Fortunately, the people in the palace were afraid of Ling Xingyue's keen grasp of people's hearts, and coupled with Ling Xingyue's love for Leng Qingqiu, no one of them talked too much about the affairs of the prince and the side lady.

Besides, the little prince didn't like people in front of him, so what was going on at night, whether he went to see Leng Qingqiu, no one knew this, and he didn't dare to ask, and slowly, everyone got used to the way the two masters in the house got along.

"Sit down, I'll get you a hand warmer."

Although Ling Xingyue's tone was indifferent, she still personally went over and took a fox tail and fluffy hand warmer and handed it to Leng Qingqiu.

"You came to me personally, but what's the matter?"

Ling Xingyue didn't look at Leng Qingqiu, but still looked at the frost moon on the ground with a light as white jade.

Leng Qingqiu looked at Ling Xingyue in front of him and suddenly lost the courage to question, or the desire to question.

Outside the window, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the evening breeze sends cold, the clear light is washed, and the Milky Way is leaked.

"Xingyue ......" Leng Qingqiu looked at Ling Xingyue's cold side face very sadly, a little fragile and helpless appeared on her face, and then sighed slightly, holding the hand warm fox sleeve that seemed to warm her with both hands, and turned to leave.

Ling Xingyue didn't know what Leng Qingqiu was thinking again, but he couldn't open his mouth to make any explanation, and he believed that with Leng Qingqiu's calm, intelligent and witty seven-trick heart, he would always understand and know it in the end.

Then it would be better to give her some time to digest it on her own than to tell her the truth now, and when the time comes, he will be willing to return it to her.

Such a good time is not so easy to stay, and soon life pulls the wheel of time and unconsciously moves forward for a long distance.

After a good night's sleep, I woke up again, it was a sunny day, the slightly cold spring breeze came in through the window lattice, and there was a rare bird sound in the courtyard, which seemed to be whispering tactfully, although the festival of the year has passed more than ten days, the cedar waves are still cold and murmuring.

Ling Xingyue walked out of the couch screen barefoot, pushed open the window, the snow foam rosin came with a trace of cloud flocculents, and a pair of Ling Que under the eaves of the corridor were building a nest in the mud, fluttering their wings and busy, sometimes rubbing each other affectionately to show encouragement, sometimes chattering and noisy, it seemed that there was a disagreement over the placement of a straw, seeing Ling Xingyue looking at them with blazing eyes, I don't know if it was because she smelled the breath of the civet on Ling Xingyue's body, or if she was tired of arguing, she suddenly stopped the quarrel and hid her head timidly under her wings, Secretly glanced at Ling Xingyue from time to time through the gap in the feathers.

For many days, Ling Xingyue has been in a very good mood, and she always has a gorgeous expression of pear blossoms on her face, especially today's Ling Xingyue, her face is extremely gentle, and even her usual cold tone does not show a trace of joy.

All of this was because it was not easy tonight to implore the Dao Lan family and his wife to agree that he would take Lan Keman to the palace and make the lanterns to be used in the fifteenth night to worship the Snow Maiden.

Originally, Lan Jing and Chu Lian didn't seem to have the will to let Lan Keman go to the palace again anyway, Ling Xingyue had to carefully say a number of reasons, and it seemed that there was a sentence in it: "Miss Lan and I were able to return because of the blessing of the Snow Maiden, so this lantern dedicated to the Snow Maiden must be done by me and Miss Lan to show our piety." The Lan couple was completely moved, and Lan Keman came to the palace with Ling Xingyue's soft curtain.

The night was as cold as water, Ling Xingyue placed this Lan Keman to sit beside him, drove all the subordinates away, and left only himself, serving tea and water, while teaching Lan Keman how to make this snow lotus lantern hand in hand, while serving Lan Keman's side diligently.

But in this world, there is a good apprentice who is clever, but there may not be a good apprentice who is smart and clever.

Looking at Lan Keman's slender little fingers, unable to bend even a bamboo strip the thickness of incense, Ling Xingyue couldn't help but smile bitterly, and couldn't help but joke silently in her heart:

"Look at this girl's smart and clever clothes on weekdays, but as far as your hands-on ability is concerned, it is really flattering, if she has half the dexterity in her hands, half of her climbing trees and breaking husband and wife, it will not be now, even a lantern skeleton has not been completed."

But he didn't dare to say it, and he looked at Lan Keman with such a clumsy appearance in his heart, so much that he felt that it was so cute that people couldn't wait to rub her little head into his arms, and kiss her head a few more times.

In order to highlight his sincerity to the Snow Maiden, and also to make up for the guilt of himself and Ling Xingyue accidentally entering the cave and breaking the seal, Lan Keman insisted on making the "most beautiful" snow lotus lantern by himself.

But the wisps of red thread seemed to be completely unaware of Lan Keman's great ambition, either suddenly, the red thread entangled Lan Keman himself, or he filled his hands with the paste, and then followed the red thread everywhere.

The most ridiculous thing is that just when Lan Keman was trying his luck at his fingertips and pressing the bamboo strip to complete the appearance of the snow lotus he wanted, the bamboo strip was very naughty and disobedient and bounced, and came straight to Lan Keman's head and forehead, Ling Xingyue was holding a glass of water, and was ordered by Lan Keman to stand in the distance, not to come over to help, so that the bamboo strip was watched by Ling Xingyue and flicked fiercely between the nose and eyebrows.

With a cry of "Ahh The cup in Ling Xingyue's hand was still under all of a sudden, and she hurried over, looking at the red Lan Keman with her hands full of paste, the tip of her nose being played, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain, she really couldn't cry or laugh, she quickly pulled it into her arms in distress, comforted her softly, and then took out a box of cool ointment, and gave Lan Keman a thin rub between the tip of her nose and her forehead, and gently "exhaled" two breaths, before taking a hot towel, and carefully helped Lan Keman wipe off the rivers and lakes on his hands that were almost sticking to his fingers, and the confetti on his little face. Bypassing the tightly wrapped red line, his face was gentle, and the smile was about to overflow the corners of his mouth but he endured it, just when Lan Keman raised his eyes to see it.

"Don't laugh at me! Ling Xingyue! You're still laughing! ”

Under the glass lamp, the beautiful shadows are both beautiful, charming and warm, occasionally gazing, and the friendship is unlimited.

Lan Keman no longer insisted on completing it alone, and had no choice but to signal Ling Xingyue with his eyes to come over to help, of course Ling Xingyue was a hundred willing, and he came over happily, sat down next to Lan Keman, and began the production of the "most beautiful" snow lotus lamp in Lan Keman's mouth.