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Lin Chen stood at the door of Fengyue Pavilion, like a little beast licking his wounds alone after being injured, looking at Ye Qingqing's back who had left resolutely.

On his forehead, the wound was still dripping blood.

"Hey, Steward Lin."

On the high wall next to him, there was a soft voice, Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, looked up, but saw a girl lying on the wall next to the gate of Fengyue Pavilion, half of her face was in the shadows, lying on it, looking at him with a smile, "Why do you like Ye Qingqing so much?" ”

is even willing to trample on the soles of his feet for her.

Lin Chen leaned against the door, squatting in front of the threshold, he held his head in both hands, looked at the nascent grass on the spring mud in front of the door, and said, "When I was about to starve to death, she gave me a steamed bun......"

"Let the third lady smile."

Lin Chen got up, pretended to be fine, Xun Xun elegantly clenched his fists towards Qingge, and then turned around and limped away, the bright moonlight stretched his back very long, lonely and gloomy.

Qingge lay on the high wall of the Fengyue Pavilion, looking at the direction in which Lin Chen disappeared, thoughtful.

"Ji Yue." Qingge said suddenly.

"Call me uncle."

Light song: "......" your sister's uncle!

Chaotian rolled his eyes, Qingge got down to business, and asked, "I remember that Ye Qingge gave his steamed buns to a boy when he was a child, didn't he?" ”

"There seems to be such a thing, and that boy still looks a little like this Lin Chen." It seemed that after thinking for a while, Ji Yue said.

"That's right."

The light song hooked his lips, and the smile was cold.

Since someone wants her to die, she naturally won't sit still.

The evening breeze is cool, the night is rich, like splashing ink, and it is silent. In the main hall, in the huge room, the curtain is light and the red candle is faint, Qin Lan has shed his clothes and servants for the night bear, and he is in harmony.

"I'm going to go to the palace tomorrow, and I will sing that wild girl, but it can be regarded as a miserable disaster for the night family, and the emperor will definitely be furious." Ye Zhengxiong combed half a hundred hairs, looked at himself in the bronze mirror, frowned, and had a few more gray hairs.

"Master, this is not a beautiful thing." Qin Lan said with a smile.

"What do you mean by that?" The night was bearish.

Qin Lan shook off the hairpin on her head, and all the three thousand green silks poured down, the charm still existed, she hooked a strand of green silk on the side of her face, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and the style of the room was gentle, but she saw her and said: "Night Light Song is born a waste, and she has a disgusting face, such a daughter-in-law, the emperor is willing to do it?" Is the little prince willing to want it? For so many years, when was it not the night light song that stalked the little prince, and when did the little prince look at the night light song? ”

"It makes sense." Yazheng Xiong couldn't agree more.

The two went to bed with their clothes, Qin Lan lay in the brocade quilt, looked at the ceiling carved with the four divine beasts, and said: "With the old man here, the emperor and the little prince dare not dissolve the marriage contract, but tonight, Qingge is ruined, and it seems that he slapped the royal face, but in fact, it is crooked, and it is the heart of the royal family, the royal family wants to take advantage of this matter to dissolve the marriage contract, and it is too late to be happy, of course, the surface work still has to be enough." ”

Qin Lan turned her head, a pair of apricot eyes shining, "Family master, our daughter will come back from training after a while, the little prince is the most favored by the emperor and talented, it is better to take advantage of this matter to ask the emperor to give marriage, which not only takes care of the royal face, but also matches a prosperous marriage, and I heard that the little prince once praised Xue'er for giving birth to a beautiful country." ”