When I woke up, Qi Ye had already changed his clothes and sat calmly on the side, carefully studying my newly hung portrait on the wall.

Maybe I cleaned up yesterday, and although I still feel sore when I wake up today, I feel a lot better.

Seeing that he seemed to like the portrait, I decided to provoke him, cleared my throat, and said, "It was painted by someone else to give it to me, and I guess I have been secretly in love for a long time, what do you think?"

He poured some tea into his cup and said, "Naturally, it is good, but there are a few places where the painting is not very good." ”

I lay on the bed and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Here. He pointed to a spot on the portrait, but his eyes stopped at my slightly open chest.

I smashed a pillow over it.

At breakfast time, the table was filled with last night's plate of crispy pigeon legs and a few congee dishes. Jinglan brought another bowl of longevity, saying that Zhizhi had specially ordered it.

Over the years, it was really my old mother who was considerate, and I was a little moved in my heart while holding the steaming porcelain bowl.

He looked at me and smirked for a long time, and said, "I didn't know that today was your birthday, and I came back in a hurry, so I didn't prepare anything." ”

This just made me catch the head, put a mouthful of noodles into my mouth and said, "I heard that you are also good at Danqing, why don't you draw a picture for me too." ”

Who knew that he actually shook his head: "This is not good, nothing new." ”

I guess he was alluding to the portrait in my room, and he was happy in his heart, but his face was silent: "You didn't prepare anything, and you think what I said is not new, then I don't know what to do with you." ”

With that, spread your hands.

He put the silver chopsticks on the bowl and said, "Tell you something, and you should be happy." ”

I asked, "What?"

"Xingnu is in Guose Tianxiang Building, and there is no danger at the moment. If you can bear one thing, I will tell you something. ”

My heart sank and I said, "Let's hear it." ”

"The star slave may not be able to enter the palace and return to you. "The palace is not the place for him to be," he said solemnly. ”

I didn't expect him to say that, and as soon as I lost my mind, the chopsticks in my hand "clicked--" and fell to the ground.

"Xingnu has no support in Chang'an, are you going to let him stay in the Guose Tianxiang Building? Lingxi Palace is his home!"

"Blackie, calm down. He looked at me and said, "I have been sending people to protect him secretly, and no one dares to hurt him." ”

I avoided his gaze and protested silently.

"Star Slave is free by nature, and if you put him in a dangerous palace, one day it will only really become your weakness. Although Guose Tianxiang is not very safe, after all, the enemy is clear and dark, and no one dares to touch him easily. ”

I thought of the night's dream through the hot air coming out of the noodle soup in front of me, and something seemed to be blocked in my throat.

I muttered, "But Xingnu said he wanted to go home......"

Qi Ye asked me: "Xiao Hei, you are so willful to keep him by your side, have you ever thought about where is the home he wants to go back to?"

Where is the home of the Star Slave?

In an instant, my mind flashed to the words that Allure said to me in the Hanyuan Palace, and every sentence and word seemed to be quietly fulfilled.

Thinking of the years when Xingnu and I were with me day and night in Fengming Mountain, his young face was dusty, and his eyes were clearer than the sky on the top of Fengming Mountain. Qi Ye may have his reasons for doing this. Lingxi Palace is indeed not the home of the star slave, and the deep palace wall should not be his home.

I asked, "If I have the chance, can I go to Kunise Tianxiang to see him?"

Qi Ye nodded: "When I come back next time, we will go when you are completely well." ”

I stuffed a large mouthful of shoumen into my mouth, but it didn't taste good in my mouth.

After breakfast, I closed the door of the Lingxi Palace and mingled with Qi Ye with peace of mind.

"There is no news from Gusu, I can stay a little longer before leaving. If you close the palace gates, won't you let the people who come to give you birthday be injured?"

In the study, Qi Ye sat at the desk and looked at idle books, and I leaned on the beauty couch next to me to recuperate. It's just that this retreat is not very quiet, and I haven't stopped talking since he carried me to the couch, which gives him a headache.

I asked, "How is the prince doing on this trip?" I hope that he will be motivated and have some political achievements, but I am also afraid that he will have such small political achievements.

