In the past few days, Qinmei has never been out except for routine line dancing and learning rules. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info After dinner, he locked himself in the house. Sit on the edge of the bed with your arms up, your hands not knowing what to do in front of you. When Su Shou and Ning Xiang saw it, they were a little worried, and they didn't know what was wrong with their girl.

Sometimes when she was tired, Qin Mei would lean back, fall on the bed without any image at all, and call Ning Xiang to pinch her arm.

What is Qin Mei doing? She was playing silently. Imagine what the guzheng looks like in your mind, and then review the songs you used to play one by one according to your memory. I wanted to play the piano directly, but I was afraid of meeting Murong Linshuang, so I forced myself to fight the piano, and after thinking about it, it was still quiet in my room.

I was going to let Su Shou carry the piano to her house, but then everyone knew that she was playing the kite, which was a bit too high-profile. I couldn't think about it, so I could only be in my own room, secretly silently reading the scores I had learned before, just in case.

Qin Mei lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and enjoyed a fragrant massage. The delicate technique of condensing incense and the just right amount of strength made her feel a little fluttery. But suddenly I thought that I was going to see Emperor Mingjing in a few days, and this heaviness was like a shackle, tying my feet, and the mood that had just floated up quickly sank.

"Ning Xiang" Qin Mei looked at the gauze tent on the top of the bed, and said thoughtfully: "Have you ever seen the saint?"

Ning Xiang's hand on Qin Mei's arm did not stop, and the strength was still even. "En......", Ning Xiang thought for a while, "I've seen it twice." ”

"Oh?" Qin Mei was interested, sat up, motioned for Ning Xiang to pour herself a cup of tea, and asked with interest, "What kind of person is he?"

Ning Xiang recalled carefully, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Mei and said, "It was still last summer, on the side of the lotus pond, I took a look at it from a distance. She looked at Qin Mei, who was leaning against the bed with an expectant face, took the cup from which she had finished drinking, grabbed her left hand, and continued to massage. While moving his hand, he smiled and said: "Girl, don't look at the slave and maid like this, the slave and maid are just a subordinate, on such an occasion, where can I get the slave and maid's turn......" After speaking, he sighed faintly, met Qinmei's eyes with a smile, and said with a little grievance: "Only a kind heart like a girl will be a slave and maid is 'their own person'." ”

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Since Emperor Ming Jing and the Queen Mother decided to come to Gong Le Fang to enjoy the flowers, and by the way, to see how these girls who were going to be sent away were going, Gong Le Fang suddenly began to get busy. On weekdays, I don't feel that there is much in the palace music workshop, and suddenly out of nowhere some craftsmen and grandmothers, sprinkle and sweep, prune and prune, and are very busy. Fortunately, the weather has been beautiful recently, and the sun has been shining for several days

People outside the house were busy cleaning the yard and wiping down things. Su Hand and Ning Xiang were not idle, wiping down the windows, tables and chairs, and the flower pots in the small courtyard—although these were already very clean in Qinmei's opinion.

The center of the lotus pond was left unused for a winter stage, which had been repainted in the earlier days. The white light veil was hung high, and the surrounding stage and the corridor bordering the garden were filled with the Queen Mother's favorite hibiscus. Five steps and a pot, ten steps and a scene, in Qinmei's opinion, this is really a big deal.

The newly haired lotus leaves are still curly, lying on the water, and only occasionally a few "gratifying" ones have rushed out of the water, gently swaying in the wind. From a distance, it looks like a bowl of "West Lake Ulva soup".

Only the koi in the pond do not know the taste of sorrow swinging around, often floating on the surface of the water to bask in the sun, it is estimated that the nest for a winter, but also want to bask in the sun to keep warm. Occasionally, when they get together for a meeting, they hear the sound of footsteps, so they scatter and flee, hiding under the lotus leaves that are not as big as their own bodies to seek refuge, or diving into the water without a trace.

As the day of Emperor Mingjing's coming to the palace was approaching day by day, Qinmei was also getting nervous day by day. often talks to herself to the hairpin that she never leaves her body. Although Su Shou and Ning Xiang were curious, the master's affairs were not easy for them to ask, so they could only glance at each other and shake their heads.

