That night, Yan Lingge had dinner and wandered around the house before returning to the room. But she didn't expect that as soon as she walked into the house, she saw Nangong Qiyue packing her baggage.

"You're leaving?"

"Well, I'll leave early tomorrow morning, after all, this matter is related to the stability of the country and can't be delayed. ”

"Oh. ”

Responding lightly to Nangong Qiyue, Yan Lingge walked to the back of the piano table and plucked the strings casually,

"Ge'er, you're ...... Still mad at me?"

Hearing the untuned piano sound, Nangong Qiyue put down the folded clothes in her hand and asked Yan Lingge cautiously.

"Where do I have the leisure to be angry with you?"

Without looking at Nangong Qiyue, Yan Lingge took a piece of Jinpai and wiped the body very carefully.

"Ge'er. ”

Walking to Yan Lingge's side, Nangong Qiyue's figure was reflected on the qin body by the candlelight.

"Since today's speech, you haven't spoken to me properly, and you still say that you are not angry?"

"Cut, self-inflicted. ”

With a cold snort, Yan Lingge raised his head and frowned.

"Go up and stand up, stop me from wiping the piano. ”

"Song ......"

Nangong Qiyue moved to the side.

"If my trip goes well, but I'll be back in ten days and half a month, don't be angry, okay......"

"Nangong Qiyue, aren't you leaving tomorrow morning, why don't you pack up your things, what are you entangled with me here?"

Finally, he couldn't stand Nangong Qiyue's repeated questioning, Yan Lingge threw Jinpa on the table, then stood up and looked at him angrily.

"Ge'er?"

Yan Lingge's sudden anger made Nangong Qiyue panic, but for a while, he didn't know what to say to make Yan Lingge angry.

So his hands were clenched and loosened, and he looked at Yan Lingge with some anxiety.

And Yan Lingge looked at Nangong Qiyue's cautious appearance, and suddenly felt that his reaction just now was a little too much. But I don't know if it's the little "arrogance" in her heart, even though she knows that she shouldn't be angry with Nangong Qiyue, but she can't pull her face to apologize to Nangong Qiyue.

Therefore, after taking a deep look at Nangong Qiyue, she turned her head and shouted at the door: "Yihe." ”

"The slave is here. ”

Outside the door, Yihe had been standing with her hands down, and when she heard Yan Lingge's angry cry in the room, she quickly lowered her head and walked into the house.

"What do you command, Madame?"

"Go clean up a room, I'll sleep tonight. ”

"Huh?"

"Song ......"

As soon as she heard that Yan Lingge was going to sleep in a separate room with her, Nangong Qiyue couldn't help but be more anxious.

Although except for last night, even if the two of them slept in the same room in the past few days, she slept on the bed by herself, but ...... But now that the two have been skin-to-skin after all, how can they sleep in separate rooms?

"What are you doing?

Ignoring the growing anxiety on Nangong Qiyue's face, Yan Lingge urged with a lotus.

"General, ma'am, this ......"

Although he has not yet married and married someone, Yihe also knows that husband and wife have always shared the same bed, where is the reason for living in the same room?

So she raised her head and looked at Nangong Qiyue, who was not very good-looking, with an inquiring gaze.

"Look what he's doing! Are you his girl or my girl?"

Seeing Yihe looking at Nangong Qiyue with "affection", the anger in Yan Lingge's heart, which had been slightly reduced because of guilt, suddenly rose again.

"If you are told to go, you will go, what is the rubbing!"

"Yes. ”

Seeing that Nangong Qiyue gave herself a look, Yihe responded to Yan Lingge's words, and hurriedly went out to clean up the wing room next door.

"Ge'er, tonight, you sleep here, I'll go to sleep in the wing. ”

Nangong Qiyue knew that Yan Lingge was angry now, and she couldn't listen to what she said. So after a secret sigh, he turned and walked out.

"Damn Nangong Qiyue!"

Seeing Nangong Qiyue's figure disappear into the room, Yan Lingge scolded hatefully, and then didn't change his bedclothes, so he lay down directly on the bed.

......

Before dawn the next day, Yan Lingge woke up. It's not so much that she woke up, but that she didn't fall asleep at all that night.

Although Nangong Qiyue said that the emperor just sent him to Jiuqu City to check on Jiang Ren's situation, as long as anyone with a discerning eye knows that his trip is definitely not so simple. Otherwise, if it was just to investigate Jiang Ren's movements, how could the emperor send the dignified general to protect the country in person?

So after tossing and turning all night, Yan Lingge's mind was full of speculations about the unknown future of Nangong Qiyue.

At this time, she had to admit that she was indeed very worried about him.

"Phew, Nangong Qiyue, what do you have to worry about you so much?"

With a light smack, Yan Lingge turned over and sat up.

"Yihe, is Nangong Qiyue gone?"

"Madame Hui, the general has just left the door, and he is ready to leave. ”

Because Yan Lingge was full of anger last night, Yihe, who had been guarding outside, didn't dare to close her eyes all night, she was afraid that Yan Lingge would have something to do at night and if she fell asleep, she would make Yan Lingge angry again.

"Ready to go?"

After listening attentively, Yan Lingge was a little happy when he heard a sound of footsteps outside the door that was light but clearly audible at this moment.