He flipped two pages of the book: "It's nothing, he will follow what I say in Jiangnan these days, and he still learns quite quickly." After a pause, "It turns out that he didn't know the situation of the people in our dynasty before, and there was no distinction between grain and rice, and he only recently separated the two states in the south of the Yangtze River." ”

I had a cold sweat on my forehead, and I couldn't tell whether I was happy or something else, but said: "He went to his father-in-law's territory and committed such a stupid thing, it's really ......" I was helpless in my heart, "No wonder he is remembered." ”

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at me, and asked quietly, "How is Jing Hong's homework lately?"

I looked at my appearance, thinking that Jing Hong's situation was not much better at the moment, I sighed in my heart, and said lightly: "It's okay." "Changed to a lying position," Jing Hong has no mother, and it is normal for some omissions in homework recently. ”

He put down the book in his hand and picked another topic: "The seventh lady of the Pei family fell in love with my second sister-in-law, and I often heard the second sister-in-law say recently that the Pei family is very worried about this young lady's marriage." ”

My tone was still lazy: "I have heard of that official lady, a talented woman who is famous in Chang'an, and she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Why? Are you worried about marrying with such qualifications?"

I think of Pei Shaoyi, his knowledgeable seventh sister is very cute compared with him who is full of foul words on weekdays.

Qi Ye said indifferently: "I heard that Miss Pei Qi is arrogant and arrogant, and she will not marry if she is not an emperor's family. ”

"It's kind of interesting. I was a little interested, "Why is she so confident that she can enter the heavenly family?"

Qi Ye walked to my couch, hugged me on his lap, and said in my ear: "Miss Pei Qi's mother, Mrs. Chen Guo, is a distant cousin of Concubine Xiao Guifei, and I think she was influenced and longed for the life of a harem concubine. ”

"If she wants to be the imperial concubine, she can find Xiao Guifei to help her, and there is a good relationship between her aunt and nephew. ”

Qi Ye casually fingered around my hair and said, "Concubine Xiao Guifei introduced Chang Jieyu, which made Mrs. Chen Guo feel cold, and the Pei family gambled that there was a recent forced blind date for Miss Pei Qi. ”

"If she thinks about my father, no one can help her. ”

Miss Pei Qi was also afraid that her family would really find an ordinary family for her, so she was willing to retreat and ask to marry the prince in the palace. ”

I sneered: "I've wronged her." ”

Qi Ye looked at me and didn't speak.

After such a conversation, I also figured out the meaning of Qi Ye's words, and said with relief: "Jinghong is big, he should also set up his own door, and it is a bit unorthodox to rely on the shade of the concubine all day long." The Marquis of Xiaoyao has been hereditary for three generations and has a high reputation in the clan. Old Xiaoyao Hou also loved me in the past, and the troubles in his house can be shared. ”

He asked, "Is Jing Hong willing?"

I looked at the beams, and the vermilion wood paint was slightly peeling, revealing some mottled marks.

"He has to make such a decision whether he wants it or not. ”

I have been sick for a few years, crazy for a few years, a monk for a few years, but I have always been self-aware, I have the blood of the royal family in my veins, and no matter how ridiculous I am, I have inherited the most ruthless side of this clan, which is a fact that cannot be erased.

I can only accept it.

Jinglan brought a bowl of Ejiao black blood soup, saying that I had been bleeding too much recently, and I had to make up for it. Somehow, I looked at it and felt inexplicably sad.

"Drink it. Qi Ye passed, "Aren't you screaming pain?"

"Oh. I took it, but I didn't drink it, and after a while, I asked him, "Jiulang, if a woman is pregnant with your child and is killed by someone else, will you hate that person?"

He looked at me meaninglessly, and said in a deep voice: "You are the only woman in my life, and if anyone wants to harm you and our children, I will definitely leave him with no bones!"

My heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and the soup in front of me was faintly red, like half-congealed blood.

The black blood soup is slightly fishy and sweet in the mouth, but it warms the cold body a lot.

Jing Hong, if one day he really ascended the throne of the king, and I knew that I had strangled his child with my own hands, would I be blamed?