Yang Qiqi coughed while holding on to the table, his delicate little face twisted tightly together, and he looked very uncomfortable.

Yang Qinghuan was carrying Yang Qiqi along his back, and on the other hand, he was shocked and complained about the two of them: "Why are you here, there is no sound, it scares the seventh sister." ”

With a gentle apology on his face, Murong Jin hurriedly said, "The seventh girl is okay, we didn't mean to." ”

Murong Zhao seemed to be smiling on the side, looking at Yang Qiqi's red face, and said casually: "I don't do bad things in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." The seventh girl can see that she has done a lot of bad things! ”

Yang Qiqi felt that although he was suspected of finding fault, what he said was too accurate. She is very weak now, and every time she sees Murong Zhao, she has a feeling of loss.

Yang Qiqi felt that this was probably because of the evil causes in his previous life, which buried the evil consequences of this life.

When she saw Murong Zhao, she not only felt sorry, but sometimes she remembered the sword that Murong Zhao stabbed into her chest in her previous life, and her heart ached faintly, okay!

Yang Yuru explained for Yang Qiqi with a smile: "How did the two highnesses come in on this big night? The backyard door is locked. ”

"The two of us came out of the palace, planning to visit the Lantern Festival, and as we walked, we arrived at the Yuguo Mansion. I heard Ziyun say yesterday that you'll be all right today. I thought it was a good thing to congratulate, so I wanted to say 'congratulations' to you first. Murong Jin replied to the question, and his eyes were only fixed on Yang Qinghuan, as if there were only the two of them in the entire room.

Yang Qiqi stroked his chest, and when he heard this, he couldn't bear to cough too loudly.

Yang Qinghuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he lowered his head, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine...... It's just that you come in with such a swagger, doesn't it matter? ”

Murong Jin said: "We came in over the wall, we didn't alarm the people guarding the door, and the people of the eleventh brother were sentry outside, which was very safe." ”

Yang Yuru was stunned, and said in a daze: "It's also difficult for the two highnesses, the black light is blind to the corner of our house." Fortunately, it's a holiday today, and those mothers-in-law who patrol the night don't know where they are running and lazy. ”

Murong Zhao smiled and reminded Yang Qinghuan on the side: "Fifth girl, Brother Jiu and I have been in for a long time. ”

Yang Qinghuan originally wanted to send off the guests after speaking, but it can be seen that Murong Zhao opened her mouth generously, and she was not too childish, so she immediately asked people to add stools, bowls and chopsticks.

The table wasn't small, and the five of them sat down just right. Yang Qiqi eased up at this moment, but he was still sullen and silent.

Murong Zhao was next to her, poured wine for everyone at the table very enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "It's the first time we've drunk, it's really rare!" ”

Yang Yuru smiled playfully and said jokingly: "Except for His Highness the Eleventh and the Duke of Liang, he rarely interacts with others, isn't this rare!" ”

When Murong Jin heard Yang Yuru's joke, he couldn't help but puff and laughed, and his eyes fell on Yang Qiqi unconsciously. Yang Qiqi was eating the mash dumplings that night with his head bored at this moment, and he didn't see the eyes of these people on the table.

"I'm not good at talking, I don't listen to what I say, and my temperament is weird and boring, we drank this time, and the fourth girl probably doesn't want to drink with me anymore." Although Murong Zhao said this to Yang Yuru, his eyes quietly fell on Yang Qiqi, which meant something.

Yang Yuru said with a smile: "When the old ancestor was here, he said that you were the most caring among the several highnesses. If you say that you are not good at talking, it can be seen that you are not paying attention to us. It sounds so uncomfortable that you'll have to punish yourself. ”

"Usually the four girls are always gentle, but today is a revealing filling." Murong Jin smiled and relieved Murong Zhao from the siege.

Yang Yuru said with high interest: "The most difficult days have come, let's be in the same boat, right?" ”

Yang Qiqi was still curious in his heart, when did Yang Yuru become so spicy and bold. When she heard this, she remembered that in the past few days, she has almost eaten and lived with Yang Qinghuan. Murong Jin and Murong Zhao came to Qiguanglou day by day, and naturally they were very familiar with Yang Yuru.

While listening to a few people, she scooped up the rice balls and ate them.

"If the seventh girl wants to drink, she can drink a cup of wine, and chew and eat it by herself." Murong Zhao looked at the wine lees in Yang Qiqi's spoon with interest, and she didn't seem to notice any difference from the rice balls she had just eaten.

Yang Qiqi was stunned, only to find that the small rice balls in the bowl had been eaten by her. It's no wonder that while eating, I feel dizzy and my face is hot.

Yang Yuru squinted, looked at Yang Qiqi's unusual performance, and said to her eldest girl with a smile: "The seventh girl loves to eat, you can give her another bowl, what is delicious about the wine!" ”

Yang Qiqi shouted, stood up, and said, "I'm a little drunk, go out first to get some air." She said, quickly pushing the door open and going out.

