Woke up groggily. Qing'er only felt that her back was very painful, and her head was dizzy, and when she opened her misty eyes, the picture that greeted her was very familiar.

A familiar face shook in front of Qing'er, blurred.

No, are you dreaming again?

Qing'er closed her eyes vigorously, and slowly opened them again, yes, it's her!

It's Liuniang!

Is this a tea house?

Am I finally back?

What Qing'er saw in front of her was true.

Yes, she is back in Chaxiangju.

She thinks about the tea fragrance house of her dreams.

All the past came to mind, and yes, I walked out of the palace.

Qing'er gently put her head on Liuniang's lap and hugged her, crying bitterly, like a long-suffering child who has been wandering for a long time and suffering to see her mother again.

Liuniang gently patted Qing'er's back and stroked her hair.

Qing'er's cry woke up Ying'er, who was sleeping on the table.

She was waiting for Qing'er to wake up with anticipation, but after waiting for a long time, she fell asleep in a daze.

Ying'er hurried over.

Giggle.

"Sister Qing'er, you're finally back! Ying'er hasn't seen you in over two years! ”

Seeing that Qing'er had been leaning over Liuniang and crying, she felt very puzzled for a while.

"Sister Qing'er, you should be happy! Why are you crying? What's wrong? Oh, I see, you must be hungry after sleeping for so long, aren't you? Then Ying'er will help you get food......"

As he spoke, he turned and ran.

"Help your sister Qing'er eat a bowl of bird's nest porridge......"

Liu Niang shouted.

"Got it......"

The warbler outside the house shouted.

Seeing Ying'er like this, Liu Niang couldn't help but shake her head and smile.

"It's a bit stupid to eat this one, but it's really useful!"

Liuniang stroked Qing'er's head and comforted.

Like a loving mother soothing her wounded child.

Losing Princess Rouran, Yan Danqing's pain, Qing'er has nowhere to confide, she can only hold back in her heart, and now she leans over Liuniang's body and cries well, crying out the pain in her heart, maybe it will be better, at least it will not be so painful anymore.

It turned out that that day, after King Guangling knocked Qing'er unconscious, he was afraid that she would be stimulated again if she stayed in the palace, so he picked her up in the carriage and took her out of the palace and came to Chaxiangju.

Chaxiangju, the place she has always longed to return to.

He knew that here, her heartbreak would heal a little faster.

In the past two days, accompanied by Liuniang and Ying'er, Qing'er's mood has gradually improved.

The sisters of Chaxiangju occasionally come over one after another to talk with Qing'er and reminisce about the past.

I only feel that Yiqiē is still the same as before, still the familiar Chaxiangju, or the original sister, but Qing'er feels that she has changed, has become much older, and no longer has the passion she once had.

When she is idle, Qing'er walks around in the backyard.

After all, walking around, the mood will calm faster.

Always stay in the house, they are sick.

Ying'er always came from time to time to sit with Qing'er for a while.

Anyway, as long as the previous things are over, even if it takes a moment, Ying'er will sneak over and get tired of Qing'er.

Who makes them good sisters?

Recently, I don't know why, Qing'er always feels that something is wrong with Chaxiangju.

Compared with two years ago, Liuniang has lost a lot of weight, and there are a few more uncomfortable and eye-catching crow's feet on her face, which she couldn't bear if she always loved beauty before.

She always looked uncertain.

When she saw Qing'er, she was extremely happy.

The strange thing is that Ying'er, who usually speaks straightforwardly, also becomes stumbling when it comes to the business of Chaxiangju, and sometimes even avoids the topic.

Listening to Ying'er, since Qing'er left, Yujuan has become a sister under Liuniang, and she has helped to deal with many things.

It seems that Yujuan is still a very capable person.

It's just that Qing'er once covered her brilliance, and she was so jealous, even hateful.

No matter what, whether it is past grievances or hatred, they are all in the past, they are all sisters, and Qing'er no longer wants to fight like in the past.

Wouldn't it be better if we could turn hostility into friendship?

It's just that I don't know why, Qing'er has never seen her in the past few days since she came back, and she hasn't even seen her occasionally.

Chaxiangju is not big, and it is impossible to say that she can't touch it, unless, she has been avoiding Qing'er and doesn't want to see it.

Does her heart still refuse to let go?

Qing'er sometimes pondered.

Four days have passed peacefully.

Actually, it's good to live peacefully every day.

You don't have to think about anything, and your mind doesn't get too tired.

In the gazebo in the backyard.

Qing'er did it quietly, looking up at the sky.

I sat from morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, and it was getting dark.

The bright sky also darkened.

I don't know when, Li Chun, the king of Guangling, stood by the pavilion and stared at Qing'er quietly.

That's it, for a long time.

"You don't have to worry about your errands, I have arranged for the moon slave girl to help you work for a few days. You just have to live here in peace and don't worry about anything else. ”

Qing'er looked at him and nodded.

The hazy teary eyes are still difficult to suppress.

"I've envisioned too many endings, but no matter how much I thought about them, it shouldn't have been this way anyway! Why is this happening! ”

He approached softly and took her in his arms.

Such an ending, although it seems sad to him, is a doomed fate.

One is a noble princess and a lowly painter, how can they come together.

He had already seen it clearly, but he had seen the fate of others clearly, what about his own.

"Qing'er, you think too much, and you care too much! Now you really have to care about yourself! Do you know? ”

Li Chun complained and comforted.

"In the affairs of the palace, there is too much incompetence and inaction, and there is too much helplessness. It's all gone, don't get along with yourself anymore, understand? ”

Suddenly, Qing'er held Li Chun's hand tightly, reluctant to let go of it.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"The slave doesn't want to be the second Yan Danqing, is it okay?"

He gently stroked his face and held her in his arms.

The same fate, how could it happen to the two of them, how could he allow it.

He saw the fate of others, how could he still be at the mercy of his own fate.

"Qing'er, you won't be the second Yan Danqing!"

He looked into the distance, his gaze cold.

There was still a long way to go, and he didn't want her to get hurt again.