"Haotian...... You don't know who that person is...... Who the hell is it, who is it, this makes me so anxious!" Qin Mei used the posture she liked, slammed her chin on the table, pouted, her hands naturally drooped at her sides, unconsciously swinging around, and the hairpin Haotian gave her was placed in front of her eyes.

When will she be able to see Emperor Mingjing? Is Emperor Mingjing destined by himself? Then, all kinds of questions were derived, and all kinds of questions lingered in her mind in circles, and then more questions were derived from this. And her little head obviously couldn't function so many problems, and it seemed a little sluggish.

"Girl, Miss Qinmei......" Holding the bamboo paddle that Qin Mei asked her to find, she trotted and ran into the yard with the wind, disrupting Qin Mei's thoughts, but she was still in that posture, but her eyes were raised a little, her mouth was pouted, her eyebrows were frowned, and she looked at the running hands.

"I met Mama Gui just now, and she asked me to inform you and say...... Say...... Said that the emperor's future days have been set!" Su Shou gasped and handed the box in his hand to the table in front of Qin Mei.

Qin Mei jumped up in surprise, "What? what day?" she grabbed Su Shou's arm and shook her. Finally, I can finally see Emperor Mingjing! The truth will be clearer than half of the facts.

The bare hands were dizzy from her shaking, and it took a while to spit out a sentence "Tomorrow morning!"

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This night, Qin Mei tossed and turned. I don't know how many dumplings I counted, how many sheep I jumped. I can't sleep. I simply got up in my clothes, lit the candle all the time, looked at the candlelight, and was quietly in a daze.

As if she was in a time tunnel, all kinds of past experiences came to her face, and she was caught off guard. I remembered the first bouquet of red roses I received, the first ring I received, the first kiss by the West Lake, and the umbrella that I held up for her in the winter snow...... Many past scenes flickered in front of her eyes like photos, but strangely, she couldn't see the actor's face clearly. I can't see a single one. She remembered the smile when she received the roses, the surprise when she saw the ring, the kiss that gently closed her eyes, and the snowflakes that flew under ......the umbrella in the wind.

Suddenly, a man's face flashed in front of him. Angular, smiling. She suddenly felt that this smile was so familiar, but she couldn't remember who this person was.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Mei smiled weakly, sure enough, memory is something that is forgotten. But after thinking about it, he smiled. After all, I know that in this world, there is such a person, even if he doesn't know each other now, at least he exists. Breathe together, live together...... It looks like a good thing.

All she could think about now was to find that person and reconnect with him. Since they have three lives and three lives, they will definitely find it. Whether it is Emperor Ming Jing or King Qi...... Emperor Ming Jing is still the king of Qi...... Emperor Ming Jing or King of Qi?

Qin Mei had a headache, walked over, pushed open the window, looked at the moonlight outside the window, reached out and picked a begonia, and boredly removed the petals...... "Emperor Mingjing...... King Qi ...... Emperor Mingjing...... King Qi ...... "The petals slowly slipped from Qin Mei's fingertips one by one, scattered around her," King Qi ...... Emperor Mingjing......"

As the last petal was plucked from the calyx by her, Qin Mei spit out a name with some noncommittality...... "King Qi!"

―――――― not quite a of nonsense――――――

I have to go out early in the morning, and I'm worried that I will be too rushed to come back in the evening, so I'll update it in the morning.

I'm sorry that on a great day like Valentine's Day, such a not-so-"cool" chapter has been updated. But there's no way around it...... Foreshadowing (laughs)

And for Benhu, there are no good memories of Valentine's Day~

Well...... Seriously, I was in a hurry in the morning, and I didn't catch insects, if I found insects, please tell me in the message area. (Blessed body)

Well...... Happy Valentine's Day, pigs. Just like Qin Mei thought: "After all, I know that in this world, there is such a person, even if he doesn't know each other now, at least he exists." Breathe together, live together...... It looks like a good thing. ”