Returning to the palace, Ling Jiantong thought about it for almost a day and hesitated for a day, but in the end, there was still no way to change his initial determination.

Ling Jiantong quietly walked into the side hall of Weiyang Palace, stood behind the curtain, and saw Situ Qianchen who was leaning over the table, lowering his eyes and carefully reviewing the folds.

The candlelight next to the table was about to burn out, and the light in the room was a little dim, but Situ Qianchen didn't notice it in the slightest.

The chief eunuch was walking over with tea, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Ling Jiantong standing on the side staring at Situ Qianchen.

He opened his mouth slightly, and was about to make a sound, but Ling Jiantong made a silent gesture.

The chief eunuch glanced at the emperor who didn't notice it, and Ling Jiantong had already walked in front of him, took the tea, and motioned for him to retreat first.

Ling Jiantong took the warm tea and watched the chief eunuch leave the room, so he took out the medicine bag that had been prepared a long time ago from his sleeve and spilled a little into it.

The white powder is soaked in the brown color, and there is no clue to it.

Ling Jiantong calmed down for a moment, then slowed down, walked around the curtain to Situ Qianchen's side, and gently placed the tea on the tray on his table.

The red pen in Situ Qianchen's hand paused, and he saw the red jade bracelet on the wrist of the person serving the tea, and he knew that it was her.

He raised the corners of his lips, swept the tiredness on his face, put down the red pen, raised his eyes and smiled at her: "Why did you personally deliver tea today?" ”

Ling Jiantong smiled indifferently and replied, "Seeing that every time you approve the folds, you have to approve them until the middle of the night, so I'll come over and take a look." ”

Situ Qianchen leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at Ling Jiantong, and issued an invitation: "How is it?" Would you like to help me see the twists and turns? ”

Ling Jiantong glanced at the bright yellow recital like a small mountain, and hurriedly shook his head: "It is said that the harem is not allowed to participate in politics, if I help you see the recital today, it will reach the ears of those ministers tomorrow, and those ministers are not allowed to seize this handle and let you issue an order to abolish me?" Aren't you going to be embarrassed again? ”

Situ Qianchen smiled lightly, as if these things were insignificant: "As long as I don't agree, no one can do anything to you." ”

His eyes were full of soft colors, and as long as he looked at them, he would never come out.

Ling Jiantong looked away and smiled a little unnaturally: "I know." ”

Situ Qianchen's gaze fell, and landed on Ling Jiantong's slightly convex abdomen, thinking that this child was almost five months old.

In five months, maybe less than five months, their child will be born, and he Situ Qianchen will finally be the one who wants to be a father.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, his fingers touched Ling Jiantong's pregnant belly, and murmured, "Jiantong, you say, is our child a little prince or a little princess?" ”

It is said that if the belly is a little sharp, it is a boy, although Ling Jiantong's pregnant belly is not particularly obvious now, but the touch under Situ Qianchen's fingers is a little pointy.

Ling Jiantong didn't think about it, and blurted out directly without going through his brain: "Maybe it's a dragon and phoenix fetus?" ”

After saying this, Ling Jiantong realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly closed his mouth, and sure enough, Situ Qianchen laughed, the corners of his mouth were still curved with a touch of evil, and he stared at Ling Jiantong's flustered eyes: "I didn't expect that Jian Tong was so greedy?" However, I didn't think so, whether it was a little prince or a little princess, as long as he was born with cut eyes, I would treat him like a pearl in the palm of my hand. ”

The surroundings were very quiet, but Ling Jiantong heard his own heartbeat again and again.

Ling Jiantong didn't want Situ Qianchen to say any more, if she continued to talk about it, she was afraid that she would have to regret it again, so she picked up the tea and handed it to him: "Don't be poor, drink the tea quickly, it's going to be cold." ”

Situ Qianchen took the tea with a smile, but when his lips touched the rim of the cup, he was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face was obviously restrained.

Seeing that he hadn't drunk tea for a long time, Ling Jiantong asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Situ Qianchen's eyes dimmed slightly, and he looked at Ling Jian's pupils with a somewhat complicated expression for a while, and then shook his head and smiled: "It's okay." ”

He took another sip and swallowed.

When Ling Jiantong saw that he had drunk, her hanging heart was put down, she packed up her teacup, excused herself to be tired, and turned around and left the house.

Situ Qianchen sat on the chair and kept looking at Ling Jiantong's back, until she left, his gaze slowly retracted.

When the night passed, Ling Jiantong did not sleep, the candlelight in the dormitory had already been extinguished, it was a little dark, she got out of bed and tiptoed close to the window, the candlelight that was still lit in the side hall in the past was now extinguished, presumably the medicine worked.

