Has it really happened? No one can give an accurate answer at this moment, at least until a hundred years from now.

"陛xià." Qu Yi is looking upright. Whenever he persuaded her, he would sit upright and smile freely, so that people had to follow the truth.

"If Childe has something to say, you might as well say it directly." Yuan Lingjun blinked and looked at each other.

Qu Yi called the waiter to pour the wine, and when the wine was poured, he held the wine cup, "If Your Majesty is worried about this matter, you don't have to." Drinking this turbid wine, although it is not as good as Changshan Xiang, which relieves people's sorrows, can also wash your mood and see everything clearly and clearly. He smiled slightly, raised his glass and handed it to Yuan Lingjun.

The young man has a sincere and tolerant heart under his soft and handsome appearance. Yuan Lingjun lost his mind slightly, and exclaimed with a smile: "Turbid wine purifies the heart!" Then she took the cup, but she didn't drink it immediately, but looked at the wine and fell into her mind, and a harmless face was reflected in the cup, and two smiles were swirling.

"Is there any origin of the wine?" Yuan Lingjun looked at the wine and said curiously.

"There is nothing peculiar, it was sold at the house of an old man who made wine with heart." Qu Yi poured the wine glass in front of him, just right.

The huge ancient pines were like open umbrellas, acting as a barrier to the sun, and the barren grass flooded the corners of the temple not far away.

Qu Yi looked at the undulating pine forest in the distance, "Have you ever heard of the pine waves?" He wanted to sit and listen to the mountains and rivers all his life, and his wish became a luxury, but it was not a good feeling to sit and watch the mountains and forests occasionally like today.

"What Songtao?" Yuan Lingjun frowned like an old man and recalled.

Changshan Palace was once planted with pines and cypresses, and she had seen pine forests in many places, but she never paid attention to them. Yuan Lingjun was speechless, could it be that she and Qu Yi were really a patchwork couple as Fan Jiang said. To this day, she doesn't even understand the meaning of the bouquet of orchids she got in Baling. However, her naïve attitude only makes people think that she is just a curious child.

"Is it the voice of the pinewoods? What's so special about it? Yuan Ling asked this question very seriously. She had a strange feeling in her heart, and sometimes there was the warmth of alienation flowing in Childe's body, and she was not disgusted.

"The wind shakes the pine forest, and its sound is like waves. Baling has many red apricots, and the minister has only seen a red rain, and there are many pine forests in Kui County, but he has never heard of pine waves. The minister's wish ......" He lowered his head slightly, and only saw the corner of her clothes, "Listen to Songtao, and life will be complete." ”

Yuan Lingjun looked at Qu Yi squarely, the young man's eyes were like a clear spring, flowing gently beside him, Yuan Lingjun's eyes inadvertently stayed on Qu Yi's wide robe, and the jade blue sleeves had the crane that soared straight to the clouds, which was her favorite bird. Qu Yi also likes cranes.

The corners of Qu Yi's mouth curved slightly, "However, there is one more important thing at the moment - Taicang can't be empty all the time." ”

"Ah, exactly." Yuan Lingjun remembered that it was too early, and when Qu Yi mentioned it, he realized that his stomach was indeed very hungry, "Kunjiao, Kunjiao." She jumped up with her sleeves and wanted to summon Kunjiao to ask, but Kunjiao was nowhere to be seen.

Qu Yi quickly walked over to her and stopped her. "Mingyu, come." Qu Yi took her hand and walked to the front step by step, leading her back to the path where she came.

The two left from the pine forest trail, and stood for a moment when passing through a flat and hidden mountain, looking from a distance, the scenery of the Beigong Mountain Palace was in full view, and it was bleak and cold. Winter in Lin'an is coming.

When the group returned to the palace, the court lieutenant and eunuch came from Lin'an, and they saw him pacing around outside the palace from afar, with a bitter face. Probably for Yang Zhai's business, after all, Yang Zhai is a person with a bad temper and difficult to handle, she is sure that everyone can't help her, she has to find unhappiness for the officials of the court, and even the court commander and eunuch with errands are not treated by Yuan Lingjun, and in the end Qu Yi summoned her on her behalf.

Kunjiao passed the meal in, Yuan Lingjun also happened to change his clothes and walked out from behind the screen, sat down a few times ago, Kunjiao handed over the tendons, and the moment she took it, she felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her around her, raising her eyes to inspect the hall, there were only a few maids and waiters who carried the food table, and there was nothing abnormal.

The leader of the palace retreated with the maid, Yuan Lingjun raised his head, collided with the gaze of one of the maids, and looked at each other for only a moment, but he saw the black mole on the corner of the maid's mouth.

She only moved two mouthfuls of food, and Qu Yi saw the court lieutenant come back, and as soon as she entered the door, she said, "It's time to go back to the palace, your majesty really doesn't plan to see Yang Zhai?" ”

"If I see her at this time, I'm afraid she will be even more unscrupulous. According to my understanding of Yang Zhai, she is also a person who understands current affairs, and at present, marrying Jinghou is the only choice, so she is not so stupid to cut off her path. Yuan Lingjun put down the chopstick, remembered the scene just now, and his face turned a little pale, "Childe, it seems that someone has been peeping in the dark recently, I don't know if it's from my mother's side." ”

Qu Yi, who was bored eating, suddenly raised his head with a solemn expression, "There is such a thing." ”

After the meal, he asked Tianbao to call Jiu Wan and asked carefully, Jiu Wan shook his head, and found nothing abnormal, but after coming out of the hall, he still found Fu Piao to inspect the hall together.

The palace here is calm, but the Jin palace is in an uproar, and Fan Jiang has decided to weigh it. In the afternoon of this day, a child of the Fan family who had just entered the court as an official came to the palace with the Lin'an envoy to report the news, which came quickly, and he couldn't wait to show off to her puppet.

Yuan Lingjun rarely lost his temper, and listened to him proudly and prickly repeating what happened, and at the end, he asked the chamberlain to take him down to serve and rest. People who don't know still think that she has changed sex and wants to please this Fan family child. Yuan Lingjun sneered in his heart, and he couldn't be angry with a fool.

She was a little lucky, who let the Fan family have so many stupid people. The extremes of things must be reversed, the moon is full and the moon will be lost, the Fan family can survive to this day depends on Fan Jiang and the older generation, the younger generation has few top uses, Fan Jiang is also worried, after all, there is no outstanding Fan son who can take over after a hundred years, and his hard work will not be in vain.

The night is as cool as washing, the insects are chirping, a crescent moon hangs quietly in the sky, and the clear light shrouds Lin'an City.

The candle flame in the hall was swaying, and the wind was slightly blowing, Qu Yi walked to the lantern and blew out the lamp and candle one after another, and then touched the couch.

Yuan Lingjun used the moonlight to pull him into the futon. Qu Yi hugged her, his chin against the top of his hair, and gently stroked his back, "Fan Jin, the general of Zhenguo, and several younger brothers are the greatest help of the noble concubines, he is here, and he can avoid worries, and now he is leading troops in Yunzhou, restraining General Zhang Zhongshu, and it is too difficult to take his military power...... But don't worry too much, everything has a turnaround, it's just not the time yet. (To be continued.) )