Xiang Ye went to the palace to read books today, and when he arrived at the library pavilion, Wen Qingyi had already turned his back early, climbed on the ladder, and took care of the books one by one.

Xiang Ye took the waist card and showed it to the door, then slowly shook it to her head, and without waiting for her to speak, Wen Qingzhen took the lead in speaking without looking back: "What book do you want to read again?" ”

She poked left and right, and asked Wen Qingyun in a low voice, "Is there anyone else in there?" ”

Wen Qingyi still carried her on her back and said, "Can someone be as loud as you?" ”

Xiang Ye learned that there were only the two of them here, so he naturally relaxed. She took two steps back, leaned against the bookshelf opposite Wen Qingyi, sat on the side with a small buttocks, her legs in the air, and swayed loosely.

She said, "What new books have you been in lately? ”

Wen Qingyi said: "A large amount of silver has been allocated to the border pass, and the pickled people in the palace don't know how much they have swallowed. People who can't tolerate pickling are allowed to pickle noodles, and they are not allowed to enter the 'broken book'. ”

Wen Qingyi finally turned around, shook the book with one hand a few times, raised his left eyebrow at Xiang Ye, and said, "So, Miss Xiang, I don't have any good books to read today." ”

Xiang Ye raised his right hand, made a fake hook and threw the book over, and when he saw that she really wanted to throw it, he hurriedly raised his hands in front of his face to block it, hiding in the crack and snickering.

Wen Qingzhen looked at her very monkeyly, didn't come and go with her more, pursed her lips, and continued to read the book.

Xiang Ye saw that she turned around again, put her hand down, pestle her big head, her legs were still shaking, she said: "Then I don't care, I don't have good books to read, I just look at beautiful women." Anyway, it's going to be a daylight here for you, and you can't hide from it. ”

Wen Qingyi laughed out loud and said: "You are gentle and elegant, well-read, knowledgeable, and boastful of everything you have seen, and Xiang Ye's bearing and charm are not bad at all from a fairy." Why do you start playing with children every time you meet me? ”

Xiang Ye laughed after hearing this, she leaned back, leaned on the table more loosely, her legs shook a little slower, but still brisk, she had a playful tone, but because she spit out slowly word by word, she added serious tenderness, she said: "Adults should spoil children, this is the same truth for thousands of years." You are five years older than me, and you don't know how much more than me, so naturally you should let me do more. With others, I don't want to be naughty, and with you, I'm not afraid of what I look like, and it's more comfortable to joke about the world. Speaking of which, you shouldn't blame me, you should blame yourself, you were born too beautiful. ”

Wen Qingzhen grinned toothily and joked with her: "Then you abandoned your royal brother, and I will take you to wander the world." ”

Xiang Ye smiled happily, shook his head vigorously, and said, "That's not possible, I can't give you the happiness you want." went with you, and you had to be left behind halfway. ”

Wen Qingyi said: "How can I be such a negative lover? ”

Xiang Ye yawned, and said in a whining voice: "The oath ran out of your mouth, and my ears heard it; My heart grows in your flesh, beating alive, and my heart should be with you. It tells me everything, so how could I not believe it and choose to trust my ears? ”

Wen Qingyun slipped down the ladder while listening, and said to her, "You are born so clearly, how did you find Jian Yunyun?" ”

Xiang Ye also jumped off the empty pole on the shelf and said to her: "Xu is destined for his previous life, and he came by chance." But Wen Qingyi, believe me, I always thought that you would wait. ”

Wen Qingji was stunned by her eyes, clear and firm, full of emotion could not extinguish the faint core fire in her pupils, Wen Qingzhen smiled, did not speak, and thought in her heart, Xiang Ye is always like this, giving people strength and shine before the tragic result.

Wen Qingyi took the file that had just been sorted back into the cabinet, and Xiang Ye took advantage of her busy work to find a random script to look at and kill time.

When Wen Qingyi came back after finishing his work, he had a scroll painting in his hand. She unceremoniously threw the painttube on the table, took herself a small teacup of water, and sat down in a chair and swayed to drink.