Murong Zhao's eyes flickered, and he smiled at the three of them very calmly: "I just said that I am not sociable and I don't like to speak, but I am afraid of offending the seventh girl, I will accompany her." ”

Yang Yuru saw that he didn't mean to drink, and wanted to make fun of her, but as soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, Yang Qinghuan immediately pinched it under the table, and said first: "My seventh sister is not a careful person, she is just thin-skinned, just have a good talk with her." ”

Murong Zhao bowed slightly, and walked out briskly.

Outside, Yang Qiqi was wearing a cloak and sitting under the verandah of Qiguang Tower.

There was a fine snow falling from the sky, and it fell on her cloak. Yang Qiqi pressed his heart with one hand and his face with the other. It was very quiet, and occasionally I could hear the sound of squirming in the room and the pounding of my own heart. She couldn't help but sigh to herself, she really couldn't touch this wine, she only ate three or two glasses, and ate some mash, how could she get drunk like this?

"Ahem."

An abrupt voice interrupted Yang Qiqi's thoughts. She turned her head and saw Murong Zhao standing there with a tall posture. His dark eyes, with a smile, shone like a star in the sky.

"I, I'll sit for a while and go back, it's cold outside, His Highness Eleventh should go back to the house." Yang Qiqi saw Murong Zhao, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw, the railing of the verandah of Qiguang Building was very high, she was originally dizzy, and this hiding was inevitably a little unstable. Murong Zhao hurriedly grabbed her arm.

Despite the cotton cloak, Yang Qiqi could feel that his palm was thick and powerful. She sat back upright again, her smile was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't say a word.

Murong Zhao saw that she was sitting firmly, let go of her hand, hung her head slightly, looked at Yang Qiqi's fair face in the moonlight, and asked casually, "Do you like snow?" ”

Yang Qiqi subconsciously shook his head, her mother died in the heavy snow, and she almost died when she fell into the snow cave. The desperate coldness that envelops it on all sides is terrifying.

Murong Zhao saw that her face was full of genuine disgust, and his heart moved slightly, and he asked her, "Why?" ”

Yang Qiqi sat up straight vigilantly, avoided Murong Zhao's eyes defensively, and said with a smile: "I was frozen when I was a child. In winter, when it snows, it is always endless, and when it is snowing in patches and stretches endlessly, it makes people feel hopeless. ”

"Where did you grow up as a child? Can you see patches of heavy snow? I remember that Ulsan was south of Chang'an. It is rare to see endless snow in Chang'an, and Ulsan is even more difficult to see. Murong Zhao had a keen sense of smell and grasped the loophole in Yang Qiqi's words and asked directly.

Yang Qiqi smiled lightly: "Your Highness forgot, I once went to the north with Master and saw the continuous snowfield. ”

Murong Zhao smiled, "Oh? Is it. ”

Yang Qiqi shook his head again and again, as if he was afraid that he would ask more, propped up the railing and stood up.

But Murong Zhao took a step forward slightly, and his long body blocked her way. Yang Qiqi raised his head and faced the moonlight, but when he saw Murong Zhao's jade-like face, there was a bit of exploration, and even the gaze that looked at her became strange.

Yang Qiqi's heart was pounding, and he calmly put his arms across his chest, as if drawing a barrier in this extremely close distance.

Murong Zhao looked at her layers of guard, and his eyes showed confusion.

"Seven girls, you and your biological mother have lived in Nagano for seven years. When you were seven years old, your birth mother died unexpectedly, and you escaped from the exile camp in Nagano. After that, you entered the palace and became a six-grade female history. Murong Zhao's voice was soft and faint.

But every word and every sentence forced Yang Qiqi's heart to jump out.

He knows it all? How could it be! Did he ask something from Zhuo Yuqing?

Yang Qiqi looked back at Murong Zhao without saying a word, constantly thinking about how to answer him and how to prevaricate. The drunken intent just now was frightened by Murong Zhao's words.

Murong Zhao saw that she didn't speak, stared at her face, and said in a deep voice: "So I'm very familiar with you, I really want to hear what you said; What I did with you seems to have been done somewhere. Because we've been with each other day and night......"

"Your Highness, have you eaten enough?" Yang Qiqi bluntly interrupted Murong Zhao's words and abruptly diverted the topic.

Murong Zhao was stunned by the question.

Yang Qiqi said: "I was very full, so I retired first." Saying that, Yang Qiqi almost fled.

Murong Zhao frowned and stood in place, looking at Yang Qiqi's urgent back, the mystery in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

Is she Xiao Qi? If so, why didn't she recognize herself?

Yang Qiqi walked out of Qiguang Tower in a panic, and walked out of the black quickly, sweating on his forehead.

Zhuzhi chased after her with a lantern and called to her: "Girl, I didn't see any of them, why did you run out of Qiguang Tower by yourself?" ”

Yang Qiqi looked behind him and asked, "His Highness Eleventh didn't come with him, did he?" ”

Zhuzhi said curiously: "What did His Highness Eleventh say to you?" I see that he entered the house without doing anything, and went to drink with His Royal Highness the Ninth again, right? ”

Yang Qiqi exhaled a long breath and slowed down completely.

At this time, Zhu Xin came to look for the lantern from the direction of Shuying Building, and when he saw Yang Qiqi, he smiled mysteriously and said happily: "Girl, the fish has been hooked!" ”