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Qi Qing'er hurriedly stood up, looking at the gradually rippling ripples, and her apricot eyes condensed.

Who would make such a joke with the maidservant in the princess's house?

At this time, Qi Qing'er heard the sound of two maids laughing in her ears, and when she looked up, it was two maids who were collecting stumps and fallen leaves, holding brooms and cloth bags, smiling past the pond, and saluting Qi Qing'er in unison.

It wasn't like they threw pebbles into the pool.

Qi Qing'er glanced back at the pool again.

Only then did he react, who else could there be besides Yan Song......

Hurriedly walked through the promenade next to the pool and walked in the direction of the West Warm Pavilion.

When he arrived at the door of the warm pavilion, he stopped, and his face, which was pale by the cold wind, was not only serious but also a little nervous.

Pushing open the door, he glanced out again before closing the door.

Yan Song was indeed in her warm pavilion, leaning against the side of the bookcase, with one foot on the other, and a stone in his hand.

On the bookcase next to it, there were two or three more of the same stones.

Qi Qing'er leaned against the door, took a breath, and hurriedly walked to the window pavilion again, and dropped the window panel that had been opened by Yan Song.

Looking out from the window pavilion, you can see just a corner of the pool.

You don't have to think about it to know that the stone was thrown by Yan Song, and with his skills, he wanted to attract Qi Qing'er's attention like this, which was a trivial matter.

Qi Qing'er rested against the window pavilion for a while, calmed the tension in her heart, closed her eyes, and lowered her voice and said, "It's not that it's good, tomorrow. See you in Qi Mansion, what are you doing in my warm pavilion?! ”

Yan Song continued to play with the stones in his hand, the triangular eyes were red and swollen, and it was estimated that he had torn off the layer of fake skin just now, and he was not less guilty.

looked like he didn't care, and actually pouted: "I just came, are you going to drive me away?!" ”

"This is the Princess's Mansion, Yan Song, do you know that once an outsider like you is found hiding in the Princess's Mansion, he will be killed on the spot!"

"You care about me!"

……

Qi Qing'er was helpless.

dragged his tired body, sat on the warm couch, poured himself a cup of tea, and didn't speak for a long time after drinking it.

She didn't know how to persuade Yan Song.

This kind of care, love, and visitation that comes just as soon as it comes without warning is exactly what Qi Qing'er needs the most now.

raised his apricot eyes and looked at Yan Song with complicated eyes.

Yan Song looked at Qi Qing'er's eyes, knowing that the princess's mansion should not have appeared, dropped the stone in his hand, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, I admit it, I can't bear it if I don't see you for three days, you have to let me know your current situation!" ”

"The princess has agreed to let me stay, and everything will be treated the same as the princess, and the situation will not be much worse."

"Just the princess who can't take care of people, she is still bullied in her own house, and even you are so tired that you are almost slapped in the mouth, and said that the situation is not much worse, I think it is far worse!"

Yan Songcong knew that Qi Qing'er was going back to Beijing, so he was full of disagreement.

Until now, he has not been able to accept the fact that Qi Qing'er has returned to the capital.

The red triangular eyes looked as if he had cried, and he flipped to look at the ceiling as he spoke.

Qi Qing'er raised her eyes and only glanced at his face, she knew Yan Song best in this world, the more she pretended to be so indifferent, the more nervous he was in his heart.

He was nervous about Qi Qing'er's injury, nervous about her treatment in the princess's mansion, and he was even more nervous about the appearance of that person.

Qi Qing'er understood all this in her heart, so much so that she didn't know what eyes to use to look at Yan Song.

Raising his hand, he pointed to the warm couch on the other side of the desk, and motioned for Yan Song to sit down, "Have you forgotten what I told you before I returned to Beijing?" ”

How could he forget those words!

Yan Song slapped his thigh and sat down opposite Qi Qing'er, "I know, it's not because of that Gao Lancheng this time, otherwise I wouldn't have appeared!" ...... "There won't be a next time!"

Next time he hid well, she wouldn't find out.

