When she returned to Qing's mansion, Qing Li returned alone, but Ling Yichen didn't want to send her back, which faintly made Qing Li a little lucky, at least he wouldn't be forced to ask by him.

She didn't know how much Ling Yichen believed what she said, but it must not be too much.

There are some things that only the parties are qualified to talk about, and even if she sees one or two of them, she can't decide them for others. Maybe now the prince is having a long talk with Ling Yichen, if that's the case, it would be the best.

The night in Huanqiu Garden was already very thick, and when Qing Li walked back, An Ning and Lan Xi were sitting at the stone table and napping, obviously looking extremely sleepy, but they were holding on to prevent themselves from falling asleep.

Qing Li's heart warmed, and the mood that had been suppressed all night finally rose a little lightly at this time.

"Miss is back!" An Ning was the first to spot Qing Li's figure, and hurriedly shook Lan Xi up to greet him, "Miss is really late to come back today, if you don't come again, you will have to send Uncle Xu to urge!" ”

As An Ning spoke, he draped the purple cloak that had been placed aside on Qing Li's body, carefully tied the knot, and Lan Xi hurriedly walked into the inner room to brew tea.

Although it is spring now, it is always a little cool at night, but now surrounded by these two girls, Qing Li is warm.

Looking at these two little girls with a smile, Qing Li was thinking, how good it would be if she could be as leisurely as she is now for the rest of her life, regardless of the disturbances and twists and turns, and let others fight to the death, she can also be free and carefree.

But after all, it was just wishful thinking, and her life quietly changed as early as when the marriage was decided......

Originally, she didn't worry so much, but today's matter of King Chennan still touched her, and even the brothers of the same mother can be so suspicious, that person is too interested in the imperial power.

Although King Chennan is now completely out of power, Ling Yichen still has a heavy army, if it weren't for the turmoil at the border in the past few years, the emperor still used him, I'm afraid he would have taken back his military power long ago.

If when the situation is stabilized, it will be light to collect troops, and who knows if there will be other incidents on purpose?

Qing Li even began to wonder whether the emperor agreed to this marriage to win over the Qing family, or whether he wanted to weaken the Qing family and the Chennan Palace.

If it had been before, she could have confidently said that she could have succeeded in this marriage, but now, she was really not sure, even if she was alone at that time, I don't know if the person would be willing to let him go.

Qing Li was really a little confused for a while......

"Miss, have some tea." Lan Xi carefully handed the wooden teacup full of jasmine tea to Qing Li, for fear that he would accidentally spill it.

"I've told you everything, don't be so full!" An Ning glanced at him with disgust, and Lan Xi immediately glared back, but he still held it in his hand.

Qing Li smiled, these two girls are always her pistachios!

Putting her lips to the wooden cup in Lan Xi's hand, Qing Li took a sip gently, and the original full teacup was only eight points full, so she took it leisurely, handed the scroll in her hand to An Ning, and waved her hand, "You guys go and rest, I want to stay alone for a while." ”

An Ning and Lan Xi glanced at each other and retreated together. The young lady always likes to be alone when she encounters troubles, so naturally they can't be disturbed.

The woodcarved teacup in the hand is polished unusually smooth, with a faint woody fragrance and jasmine fragrance, which is definitely a great feast for the sense of smell.

The large bamboo forest planted in the courtyard moves in the wind, and the moonlight shines in the light, leaving a mottled place. The shadows of the trees are rustling, and this moonlit night is a little deserted.

Qing Li leaned against the trunk of a banyan tree, looking at the fragmented moonlight through the fine and dense leaves, and felt a sense of regret.

She suddenly remembered that in her previous life, she liked to lie on the rattan chair in the courtyard and count the stars in the sky, and when she was tired of counting, she fell asleep.

How free she was at that time, how could she have the constraints she has now?

The peach blossoms planted on the side have already borne flower bones, and it will not be long before they will bloom, and the pear blossoms have also had this momentum, and when the time comes, the red and white are intertwined, hidden among the green bamboos, and it is a very beautiful scenery.

Qing Li gently closed his eyes, and the sound of the wind, like a soft chant, and like a light singing:

"I fought Jiangnan and walked through,

The face of the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower.

The east wind does not come, and the catkins in March do not fly

Your heart is like a little lonely city,

Just like the bluestone streets are late.

The sound of the slap is not sounded, and the spring curtain in March is not mentioned

The bottom of your heart is a small window closed.

My clattering horseshoe is a beautiful mistake,

I'm not a returner, I'm a passerby......"

Suddenly, she remembered this modern poem, and she felt that it was particularly appropriate for the occasion, so she read it unconsciously.

Maybe for her, she is also a passerby in this world, and more than ten years have passed, but it is just a spring and autumn dream.

The tea in the cup was already cold, and Qing Li had no more thoughts to drink it, so he poured it into the soil and sat down at the stone table.

There was still the sound of leaves rubbing in his ears, but Qing Li heard a little difference.

She knows almost no martial arts, only some of the simplest self-defense techniques, but she is extremely sensitive to the breath of the living.

"Friend, since you're here, why don't you show up for a cup of tea?"

Qing Li poured herself another cup of tea, but no one paid attention to her words, as if it was just her own talk.

Qing Li was not annoyed, nor did he care much, just smelling the fragrance and tasting the tea by himself.

"Didn't you say tea? Is this your hospitality? ”

The faint male voice came from a distance, with a hint of interest in the brightness, Qing Li couldn't tell where it came from for a while, but she was not panicked, at least she could feel that the person who came was not malicious.

Wuzi poured another cup of fragrant tea, she looked at the bright moon in the sky with a smile, her eyes were like water, and her lips opened slightly, "Tea is only for guests, Your Excellency does not show up, how can you talk about hospitality?" ”

Before the words fell, a white shadow flew from between the dense bamboo forests, and with a light tiptoe, it only took a moment for the person to sit opposite Qing Li, and Qing Li had just poured a cup of tea.

Sitting, holding up, tasting tea, a qiē is like flowing water, without the slightest disobedience.

Qing Li raised his eyes and finally saw the appearance of the man in front of him.

The narrow eyes are smiling, the complexion is strangely white, the bridge of the nose is arrogant, and the thin lips are red, which is indeed a beautiful and almost bewitching face. Instead of lining him off the extraordinary, a white dress added a little bit of evil, like a rose in the night, coquettish and seductive. But men also have spikes, and if they are not careful, they will be stabbed by him.

Qing Li smiled and drank a cup of warm tea, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help asking, "The six princes came late at night, I don't know what to do?" ”