Ling Jiantong took out the palace maid's clothes that had been prepared in the cabinet a long time ago, and after changing them, she changed her face again, stood in front of the bronze mirror, and made sure that she couldn't see any clues, so she took the waist card of Weiyang Palace and hurriedly went out.

The journey was very smooth, Ling Jiantong took out the waist card, and said that she was going out to do something for the queen mother, so the guards guarding the gate of the palace got out of the way and let her out.

Ling Jiantong walked out of the palace gate and went straight to Jiao Zi Pavilion.

The Jiao Zi Pavilion at night is the lively time, today's hall, I didn't hear the familiar flute, and I didn't see him behind the curtain, didn't he come today?

Ling Jiantong found the old bustard, inquired left and right, and the old bustard looked up and down with a smile: "The person you are talking about is the musician of our Jiaozi Pavilion, do you have anything to do with him?" ”

Ling Jiantong's eyes moved slightly, and then he excused: "It's nothing, it's just that I see that he seems to be an old man I knew before, so I ......"

The old bustard shook the fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Every time a woman comes to our family musician, eight out of ten say that they are old people, I don't think you ......."

Ling Jiantong knew that money could make ghosts grind, so she took out a silver ticket from her sleeve and put it in the palm of the old bustard's hand: "Let me see him." ”

It's easy to have money, not to mention that when the bustard saw the numbers printed on the silver ticket, there was no excuse not to agree.

She hurriedly took Ling Jiantong to the second floor, and stopped in front of the door at a corner: "Wait for the musician to play, you have to hurry up if you want to see it." ”

With that, he took the silver ticket and walked away.

Ling Jiantong stood in front of the door, the person she wanted to see the most and missed the most was behind this door, she finally saw him, but now she didn't even have the courage to knock on the door.

The hand that was raised, and the hand that was put down......

After a long back and forth, she finally took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Inside was a calm and steady voice: "Please come in." ”

I didn't ask who it was, I didn't ask what she was doing, and I just let her in.

Ling Jiantong pondered for a moment, then pushed the door and walked in, everything in the house was very simple, but it was empty, what about people?

Ling Jiantong turned to look, and a back was reflected behind the screen.

She stopped in front of the screen, looking at the back, her mouth slightly open but unable to say half a word.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He stood behind the screen and spoke slowly.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Jiantong's eyes, he actually knew that it was him.

Ling Jiantong frowned slightly, she hadn't seen him for nearly a year, and that day was just a flash, she didn't know how he was doing, and she didn't know if he had changed now.

She had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but all of them were blocked in her throat for a while, and she couldn't utter a word.

After a long time, she held her trembling hands, stared at the blurred figure, and asked, "You...... Are you really shocked? ”

The voice is still as gentle as before: "Eyes, you are really a fool, I am naturally your shock." ”

This was this sentence, Ling Jiantong's eyes immediately turned red, and tears fell in large gullies.

She finally found him.

"Where have you been these days? Why, I can't find you no matter how much I look for it? ”

"I want to be quiet, so I've been to a lot of places in the Zhongzhou continent during this time, and I've tried to forget you, but now I find that I can't do it at all, I don't know why I came back to this place, probably because, I know, you'll eventually come here, hear my flute, and then we'll be able to meet."

Ling Jiantong wanted to try to calm down, but the voice he made was still crying: "So...... Are you here to take me away? ”

"Yes, I'm here to take you away this time."

Ling Jian burst into tears and smiled, she waited for this sentence, how long she waited, so long that she even forgot about herself.

She had hesitated to come to him before, but it wasn't until that day that she saw the lantern and the words on it that she realized that the love between them was still there, and in this case, she bravely took this step towards him.

The smoke from the incense burner in the house was faint, but it was enough to confuse the mind.

"Jinghong, don't stand behind the screen, come out, let me take a good look at you, okay?"

Behind the screen, a man with a long figure came out, with a smile on his face, and his face looked like Mu Jinghong for six or seven points, but he was not Mu Jinghong.

"Eyes." He whispered.

Ling Jiantong's vision was already blurred by tears, she raised her eyes, staring at the man she loved all her life, the hand touching his cheek trembled slightly, but it was not enough to hide her excitement at the moment.

The person who has been thinking about it for a year, now he can finally stand in front of her.

"Jinghong, you lost weight, what happened last time, I was sorry for you, I lied, Situ Qianchen threatened me with my mother's life, I had to say that, in fact, it was not true, you can understand me, right?"

The man on the opposite side took Ling Jiantong's hand, nodded with a smile: "Of course, I was also angry at the time, and after thinking about it carefully, I also have something wrong, and I can't blame you completely." ”

Ling Jiantong smiled happily, sure enough, the man she fell in love with was naturally the most understanding of her, and now when she saw it, she only felt that all the hardships she had suffered before were worth it, if there was no time, perhaps, they didn't know how to cherish this hard-won feeling.