Lanyun Pavilion seems to be far away from the world, a pearl of the sea, standing between heaven and earth. Even the hot wind of midsummer is eager, and there is only a touch of coolness.

The breeze curled up Junqing's blue sideburns and brushed it over her eyes, and the green silk condensed into a pitch-black barrier in front of her, only a few light lines stood out. However, the darkness was only for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in front of my eyes, leaving only a clear wind and white light.

Li Congyao looked at Jun Qinglan, the woman's eyes were bright and moist, they were clear that he had never seen before, but when he first saw it, he seemed to be blinded by a layer of darkness and darkness. After that breeze, it suddenly brightened like the brightest star in the night sky.

He slowly looked away: "Rong Xi, pass on the meal." ”

“…… Kindness? Jun Qinglan was stunned, this is ...... Want to eat? Isn't it, it's already past noon, and it's almost time. When people are eating, it's a bit rude to poke like this.

"Retire from your duties."

"Not necessarily." Li Congyao's complexion was light: "This king has already had lunch." ”

Jun Qinglan blinked, so what?

"Your Excellency." Rong Xi entered the hall with a tray in his hand and a smile: "This lunch was specially ordered by the prince to be left for you." The minions have never served an adult before, and they do not know your tastes, nor do they know whether they are suitable or not. Bear with me, and use some of it. ”

Rong Xi said, and had already placed the cups, plates, and dishes in the tray on the pear blossom wood round table in the small hall. Jun Qinglan quickly glanced at it, it was four stacks of side dishes and a bowl of sticky blue soup.

"It's a green plum soup." Rong Xi smiled and said: "Now that the heat is in full swing, Lord Jun is always running around, and it is inevitable that he will be hot and thirsty. The servant ordered someone to chop up the pickled green plums, and mixed osmanthus rock sugar to boil this bowl of green plum soup. Gentleman, please try it to see if it suits your taste? ”

Jun Qinglan glanced at Li Congyao, the man took a book on the table and looked at it, and he didn't pay attention to the personnel here. Look at this, I'm afraid it's really not okay not to eat.

So, she said thank you and took a few bites of green plum soup. But I felt sweet and sour, and my appetite was immediately great, and I suddenly felt hungry. Only then did I remember that I had never eaten anything since I had eaten some cherry wine at Miao Youxin's house in the morning, and I was already hungry.

Rong Xi looked at her and knew that this bowl of soup was her favorite, so she smiled and said: "When people in the world boil green plum soup, it is always good to take it cold, and it is refreshing for a while." But I don't know that being greedy for cold will only hurt my stomach and intestines, and aggravate my symptoms of heat and stagnation. Therefore, the minions did not freeze it, but only boiled it early to cool it. The temperature is just right, but the adults are hungry? ”

Jun Qinglan nodded seriously. Rong Xi smiled and uncovered the silver buckle bowls on the four plates. One is fried golden and crispy Jushengnu, the other is the soft beef intestine with flowers, a gold and silver sandwich flower, and a duck flower soup cake, all of which are just the same temperature as the green plum soup.

Jun Qinglan's index finger moved, and he couldn't guess Li Congyao's purpose anymore, so he copied the chopsticks in his hand and ate them. After a moment's effort, the food on the table was gone.

Rong Xi smiled happily: "This duck flower soup cake should have been made by the chef in front of adults, it is delicious and beautiful." It's a pity that there is no time, and it has to be like this, and there is always less fun. ”

"You're welcome." Jun Qinglan swallowed the last bite of the soup cake and wiped her mouth with satisfaction: "It's already good." ”

Rong Xi smiled and cleaned up the scraps.

"Finished eating?" Li Congyao only put down the book at this time, raised his head and glanced this way.

Jun Qinglan's heart sank. People are most likely to relax when they are full of food and drink, how can they forget where they are at the moment when they see a table of food? Fortunately, Li Congyao's voice has always been as condensed as ice, and as soon as he opened his throat, it was like pouring cold water on his head, and the whole person suddenly sobered up.

"Thank you Lord Duan for your hospitality."

"Yes." Li Congyao withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at her: "Take her down and hand her over to Rong Han." ”

Rong Xi agreed, and looked at Jun Qinglan with a smile: "Lord Jun, let's go?" ”

"Oh." Jun Qinglan replied.

Li Congyao had already buried himself in the scroll again. The man was half-hanging his head at the moment, and he had all the indifference and coldness in his eyes, leaving only a beautiful silhouette. The breeze rolled up his plain white gauze clothes, and the son was like a jade, unparalleled in the world.

Jun Qinglan immediately raised her eyebrows, and bowed solemnly to his silhouette: "Retire from your humble position." ”

"We have a lot of steps in Lanyun Pavilion, Lord Jun must be careful about your step." Rong Xi smiled and sent Jun Qinglan out of the main hall and stopped leaving, only raised his hand and pointed to a place under the steps: "Rong Han is waiting there for your lord." ”

"Thank you."

When he saw Rong Han, Jun Qinglan was completely sober. Jiang Yufan always said that Li Congyao was cold like an iceman and didn't understand human nature, but that was not necessarily the case. Li Congyao only had indifference in his eyes, which was the coldness born after he had already seen through the world and was completely desperate for this red dust. Rong Han is really cold, there is no light in his eyes, he is like dead ashes, no matter how big the flame is, it can no longer ignite him.

