's me. ”

A clear and nice male voice.

A tangy floral scent.

Xia Qing could think of who this was even with his eyes closed.

"Qu Ziyan, why are you here again. ”

"I'll see you when I miss you. ”

"Didn't you say that we don't have any relationship anymore........."

The big hand that was in the way of her mouth was once again in the way.

"It's better not to say anything like that again. ”

Qu Ziyan's voice remains the same, but the tone is not as soft as just now.

"Uh-huh.... You put ......... first"

Xia Qing was covered with her mouth covered, and she could only protest by twisting her body.

Why is he so tall that he can do this?

"Don't move, I didn't just come in to see you, I had something for you. ”

The person behind her said close to her ear.

"Something?"

The hand had also been released, and Xia Qing couldn't wait to turn around.

She has something to get Qu Ziyan to deliver.

"This. ”

Qu Ziyan touched his sleeve and finally found something.

"Is this faith....... Hey, this is not Sister Chu Qiao...... Why did you steal the letter she gave me!"

Didn't she hide this letter and plan to read it slowly when she went back!

How could it be in Qu Ziyan's hands.

"Mei Niang gave me that you landed in the place where you practiced dancing, if you hadn't been picked up, your letter would have been gone. ”

"What?"

Xia Qing was stunned.

Didn't you hide it well?

Why did it become a dance studio again?

"I went to see your Huang Tengqu two days ago, and Mei Niang knew that I would enter the palace and gave it to me, so I asked me to hand it over to you. ”

"Wait, why are you so familiar with Mei Niang and tell her about this kind of thing?"

"I've been friends with her for many years. ”

Qu Ziyan's thin lips were slightly upturned, as if she remembered something funny.

"Well, I'm here today, and by the way, I want to see you, there's nothing else, so you should rest early. ”

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and touch Xia Qing's head again.

But she avoided it.

Qu Ziyan's hand was stretched out there, and he didn't stretch it out, which was a little embarrassing.

"It's okay to go, it's not good to be seen. ”

Xia Qing stuffed the letter paper into her arms, trying not to look at Qu Ziyan's expression.

She was afraid of this look, and she was about to waver.

I couldn't shake my determination so easily.

"Hmm..... Hello life rest. ”

Qu Ziyan's voice sounded ethereal, "By the way, I gave you a jade pendant at that time, I don't know if you remember?"

"Yes, there is a ........"

"Where did you put it?"

"What do you want to do?"

"It's okay, I just thought I'd ask you. ”

"I hid it well, don't worry, after all, it was you who gave me something........"

"Hmm.... I'm relieved that it's well hidden, that thing is still quite important...... I'm leaving. ”

Xia Qing raised his head suddenly, the voice above his head disappeared, and the tall, thin and tall figure disappeared along with him.

Really, gone.........

"Concubine Li, you just listen to the slave and go to sleep. ”

Peach Blossom knelt in front of Concubine Li's bed, and she was about to cry.

Concubine Li was still wearing the same clothes as in the evening, and sat motionless on the bed.

She looked ahead, no expression on her face.

"No, it's not time yet, wait. ”

From time to time, she twirled the jade bracelet on her wrist.

This was put on by Cheng Qing for her when she got married.

Although I don't know if he was forced at that time, she was still very happy.

She has worn this bracelet for many years and has never taken it off.

She always felt that on this bracelet, there was Cheng Qing's temperature.

Warm, faintly soothing the temperature of her heart.

"Niangniang, you won't come, you can sleep!"

Peach Blossom kowtowed on the ground, her voice heavy.

"Why are you doing this!"

Concubine Li's eyes finally retracted.

"Get me up!"

"You promise the slave and maid to rest now, and the slave and maid will get up!"

"No, I don't sleep, I'm going to wait!"

"Then I'm not going to get up!"

Peach Blossom looked at Concubine Li fearlessly, her small body was indescribably stubborn.

"Why are you doing this........