While blowing hot air, she said to Xiang Ye: "This is a relationship painting that has just been saved in copy, I see that you are also on it, I want to see it for myself." ”

As soon as Xiang Ye heard it, he knew that she was talking about the "noble girl picture" that Lu Tanwei painted for them a few days ago. ”

She nodded, and the force of the painting unconsciously lightened, and the whole movement was slow and careful.

Wen Qingzhen looked at her like this, and her heart was even more uncomfortable.

That's it, Xiang Ye finished reading it himself, and asked her again: "Have you seen it, the painting is really good." ”

Wen Qingyi sneered and replied: "No matter how good it is, it is a soulless vulgar thing." ”

Xiang Ye heard her and felt wrong, so he asked her, "What do you say?" ”

Wen Qingzhen said: "Do you know the maid of the Jingrong County Lord? ”

Xiang Ye shook his head and asked again, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Qingyi said: "That girl had a good life, but she was ruined by him with two words." was originally a first-class girl by Jingrong's side, just waiting for a good kiss to live a lifetime. Now Jingrong drove her to the other courtyard, because of her appearance, she didn't dare to enter the rice for several days, she fell ill, and she is still lying down. ”

Xiang Ye was a little emotional, but asked her first: "How do you know so clearly?" ”

Xiang Ye understands Wen Qingyi, she is by no means a person who cares about these comings and goings, ups and downs, and short parents. When people gather in front of her to gossip, she will definitely take a detour to avoid it. Even if someone comes to talk to her, she will taunt others and then drift away. This is the first time that Xiang Ye has heard someone else's story from her mouth that she doesn't know since the two of them have known each other for so long.

Wen Qingyi said indifferently: "When I went home the day before yesterday, her sister fainted on the road, blocking my way, I gave her a bowl of water to drink, and she couldn't stop crying when she came together." The palace used this as a joke, and it wasn't a day or two to tell it. ”

Halfway through her speech, she pointed to the pair of sword-wielding Han brothers guarding the door, round and strong. She said: "They both know it, and they can't stop croaking while eating. ”

The two Han brothers at the door are not weak in martial arts, they are not far from the door, and Xiang Ye can hear it every time he talks to Wen Qingji. Overhearing this, and feeling that the two of them should talk about themselves, the two brothers turned back together and smiled loudly.

Wen Qingyi chuckled and glanced at them.

Xiang Ye was also amused by the two of them and winked at them.

The two drank a cup of tea, and Wen Qingyi asked again: "Why do you love the paintings of those people so much?" ”

Xiang Ye put down the cup and asked her, "Have you seen his paintings before?" ”

Wen Qingzhen said: "No, I only love to watch Zhang Sengqiu." ”

Xiang Ye said: "That dragon, snake and ghost, you are not afraid. ”

Wen Qingyi said: "If he hadn't been from a single country, I would have written a book of paintings specifically for him." ”

Xiang Ye said: "The people he paints are very real, and they are also plump. There is a good evaluation that says, 'The pen is only one or two, and it seems to have been done.' ’”

Wen Qingyi said: "Sprinkling has the fun of sprinkling, and sparse sex." ”

Xiang Ye was puzzled: "Which shape?" ”

Wen Qingyi said: "Human nature. ”

Xiang Ye thought about it for a while, and joked to her: "You are good at literature and science." ”

Wen Qingyi took another sip of tea and wanted to drive her away.

Without waiting for her to speak, Xiang Ye said again: "It's a pity that I still love Lu Tanwei more." ”

Wen Qingyi didn't want to hear it even more, and waved at her impatiently.

She slapped Wen Qingyi's hand lightly and said, "You don't come, listen to me." ”

Wen Qingyi exhaled heavily, and his mouth was pulled in a straight line.

Xiang Ye said: "I have known him since I was a child, and according to your words, although what he felt did not synthesize his temperament, but he did not reserve his paintings. I've never met anyone more gifted and better at drawing. He was born to paint, and each time he painted, he urged people to love it a little more. I know that you have always deliberately avoided these powerful people, so even if everyone in the world says that he is good, if you don't want to see it, you won't watch it. But try to believe me once, and I am confident that he will catch you, and fill your perception in ways you can't imagine. ”

Wen Qingyi's eyes did not move, his face was not cold, but there was no superfluous expression.