Every time she saw the man, she couldn't think of any more thoughts. If she was still grateful for Li Congyao's hospitality and Rong Xi's thoughtfulness in Lanyun Pavilion, it was gone at this time. Li Congyao is the god of war of Shura who crisscrosses the battlefield. Even if Duanwangfu fell and his father and brother died one after another, he was still able to support Duanwangfu with his weak strength and broken body. How could such a person be kind to her for no reason?

He did that thing just by raising his hands, but he was afraid that the price he would have to pay next was unimaginable to her.

"Your Excellency is on the wrong track." Rong Han held the sword and looked at it coldly, and stopped Jun Qinglan from continuing to move forward: "Please follow the minions, there are many courtyards in Duanwangfu, don't get lost." ”

"This is the way out of the house." Jun Qinglan raised her eyebrows and looked around. Although her memory is not as good as Jiang Yufan's, she can still remember a road.

"The prince did not ask the adults to leave the mansion at this moment."

"Is it convenient?" Jun Qinglan didn't think that Li Congyao's Duanwang Mansion was a place where anyone could visit freely.

"Your Excellency just follows." Rong Han never refused to say half a word, so he turned around. Every pore on Zhou's body is conveying a message to Jun Qinglan, I don't want to talk to you.

Jun Qinglan didn't speak anymore, and just followed him honestly.

The two of them were far away from Lanyue Pavilion, and then passed through the courtyard of the two entrances, and gradually deviated from the main road. Jun Qinglan looked around quickly without a trace, and secretly remembered everything around him. After walking for a while, you can only see the eaves flying in the corner of Lanyue Pavilion. However, the surrounding scenery is very different from the previous courtyard.

There is a dark fragrance floating in all directions, and there are light and deep petals in the sky and the blue sky and bright sun. The petals are light and thin, and they suddenly become transparent in the sunlight, revealing the clear veins in the petals. The falling flowers were like rain, brushing over Jun Qinglan's cheeks and resting on her shoulders.

Jun Qinglan raised her hand and pinched the petals with her plain white fingertips. The moist touch seems to feel the fragrance of its bloom and branches. Jun Qinglan's heart was a little trance, the begonia spring is thick, this is the beauty of her daughter's family. Such a beauty is something that cannot be integrated with the cold and indifferent Duanwang Mansion in any case.

She looked up slowly, and finally saw a courtyard wall five feet to her side. A begonia tree was planted at the end of the courtyard wall, and the huge canopy poked out of the wall. In the courtyard, there are women laughing from time to time, and silver bells are as cheerful and beautiful as silver.

"It's ......."

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, please speed up your journey." Rong Han held his sword and looked at Jun Qinglan, and his eyes suddenly became a little more vigilant.

"Okay." Jun Qinglan has never liked to explore people's privacy.

Li Congyao went to the battlefield at the age of 14, became famous all over the world at the age of 15, and returned home with coughing up blood at the age of 18, and it has been a full eight years since then. He must still be twenty-six or seventeen years old, and it is really normal for him to have a female dependant in the palace. It's not worth exploring.

Seeing that the two of them were about to pass in front of the courtyard, a scream suddenly came from the courtyard. The sound came abruptly, without warning, and it was sharp and high-pitched. Even Jun Qinglan was startled, Rong Han's face rarely changed, and his steps stopped.

Unbeknownst to him, this scream did not stop there. In an instant, it became a woman's hysterical scream, and there was obviously a commotion in the courtyard. The sound of shouting, scolding, footsteps, and crying came at the same time.

"It's ......." Jun Qinglan felt that it seemed a little inappropriate not to say something at this time: "Do you need help?" ”

Rong Han didn't make a sound, just stood quietly outside the courtyard and guarded. The sword in his arms was clearly held a little tighter, and his dead eyes suddenly lit up, as cold and sharp as a blade.

He's ...... Nervous?

Jun Qinglan immediately opened her eyes, and suddenly felt uneasy. She seemed to have inadvertently seen something she shouldn't have seen.

The shouting in the courtyard gradually stopped, and only the low whimpering that was extremely suppressed remained. Rong Han lowered his eyes slightly, and turned around suddenly: "Let's go." ”

He walked very fast, and the sword he had been holding in his arms was lowered, and he only held it tightly with one hand. Jun Qinglan clearly saw that the hand he was holding the sword was exposed. However, the man never said a word. She quickly turned around and took a look, and the plaque in the small courtyard under the sun had the words Begonia Garden written on it. The handwriting is sprinkled and handsome. The handwriting on the Lanyun Pavilion with Li Congyao is clearly from the hand of one person. On the gate of Begonia Garden, there is a bronze lock hanging brightly, covering up all the situation inside.

She immediately turned around and quickly caught up with Rong Han, and she didn't say a word. There are some things to remember after reading them, and some things to forget immediately. If you have a bad memory, you can live a long time.

Rong Han was obviously in a bad mood at this time, and his face was even more gloomy. took Jun Qinglan out of the back door of the palace, walked to a house across the street and stopped.

"Here we are." He looked at Jun Qinglan coldly: "The prince ordered the servants to bring you to meet them, please go in." ”