Jian Ye stood in the corridor and looked at the rain outside, the rain was not falling much, but the sound was in his ears, and the flowers that had bloomed hung their heads, and some of the flowers had been blown by the wind and rain to wither.

"Jin Zhong." Jian Ye waved his hand and motioned for Jin Zhong to come over, "Find a way to inquire from the Qin clan about who Rong Qingyi met and who he talked to when he went back last time." She seemed to know many things, but she didn't say anything, not sure if she knew or if she was just guessing or just curious. ”

Jin Zhong nodded and said softly, "My subordinates understand. ”

After watching the wind and rain for a while, Jian Ye returned to the room, because there was still an hour before dinner, Rong Qingyi was sitting at the table, as if she was looking down and copying something, Jian Ye approached, and saw Rong Qingyi copying a Buddhist scripture with a beautiful and neat Xiaokai, her handwriting was extremely beautiful, and she was not in a hurry to copy word by word.

"Do you like to copy these?" Jian Ye smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice.

Rong Qingyi put down the brush in his hand, moved his wrist slightly, exhaled lightly, and said slowly: "Well, I used to have nightmares in the past, but this time when I went back, I remembered that I had nightmares when I was a child, and my mother once invited the Buddhist scriptures home to take care of them for me, and this time I brought them over, and it will be much more comfortable to copy them when I feel uncomfortable." ”

"What, you feel uncomfortable?" Jian Ye pretended to ask unintentionally.

Rong Qingyi nodded lightly, and said softly: "Coming back from the palace, because of exhaustion, I took a nap at noon'', I met an old man in my dream, Qingyi seemed to have never seen it, but he called out Qingyi's name at once, and he was still holding a dill flower in his hand, and asked me if I looked good, I saw that strange look, sometimes handsome and good-looking, sometimes demonic, I woke up and sweated all over. ”

Jian Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is it the kind of rosewood you said you could have seen in the palace when you were in the palace?" ”

Rong Qingyi nodded lightly again, glanced at Jian Ye, seemed to be slightly hesitant, and it was not convenient to say what he wanted to say, he hesitated and thought for a while, and then said slowly: "The person in the dream seems to be somewhat similar to Xiang Gong, but the dress is different, not as simple and comfortable as Xiang Gong, but the clothes are extremely luxurious, even if it is Qing Yi, it is rare to see, but sometimes his face is really ugly, and he smells rancid, as if he came from hell, which really frightens Qing Yi." ”

"Do you remember the name of this person in your dreams?" Jian Ye asked softly.

Rong Qingyi shook his head, "I don't remember, he was the only one in the dream, but Qingyi knew that he should be an elder of Qingyi, but Qingyi thought about it for a long time after waking up, but he still didn't remember when he saw this person." ”

Jian Ye thought for a moment and said softly: "You seem to not only write beautifully, but also be good at painting, can you draw the person in your dreams?" ”

Rong Qingyi thought for a while, and said softly: "Qingyi tried his best, but I don't know if he has the courage to face the dream scene again, when his face is handsome, he is like a thousand-year-old ice cube, and he can't get close, and when he is evil, Qingyi really can't look directly." ”

Temporarily accepted the Buddhist scriptures that were being copied on the table, took another piece of paper and spread it in front of him, took a brush, Rong Qingyi stared, frowned slightly, and slowly thought about the appearance of Jian Songzhi in the dream, there is no portrait of Jian Songzhi in the Jian Palace, this man who is regarded as ominous and scum by the Jian family has already become a person who is not mentioned by the Jian family. Rong Qingyi didn't tell the truth to Jian Ye, she didn't dream today, she just took out the previous dream and talked about it, she was very curious about whether this Jian Songzhi was there.

Slowly put down the pen, Rong Qingyi didn't draw quickly, but the pen was very sure, slowly, a young man appeared on the paper, at first glance, it was indeed similar to Jian Ye, especially the expression, indifferent revealed a bit of arrogance, Rong Qingyi thought, this is the expression of the underbeaten, as if the whole world is not in his eyes, he looks down on the people of the world.

Then, Rong Qingyi painted another picture on the other side of this person, a terrifying face, as if an object that had been ravaged in every way, so terrifying that Jian Ye also subconsciously gasped, he had seen Jiang Shiwei's appearance, but compared with the person in this portrait, Jiang Shiwei's face can at least be seen, but the person in this portrait can't be seen at all.

Rong Qingyi was also a little shallow uneasy, when she met this person in her dream, she was not particularly afraid and avoided, but when she painted this person, she was still a little uneasy when she painted the truth of this person. really put Jian Songzhi directly on paper, only to find that this person is almost synonymous with a kind of yin owl, probably staying in the dark underground for a long time, being controlled by an inexplicable emperor, and his psychology is not like ordinary people.

Of course, this person only appeared in a dream, two vague dreams, not necessarily a real person.