But when she heard the footsteps fade away, the smile on her lips that had not yet fully bloomed froze there.

"Okay, you Nangong Qiyue, you dare not come to say goodbye to me before leaving!"

Clenching his fists tightly, Yan Lingge gritted his teeth in anger.

But suddenly, she quickly jumped out of bed and walked behind the table.

Taking a deep breath, although Yan Lingge still had residual anger on her face, she raised her hand and plucked the strings, and the melody of the dust and emptiness, but with a little indescribable and indescribable feelings, slowly flowed out from under her fingers.

"Ge'er, I'll be back soon. ”

In the courtyard, Nangong Qiyue's steps were stopped when the sound of the piano suddenly sounded behind her.

Stopped, turned around, and looked at the room that faintly revealed the dim candlelight, the corners of Nangong Qiyue's mouth couldn't help but hook.

......

The sky was already completely bright, but after Nangong Qiyue left, Yan Lingge didn't feel a little sleepy.

Just opened his eyes and watched the room become brighter little by little, Yan Lingge yawned, not called Yihe, got up and washed his face, and after pulling up his hair with a hosta, he sat behind the piano table in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

So when Xie Runzhu and Xie Yanfeng walked in, what they saw was Yan Lingge stunned, listless, and even a little haggard.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

Walking up to Yan Lingge with some surprise, Xie Yanfeng said, "Why didn't you see the princess a little haggard after a night?"

“......”

Glancing at Xie Yanfeng silently, Yan Lingge did not speak.

"Tsk, could it be that I didn't sleep all night because I was worried about Qi Yue?"

felt that he had guessed Yan Lingge's thoughts, so Xie Yanfeng smiled proudly.

"Unexpectedly, the princess turned out to be a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person?"

"Thank you. ”

Glancing at Xie Yanfeng, Yan Lingge said, "If you talk again, I'll throw you out." ”

"You ......"

"Princess, don't be like words. ”

Although he knew that Yan Lingge was just verbally scaring Xie Yanfeng, Xie Runzhu still said with a smile: "He has always been open-mouthed, don't be angry, princess." ”

"I'm not angry. ”

Because Xie Runzhu has always been a gentle and humble son, so in front of him, Yan Lingge couldn't say a word. She always felt that it was very inappropriate to make a "faux pas" in front of Xie Runzhu.

So smiling at Xie Runzhu, Yan Lingge said, "Why are you here?"

"My brother said that because Qi Yue was gone, he was afraid that you would be unhappy, so he came to see you. ”

Pretending not to see Xie Runzhu shaking his head slightly, Xie Yanfeng said dissatisfiedly: "Princess, this is your mistake." You have always been so gentle to my brother, but you are fierce to me and Qi Yue......"

"Stinky boy, who do you say is fierce?"

Before Xie Yanfeng finished speaking, Yan Lingge glared at him angrily.

"Look, why don't you stare at my brother?"

Deliberately hiding behind Xie Runzhu, Xie Yanfeng said as if unintentionally: "Princess, could it be that you really like it, my brother like this?"

"Style, what nonsense!"

Hearing Xie Yanfeng's words, Xie Runzhu was shocked and looked forward to it a little.

Could it be, could it be that the princess is also a little ...... to herself? What do you like?

Holding the folding fan in his hand tightly, Xie Runzhu's gaze fell on Yan Lingge a little evasively. But then, Yan Lingge's words made his heart fall into an ice cave.

"Xie Yanfeng, the woods on the outskirts of the city are very lively at night, do you want to go and see it tonight. ”

As soon as the threatening words came out, Yan Lingge looked at Xie Yanfeng's somewhat frightened appearance, and snorted proudly. Then she turned to Xie Runzhu and said, "Little Marquis Xie, you also said just now that Xie Yanfeng has always been open-mouthed, so just now, you should pretend that you didn't hear it." The conscience of heaven and earth, I don't have the slightest thought or transgression for you!"

"Oh. ”

Listening to Yan Lingge's words, Xie Runzhu's heart was full of bitterness, but at the same time, there was a hint of relief.

"The princess doesn't care. ”

"Anyway, he can't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth, so I naturally don't care. ”

Shaking his head indifferently, Yan Lingge said again: "Because of my identity, some things are inconvenient to do. If there is news about Nangong Qiyue in the court, please come and tell the little marquis Xie to come and tell me. ”

"Naturally. ”

Xie Runzhu smiled lightly and nodded.

"But the princess doesn't have to worry too much, Qi Yue went to bring hundreds of personal soldiers this time, and his own martial arts are not weak, so there should be no accidents. ”

"Hmm. ”

Although Xie Runzhu's words made sense, the sorrow between Yan Lingge's eyebrows still did not dissipate.

"It's good to see the princess today, and there are still things to deal with at home, so I'll go back first." ”

Still smiling faintly, Xie Runzhu waved his hand at Yan Lingge.

"Okay, thank you for your concern, little Hou Ye walks slowly. ”

got up and sent Xie Runzhu and the two to the door, Yan Lingge watched the backs of the two of them slowly walk away, and sighed softly.

Alas, this little marquis Xie's feelings for himself seem to be as simple as more than just friends! It's just a pity that he is ...... Alas!