Yan Song's triangular eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to look at Qi Qing'er.

Qi Qing'er nodded slightly, and the rigor on her face went to three points.

Yan Song noticed the change in her expression and said, "Do you have something to look for me?" ”

Only then did she get to the point, Qi Qing'er's apricot eyes lit up, "Well, it's about the Pure Princess's martial arts competition." ”

Yan Song propped one hand on the table, and the other turned his skirt, "It seems that the folk rumors about the pure princess choosing a son-in-law are true, let's say, what do you want me to do?" ”

This time, it will definitely not be for him to stab her with a sword, or prepare poisons like Yi Rong Dan for her, Yan Song replied very cheerfully.

Qi Qing'er shook her body, her serious apricot eyes met his eyes, and she said seriously: "Find a way to find someone who can't marry the princess to win this competition." ”

"I've heard that anyone who is qualified to go to the ring must have an official rank, and I have never had an affair with the imperial court, and I don't know anyone who has an official rank in the capital."

The words fell.

Qi Qing'er got up slowly and walked in the direction of the window pavilion.

The sunlight that poured in through the window paper caressed her face.

She deliberately carried Yan Song on her back and pondered for a moment, "You just have to find someone, and I will deal with the official rank." ”

Yan Song flipped his hand in the skirt and suddenly stopped.

He had a bad premonition.

She has just returned to Beijing, and her heels have not yet stood firm, how to fabricate a fake official position for a knight.

Yan Song squinted at Qi Qing'er's back, and raised his eyebrows, "If you want to stop the princess from marrying, you just want to live in the princess's mansion." Why don't I go and pick this ring, how about you get me an official rank? If I marry a princess, I promise to let you live in the princess's mansion! ”

Messing around, messing around again.

Even if Yan Song really became a concubine, he and the princess's mansion would have to be rebuilt, and Qi Qing'er, a person who was lucky enough to be protected by the princess, was not qualified to stay in the princess's mansion alone.

Later, when she followed the princess to the new mansion, she was either a subordinate or a side room.

With Yan Song's temperament, she will not be allowed to be transferred to the main room after two or three years.

Qi Qing'er didn't turn her head, she continued to look outside through the window paper, and bit her lip fiercely, she really wanted to scold Yan Song.

I really thought of a play is a play.

Yan Song saw that Qi Qing'er didn't react, "Eh, I want to marry the princess for you!" ”

He can really say such a joke.

Qi Qing'er probably guessed that he was just playing tricks, but his heart couldn't help but tighten.

At this juncture, she didn't have the heart to listen to such a joke.

The blood surged upward, and Qi Qing'er's lips suddenly turned white.

She gradually became short of breath, turned around, and looked at Yan Song coldly, "If you can't help with this, I can find another way!" ”

was so angry, Yan Song shrank his neck when he saw it, and saw that she was really angry, so he immediately turned angry and said, "Just kidding, don't you know that my heart already belongs!" Just help you find someone! ”

Qi Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, she couldn't stand still, and her legs were weak.

Yan Song hurriedly got up and stepped forward to help him.

The nose flared Qi Qing'er's hair feathers.

There is a taste, I can't tell what it is, but he doesn't like the taste, this is not the taste that Qi Qing'er should have.

The hand behind Qi Qing'er's back stiffened.

That person must have come to her, or maybe she went to find that person.

Yan Song's heart was throbbing, this was not a feeling he liked.

The current Qi Qing'er has already been a door. His mind was on how to fabricate the official rank, and he didn't notice Yan Song behind him.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp heat in my neck, and then I began to tingle.

Yan Song turned his head and plunged into Qi Qing'er's hair.

He was going to leave a kiss mark on her neck.

Qi Qing'er hurriedly raised her hand to push Yan Song away, but her hand was grabbed by Yan Song's backhand in the palm of her hand.

The stinging pain in her neck became even more obvious, and Qi Qing'er realized that he wanted to leave a mark on her.

Just as he wanted to struggle, there was a warmth from his wrist, like a steady stream of vitality. After a while, Qi Qing'er's body softened in Yan Song's arms.