rushed to the gate of the palace in one breath, and Yan Qi was a little calm.

Why did you suddenly choose a wife for him?

Even if you choose a wife, why do you let Jiang Lingye choose? This is not the emperor's style of acting!

Isn't the emperor aware of what?!

Take advantage of this move to knock Jiang Lingran?

Thinking like this, the anger I had just felt at Jiang Lingran turned into distress.

Thinking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he went to Erhe Street without covering it up, and it was very likely that he was noticed by the emperor!

She must have been threatened by the emperor!

It must be so.

The Tinglan Garden was brightly lit, but it was quiet, and no one was waiting under the corridor.

In the room, Jiang Lingran was lying on the bookcase, pinching his brush and drawing with his eyebrows.

The incense burner in the corner of the table is steaming with a rich and sweet smell.

I bought the spice just two days ago, and I used it for the first time today.

After smelling it, Xiang Zhu felt that it was too greasy, it was not Jiang Lingran's liking, and he wanted to take it down, but Jiang Lingran said that it smelled good, and let it be placed on the corner of the table.

Looking at the lifelike ink bamboo on the drawing paper, Xiang Zhu smiled and said, "The girl is in a good mood today, and the bamboo painted is also beautiful." ”

Jiang Lingran didn't speak.

The door creaked open.

Yan Qi stepped into the room, saw her location clearly, and walked over.

Jiang Lingran glanced up briefly, and said with a slight smile: "You're here." ”

Yan Qi didn't expect to see her so indifferent, and frowned slightly.

After Jiang Lingran finished talking to him, he looked at Xiang Zhu sideways, and said softly: "Go and prepare refreshments." ”

Xiang Zhu bowed his head and retreated.

Jiang Lingran said: "You sit first." After saying that, he continued to paint: "I'll be fine right away." ”

Yan Qi stood still, looked at her quietly for a while, moved to the table, and said, "Jiang Lingran, do you have anything to say to me?" The tone was hesitant, as if he was a little unconfident.

Jiang Lingran was looking at the painting on the paper, and when he heard the words, he looked up at him and said a little dazedly: "What did you say?" ”

Yan Qi looked at her face and panicked.

There was a thought he didn't want to believe, but Coco didn't seem to believe it.

Swallowing his saliva, relieving the tension and choking between the roars, he said, "What did you do today?" ”

Jiang Lingran said calmly: "I have done a lot of things, which one are you asking?" ”

Yan Qi looked at her like this, and felt that her heart was emptied, and there was nothing left.

The barren air leaked everywhere, and the gale blew through the thin wall of his heart, and he couldn't help but tremble in pain.

"You're in the palace today."

He asked calmly, and Jiang Lingran replied calmly: "Yes." You're pretty well-informed. ”

Yan Qi's palm curled up and loosened, and he opened his mouth several times before he made a difficult sound: "Don't joke with me with this kind of thing." ”

Jiang Lingran seemed a little inexplicable and a little funny when he heard this, and said helplessly: "I'm just answering Childe's question, what's the joke?" ”

"You're going to choose a wife for me?" Yan Qi didn't have enough concentration to deal with her, so he said directly: "Chose Jin Minjia?" ”

"Did you choose the Golden Girl?" Jiang Lingran's eyes flashed blankly, and then the corners of his lips pulled up: "The girls in the stack of famous posts, all of them are good-looking, I picked all the eyes, and finally I had to choose the most familiar one." ”

As he said and remembered something, his smile deepened, and his tone became more sincere: "I saw you riding side by side outside the city that time, and it was a good match." ”

Yan Qi's face turned cold.

His eyebrows and eyes were dark, and his body was pierced with ice spikes.

He propped his hands on the table, leaned closer, and said, "What did the emperor say to you!" ”

Jiang Lingran frowned in confusion: "The emperor didn't say anything, could it be that I missed something?" Saying that, he asked him nervously: "Did the emperor order something?" ”

Yan Qi stared at her for a moment, trying to find the subtle flaws on her face.

Jiang Lingran let him watch.

After a long time, Yan Qi retracted his gaze, hung his head for a moment, and said, "Do you think Jin Minjia is good?" ”

Jiang Lingran said: "It's okay." ”

Yan Qi was silent for a while, and laughed lowly: "In your heart, what am I?" ”

Jiang Lingran listened to his words carefully, and after listening to and thinking about it seriously, he said seriously: "A good person who is kind and generous." ”

Yan Qi was stunned, looked up at the person in front of him, and immediately laughed: "Thank you so much Miss Jiang for your high praise." ”

He laughed so hard that he paused two or three times before he finished speaking.

Jiang Lingran smiled and threw the brush in his hand into the pen wash, the ink rippled in the water, like a lotus of ink.

She looked at the painting that had dried its ink, and slowly pinched the corners and rolled them up.

"Ginger zero dyeing."

A gentle call.

Jiang Ling didn't raise his head, and said casually: "What's wrong?" ”

"Why are you!"

Jiang Lingran shook his hand and raised his head, with no emotion in his clear eyes.

"Why do you help me choose a wife, what are you!" Looking at her cold eyebrows, Yan Qi felt cold on his body, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he leaned against the edge of the table, not being seen by her.

"Are you angry?" Jiang Lingran looked at him for a moment and asked lightly.

The smell wafting between his noses gave him a headache, and his messy brain was a little more unclear.

Yan Qi couldn't hold on.

But he still did not give up and confirmed again: "Is the emperor knowing?" So threatened you? Is it? ”

Jiang Lingran asked with a smile: "What does the emperor know?" ”

This rhetorical question can be regarded as an answer to Yan Qi.

He was stunned and came to a conclusion: "So, you abandoned me." ”

"It's more casual than throwing away a stinky rag."

The lower the sound, the softer it becomes.

Jiang Lingran rolled up the drawing paper slowly, and said helplessly: "Childe said it was funny, how dare I?" ”

Son?

Ha!

What a nice name!

Yan Qi laughed again, but his eyes were red.

Looking at her calm and supple but cold eyebrows without any emotion, he was on fire in his heart.

Why is she!

Gritted his teeth and grabbed her wrist, dragged her closer, and said through gritted teeth: "Jiang Lingran, you abandoned me!" ”

So easy, so freewheeling.

Jiang Lingran knocked on the edge of the table, in pain.

Almost invisible frowned, his mood was still calm: "Didn't Childe also help me see each other?" I just did what Childe did, why are you so angry? ”

Yan Qi choked, and the emotions around him collapsed in an instant, and his expression was sluggish.

Jiang Lingran easily broke away from his hand and said, "If the son finishes asking, leave it, I'm going to rest." ”

Yan Qi felt sad, the corners of his lips smiled, and he murmured, "So you are such a person? ”

Jiang Lingran also smiled, laughing perfectly and meekly: "Yes." Don't Childe know? ”

Yan Qi looked at the "stranger" in front of him, the coldness flooded his whole body, he couldn't adapt for a while, took a step back, and said in a low tone: "I know now." ”

After speaking, he took a step back, turned around and wanted to leave, but when he came to the door, he stopped again, and said without looking back: "Jiang Lingran, you are really amazing, let me experience the feeling of drowning again." ”

When Xiang Zhu came back, Jiang Lingran was the only one left in the room standing behind the desk, and she wondered: "Girl, where is the seventh child?" ”

Jiang Lingran came back to his senses and said, "He's gone." ”

Xiang Zhu watched her go around the desk uncontrollably, swayed to the inner room, and said loudly: "Girl, draw." ”

Jiang Lingran stood still: "What? ”