"This man, if you're sure you've seen it in your dreams, I know him, or I've seen his portrait." Jian Ye said softly, "This person, I died before I was born, his name is Jian Songzhi, my father's younger brother, he was killed by the emperor and the queen mother, the reason is that he has an unclear relationship with the current emperor, my grandfather and grandmother have always regarded him as a shame, and his portrait is still when I went to my grandfather's house once and accidentally found it from a discarded item in an attic." Later, I met in the emperor's study in the palace. ”

"Really?" Rong Qingyi was stunned and said softly, "He told me in a dream that the people of the world regard him as a shame, but he has never failed anyone in the world, but unfortunately, everyone in the world is stupid and can't care." ”

Jian Ye sighed, "The Jian family never mentions the matter of my uncle, it is very taboo, back then, my uncle died in the Phoenix Pavilion, for this reason, the emperor ordered the closure of the Phoenix Pavilion, since that time, there are often dead people in the Phoenix Pavilion, and then later, except for some older minions who are guarding there, no one is close to there for half a step." The people in the palace said that there was a lot of bad luck, and the dead people were unwilling, so they had to come out to toss from time to time, as long as they were passing by there, one would lose their lives if they were not careful. ”

Rong Qingyi shuddered slightly, and said softly: "It sounds a little scary, no wonder Xianggong didn't want Qingyi to go over at that time, at that time, Qingyi was just curious about why that place was ordered by the Queen Mother not to approach, but the people next to the emperor can enter and exit freely, if it is really as terrible as Xianggong said, Qingyi really can't be more curious, maybe your uncle is really ghostly, those few carrot flowers will let me meet him in a dream, if I really went there, wouldn't it be even more unimaginable." Well, I have to copy the Buddhist scriptures well to suppress the shock. It's just that, why do these two faces appear in the dream, no wonder, your uncle died a very sad and pitiful death in the past? ”

Jian Ye sighed softly, "Mother once inadvertently said that at that time, my uncle's face was ruined by the Queen Mother and the emperor, especially the Queen Mother, she hated my uncle deeply, and sent Fragrance to attack my uncle, who was tortured to death, and looked extremely miserable when he died. ”

"No wonder there are two faces in dreams." Rong Qingyi whispered, but suddenly said, "No, your uncle once asked me in a dream: Look, I look like a ghost?" The world thinks of me as a ghost, but in fact I am a living person, but the world is too stupid. If he had already died, why would he say such foolish things in his dreams? ”

Jian Ye deliberately changed the topic and said gently: "Don't talk about this, don't mention this matter in front of your father and mother, the Jian family has always been reluctant to talk about this deceased uncle." You go ahead, I'm going to see how dinner is ready, would you like a drink? Your Rong family's wine is good, and now the wind and rain are the most suitable for casual chatting in the shallow pour. ”

"It's supposed to be asking, 'Shall I treat you to a drink?'" Rong Qingyi smiled, half ridiculous, very smart and didn't mention it anymore, what she said was all her dream, and she couldn't be sure whether it was true or false, although some of them had already corresponded before, what should I say about the matter of Feng Xiao Pavilion, anyway, my father and mother were no longer there, and maybe, Jian Songzhi was really dead.

Jian Ye smiled, stroked Rong Qingyi's hair, and turned to leave.

Rong Qingyi continued to copy Buddhist scriptures, but his curiosity about the Phoenix Pavilion was not reduced by half, and he planned to find another way to let Jian Ye take the initiative to go to the Phoenix Pavilion to take a look.

Zhao Jiangxuan looked out the window, sat from last night until dawn, sat from dawn to noon, the sky outside changed from dark to bright, but it kept falling a lot of rain, the air revealed the smell of moisture, but the plants became more and more green and attractive, and extremely quiet.

"Xianggong still stayed with Rong Qingyi last night?" Zhao Jiangxuan's voice was a little sad.

Xiao Qian nodded, stopped the work in her hand slightly, and said calmly: "Yes, the prince lived with the lady last night, the master told the slave and the maid, remember to teach the little master to learn the rules, your mother did not teach you before, the slave and the maid had to reluctantly do it, Rong Qingyi is now the main room of the prince, if you know how to respect her, you used to be friendly with her, you will not end up like this now, the slave has one more mouth, you have to learn to be honorific, she is now also the lady in your mouth." ”

Zhao Jiangxuan said angrily: "I don't want to, as long as I can find that play, I will definitely let Rong Qingyi pack up her things and get out of here, no, it's not to pack up things, she doesn't want to take them away, those things belong to Xianggong and me." ”

Xiao Qian continued the work in her hand expressionlessly, and stopped talking.

Zhao Jiangxuan glared at Xiao Qian hatefully, "You are really a hateful minion!" ”

Xiao Qian said expressionlessly: "The slave and maid may also be evil, but they are not stupid, the little master wants to lose everything like this, it is the little master's business, and the slave and maid don't want to." ”

Zhao Jiangzhuo looked at Xiao Qian, who learned to talk back to herself, wanted to get angry, and was worried that she really annoyed Xiao Qian, she still remembered being beaten and scolded by herself, and secretly made her bad, she really left in anger for a while, she couldn't get a person to trust in King Jian's mansion, although Xiao Qian was hateful, she was an obedient slave. R1292