The sky darkened quickly, and the autumn breeze added coldness and poetry.

Gu Qingping's courtyard was semi-nested in Cang Suniang's courtyard, separated by a moon gate.

"Prism Academy," Gu Qing said indifferently, not very concerned.

"Yes, the slave will send someone to return to Miss Yu." Tsing Yi sent a little girl to reply.

"Sister Qingping, your courtyard will be called Prism in the future. You can also name my yard. Jiang Chenyi carefully peeled oranges for Gu Qingping.

It's not the best season to eat oranges, it's too sour. Gu Qingping frowned, and then ate again.

"No need to peel it, I'm going to wash it first." Then call Tsing Yi in.

"I'm not good at taking the name of the hospital" didn't care if Jiang Chenyi heard it or not, so he walked towards Tsing Yi.

"Then my courtyard should also be called Ryonyin Temple." Gu Qingping ignored the voice behind him.

Later, when he saw the Prism Courtyard in the General's Mansion, Gu Qingping had three more black lines on his forehead.

"Little Miss, Miss is going to invite someone to come tomorrow and add a few maids to the yard, please go and see it tomorrow." Tsing Yi put down the basin and said.

"Hmm". Gu Qingping refused to wipe Tsing Yi for himself. Splash your face with water a few times to calm yourself down.

Gu Qingping felt that he was too weird. Especially in front of Jiang Chenyi, he always makes some childish funny moves, and sure enough, naivety is contagious.

After washing, I saw Jiang Chenyi lying on the bed reading a book. It's rare to see him quiet. For a moment, Gu Qingping was stunned.

Yes, what more? It's better to eat wine and drink tea. Go with your heart, don't worry too much.

"What are you reading?" Gu Qingping approached and asked casually.

"Lu's march record" Jiang Chenyi put away the book reverently, turned to Gu Qingping and said.

"The Lu Clan's marching record is very suitable for beginners, why do you want to be a major general?" Gu Qingping asked casually.

Jiang Chenyi's expression was very serious, and after a while, he replied, "I don't know." My uncle and father were both generals, and I will definitely be the same in the future. ”

Gu Qingping looked at Jiang Chenyi and didn't speak again. Climb into bed, close your eyes and fall asleep, hiding your inner turmoil. Fortunately, there is no more hero around him who bears the benevolence and morality of the common people in the world.

Jiang Chenyi still wanted to say something, but turned his head and saw that Gu Qingping's eyes were closed, so he stopped talking, closed the book, and lay down to sleep. Tsing Yi came in and blew out the light, and lay down on the collapse of the outer room.

In the courtyard of Weifang, that is, Cangsu Niang's courtyard, the lights are still on.

"Mama Zhao, am I wrong? I'm really vicious—" Cang Suniang cried to Mama Zhao with tears in her eyes.

"Miss, pay attention to your body, Miss still needs your care." Mama Zhao hurriedly intercepted Cang Suniang's words: "Blood relatives are the closest. ”

Cang Suniang also slowly controlled her emotions and laughed at herself. can persist in the inner house for so many years, and finally retreat with his whole body, which can be written into the annals of history. I am also a little disgusted with the way I am now, I have done it, I don't regret it, and I can't regret it.

Mama Zhao looked at the haggard woman under the lamp, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes loomed, and she was getting farther and farther away from her previous appearance. Thinking of the kind and innocent woman in the past, there was more distress for the woman in his eyes.

"Miss, it's time to rest, it's getting late." Mama Zhao comforted Cang Suniang. Either way, this state is the best right now.

After a while, the lights in the temple were also extinguished, and the entire house fell silent.

There was no word for the night, and a new day will continue to begin.