Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Play
Meng Xilan smiled: "That's right, brother will accompany me for a walk, let's talk." ”
A look of surprise appeared in Chu Jingchuan's eyes, it was rare for her to take such an initiative, which surprised him a little......
However, Chu Jingchuan didn't understand the thoughts of his daughter's family, he only knew that there were too few opportunities for him to get along with her like this, especially in the palace with many rules.
The two of them walked side by side on the road, and Xiao Lizi and Zhulu followed quietly behind, bowing their heads and counting the bricks.
"Lan'er, are you okay with the Queen Mother? Has anyone embarrassed you? ”
Meng Xilan smiled slightly, and asked him rhetorically: "If someone bullies me, will Brother Jingchuan protect me?" ”
Chu Jingchuan suddenly raised his voice and said, "Of course, of course I will protect you." ”
When Meng Xilan heard this, she turned her head to look at him, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.
Chu Jingchuan took it seriously, stood directly in front of her, and swore solemnly: "I'm serious." Lan'er, I will protect you whenever and wherever you are. Even if this is the Imperial Palace, I will do everything in my power to protect you. If you want to leave the palace, I will immediately go to the emperor and ask for marriage, and I will marry you back home and let you live happily and peacefully for the rest of your life. ”
A strange feeling crossed Meng Xilan's heart, sour and indistinguishable.
At this moment, the person standing in front of her was eighteen-year-old Chu Jingchuan.
His face has grown the edges and corners of a man's resoluteness, but there is still a faint hint of the youthfulness of a teenager who has not yet faded.
Meng Xilan knew that he was telling the truth, and what he gave her was the purest promise in the world. It's a pity that at that moment, Meng Xilan suddenly felt that she couldn't bear this heart...... She can't stand it!
She had never thought about leaving the palace......
Because she never thought that she would have to leave, unless, one day, the revenge will be avenged, and the slut is dead, unless, she will take back everything that belongs to the Meng family and herself!
Chu Jingchuan finished what he wanted to say in one breath, and after being excited, Fang Zhi lost his words, and was embarrassed to look away, and secretly clenched his fists.
Meng Xilan settled down and told him clearly: "No one in this palace bullied me, and the Queen Mother and Her Royal Highness the Princess have always treated me very well." Brother Shizukawa, I will take good care of myself and take good care of myself, don't worry. ”
Chu Jingchuan didn't seem to believe it, but she smiled so sweetly that she couldn't see the slightest reluctance.
At this time, a carriage slowly drove from the other end of the road, Meng Xilan's eyes lifted slightly, and looked over Chu Jingchuan's shoulder, although she couldn't see which palace's carriage it was, but she already had an answer in her heart.
Chu Jingchuan heard the movement, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and then said to Meng Xilan: "That seems to be the carriage of Zhaohua Palace." ”
Zhaohua Palace...... That must be Concubine Ning.
Meng Xilan said a faint "um", and secretly felt that Xiao Lizi was doing things very properly.
Seeing that the carriage was getting closer and closer, Meng Xilan deliberately spoke: "Brother Jingchuan, wait a minute, your cloak is too loosely tied. ”
Chu Jingchuan looked down when he heard this, and before he could speak, he saw Meng Xilan take a step forward, untie the strap of his cloak for him with his own hands, and re-tie it.
Chu Jingchuan was slightly dumbfounded, a little surprised, his heart was hot, and he felt slightly drunk inexplicably.
Such a move is a little too close for the two.
Meng Xilan was silent, not ashamed or impatient, personally arranged the cloak for him, and stroked the folds on his shoulders, and the eyes around her were all kind, she only didn't see it, and focused all her attention on Chu Jingchuan's body.
The two stood face to face under the palace wall, with only each other in their eyes, and no one else.
The carriage passed by them slowly, and the thick curtain moved slightly, revealing a pair of dark eyes inside.
In the middle of winter, the carriages in the palace are hung with thick felt inside and outside to keep out the cold. In this way, the cold wind outside can't get in, and the heating inside can't escape, which is the most insulation.
Zhou Youlin was used to riding a horse on weekdays, so he wanted to go to the imperial study to ask his father for peace, so he didn't let anyone take the horse out. Unexpectedly, his father was not there, and he met his mother who also ran in vain.
Concubine Ning Murong Qiao felt sorry for him when he was blown by the cold wind, and insisted on letting him go with him in the car. The father went to the newcomer again, and the mother concubine was not very happy, so Zhou Youlin had to follow her once.
Zhou Youlin was young and vigorous, wearing a heavy coat, and facing the extremely burning brazier, he saw sweat after a while, he was so hot that he picked up a corner of the felt curtain, wanting to blow a trace of coolness.
Murong Qiao was closing his eyes and recuperating, not noticing his small movements.
At this time, the sun is setting, and faint orange-red clouds appear in the sky. Zhou Youlin looked out through the gap, his eyes wandered unconsciously, and he happened to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure.
It's her......
However, she is not alone at this time, and the person standing behind her is the chief of the guard next to her father, Chu Jingchuan.
Zhou Youlin took a closer look and found that Meng Xilan was stretching out his hand to tie a cloak for Chu Jingchuan, and the two faced each other silently, one with blazing eyes and the other with a gentle smile, looking at it with deep affection.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Youlin's eyes sank slightly, and a sullen feeling rose faintly in his heart, which was blocked and very uncomfortable.
His gaze was fixed on Meng Xilan's face, it was the first time he had seen her so petite and quiet, she had never smiled at herself like this......
Every time I see her, she is gentle and indifferent, her joy and anger are invisible, and under the seemingly gentle and obedient surface, there is a very small thorn hidden in it, which is not easy for people to approach.
Murong Qiao was blown by the oncoming cold wind and coughed twice. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Zhou Youlin didn't know when to lift the felt, looked outside, and frowned.
"Lin'er, what are you looking at?" Murong Qiao asked in surprise.
Zhou Youlin retracted his gaze, put down the felt, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, Erchen just felt a little stuffy." ”
Murong Qiao didn't believe it, glanced at his son's somewhat irritated face, then lifted the felt himself and looked out, and immediately understood.
I was looking at her!
Murong Qiao put down the felt, chuckled and asked his son, "What?" Feeling unhappy? ”
When Zhou Youlin heard this, his brows furrowed unconsciously, "Why does the mother concubine ask that?" Erchen is just breathable, why not say it happily. ”
It's just a little girl, what's there to care about. He didn't want to show his true emotions, but when he spoke, his tone was already a little more irritable.
Zhi'er Mo Ruomu. Murong Qiao knows his son very well, and the pride in his bones will not let him admit that he will feel depressed and irritable for a little girl.
"That Meng Xilan is not the woman you should be thinking about. Before she entered the palace, she was engaged to a family affair, and after three or five years, she was finally going to be released to marry. ”