In the evening, Willow Lane.

Qin Ci held a pot of wine in his hand and pushed open the half-hidden door.

When I saw the person wearing a brown flying fish suit sitting on a wicker chair with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep, he unconsciously lightened the sound of footsteps.

He placed the wine on the stone table, and a breeze blew through it, causing the leaves of the pear tree to whirl down.

As it was about to land on the face of the sitting man, it was intercepted by a slender hand.

As if afraid of accidentally disturbing the sleeping man, he pulled up the wide sleeved robe, revealing half of his white and distinct wrists.

The slightly raised bone joints and the shadowy green tendons are so slender that they can't find a trace of fault.

Holding the yellowed leaves, he straightened his robe and sat quietly on the other side.

Sensing the movement, Qianwan opened her eyes and heard a warm voice next to her, "Lord Qi is tired?" ”

“…… Sleep less. ”

The emperor is also a master.

It is said that the stars have changed in the past few days, and he is afraid that the gangsters will assassinate him, so he temporarily dispatched a number of brocade guards to guard him in shifts, from morning to night, day and night, more diligent than turning over the concubine brand.

Tut.

Qianwan thought about it and disgusted, yawned slightly, supported her chin with one hand, her eyes fell on the wine jug, and she frowned suspiciously, "What day?" ”

Qin Ci pursed his lips and chuckled, and pushed the wine over with the tip of his fan, "Taste it." ”

Qianwan's brows furrowed even deeper, glanced at him lightly, turned over a teacup and poured a cup.

A fresh fragrance spreads out, and you can smell the special aroma of the base notes.

Qianwan was slightly stunned.

Rubbing the teacup, he hesitated for a long time and took a sip.

…… This smell is somewhat familiar.

"Never sleep."

Qin Ci smiled and nodded, "This is craft brewing, I added peach dew and tea." ”

Qianwan poured another glass, and the look in her eyes was a little complicated, "You brewed it?" ”

"Isn't it like that?" Qin Ci unfolded the folding fan, the fan was a scattered bamboo forest, the face was as elegant and elegant as jade, he raised his eyes to look at Qianwan, his eyes were soft, like the flowing clouds that crossed the sky when Wan Lai was silent.

An indescribable sense of familiarity welled up in my mind.

Almost subconsciously, Qianwan blurted out, "Huaiyin, where is your Xiao?" ”

"Huh? Who is Huaiyin? Qin Ci closed the fan, looked at him in surprise, and asked a little funny, "I have a bad memory, although I am good at music, I have never played Xiao." ”

Qianwan drank the wine in the cup again, and chuckled, "I just looked at it, and I actually felt that you looked like a person." ”

Qin Ci asked, "Where is it?" ”

Qianye shook her head and said no more.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

An uninvited guest in a dark robe stepped in, "Brother Qi." ”

Han Yuan was not polite to Qianwan, "I met a child at the mouth of the alley, looking at your door from a distance and not daring to come in, who are you coming to see?" ”

Qianwan walked to the door suspiciously, and saw a child in coarse cloth standing outside the door, carrying a small cloth bag behind him, wringing his fingers crampedly, looking at her timidly.

Qianwan asked in a cold voice, "Are you ......?"

When the child heard his voice, his eyes immediately filled with mist, and he ran over and hugged his legs, "Brother Qi, I'm Lan Jian." ”

Qin Ci, who came over, was also stunned, the surname Lan ......

Will it have anything to do with the Lan family who was connected to the Nine Clans in the "Empty Seal Case" four years ago?

Lan Jian handed him a letter, and saw that the tears were about to fall again, "Brother Qi, the eldest mother has passed away...... The uncle who brought me ran away, and there was nowhere to go on the note......"

There was a hole in the tip of her shoe, and she looked guilty all the way.

Qianwan is not very good at comforting children, especially this kind of little girl who is as weak as a silk flower, patted her little head stiffly, and soothed, "Let's stay here first." ”

Qin Ci saw that he slapped those two strokes, sighed slightly, half-squatted down to look at the blue note, and asked gently, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Xu is he is too gentle, Lan Jian wrinkled his nose, and his crying stopped abruptly, "It's not ......"