Since the fifteenth day of the first month, Yang Qiqi began to deliberately avoid Murong Zhao.

But whenever she heard that Murong Jin and Murong Zhao had arrived in the mansion, even if Yang Yuru was looking for her, she would never go. But this time when he went out to incense, Yang Yuru didn't say that he was also there?

Yang Qiqi wanted to get back into the car and sit back to Yang's house again.

Seeing her standing still, Yang Yuru couldn't help but smile and grabbed her and said, "Sleepy, right?" We're here! ”

Murong Zhao stood condescendingly and saw Yang Qiqi's expression and movements clearly.

Yang Qinghuan walked in front and saluted Murong Jin and Murong Zhao, "You've been waiting for a long time, right?" We came out late. ”

Yang Yuru almost dragged Yang Qiqi's hand, and followed closely, "Everyone has arrived, let's go in." ”

Yang Qiqi looked at Murong Zhao's smiling eyes, and an inexplicable void welled up in his heart.

She pulled Yang Yuru sullenly all the way, for fear of falling a few steps behind and being alone with Murong Zhao.

Last time, she really thought about it for a long time, and she didn't dare to ask Zhuo Yuqing directly. In the end, I thought about breaking my head, and I felt that Murong Zhao was cheating her at all. With his character, if he was really so sure, he wouldn't have asked like that, right?

Thinking like this, Yang Qiqi was a little confused, and she couldn't think of what Murong Zhao would do if she really knew that she was Xiao Qi. Angry? If he ascends the throne, this is also a crime of deception, right?

In fact, she vaguely felt that even if she really said it, it didn't matter. But she really didn't want to have anything to do with Murong Zhao, not at all.

She hurt him and Cousin Wen so badly in her previous life. In this life, she can't pit Wen Yaojia again, right? Besides, Murong Zhao didn't like Wen Yaojia, and he turned his head to have a soft spot for her, and he didn't dare to think about it!

Yang Qiqi was stunned for a while, but heard Yang Yuru call her: "Seventh sister, let's go to the morning class, are you waiting here to listen to the morning bell or go with us?" ”

Yang Qiqi didn't think much about it, and blurted out: "I'm waiting here to listen to the morning bell." ”

Yang Yuru nodded at her with a smile, and went to the Daxiong Hall with Yang Qinghuan and the others.

Seeing that Murong Zhao didn't move, Yang Qiqi couldn't help but urge him: "Your Highness, aren't you going to listen to the morning class?" ”

"I still prefer to listen to the morning bell of the ancient temple." Murong Zhao smiled slightly, her good-looking eyes fell on her face, and that look made Yang Qiqi look extremely awkward.

Yang Qiqi was really afraid that Murong Zhao would continue to ask her, and then she couldn't help but admit it, and then she would have a touching and profound recognition. And then what? What if Murong Zhao remembered any good memories and said something like making a personal promise?

Pledge in person? What was she going to say? Could Murong Zhao really let go of Wen Yaojia's words because she saved him? Probably, right?

Yang Qiqi didn't know why, so he thought about it in a hurry.

Murong Zhao saw that she didn't know what she was doing, and Ruliu's thin eyebrows frowned. The thin white cheeks are shimmered by the sky, and they are extremely translucent, but you haven't given me an answer yet. ”

It's coming, it's coming!

Yang Qiqi didn't seem to hear it, turned his head and said to Zhuyi: "Do you know the origin of the two bell and drum towers of the White Horse Temple?" 'Horse Temple Bells' is one of the eight major scenery of Luoyang......"

Seeing that Yang Qiqi was going to talk at length, Zhu Yi couldn't help but shake his head, "The girl said that these slaves and maids don't understand, but His Highness the Eleventh is talking to the girl, shouldn't he say, doesn't it matter?" ”

Yang Qiqi immediately regretted it, he really shouldn't have brought the bamboo will!

Zhu Yi bowed his knees slightly to the two of them at this time, and said, "Girl, you talk to Your Highness." Slaves and maids are watching, and no one will hear you! ”

Murong Zhao smiled brightly and nodded towards Zhuyi.

Yang Qiqi couldn't help shouting in his heart, Zhu Yi sold her so easily. Yang Qiqi walked a little listlessly, calculating in his heart, secretly cheering himself up, unable to admit it, never admit it.

"You really don't have anything to say to me?" Murong Zhao is like this, and he is the same as in Jilong Mountain, as if everything is under control.

Yang Qiqi wanted to shake his head and say no, but he remembered Murong Zhao's cold expression when he was in Cockscomb Mountain. He's going to be angry, right? Murong Zhao was angry. She is bent on keeping Murong Zhao on the throne, and when Murong Zhao is really the emperor, she will offend him to death, and there will be no good fruit to eat, right?

But what if Murong Zhao likes her in his heart? Thinking of this, Yang Qiqi denied it in his heart. But I can't help but think, what if? Will he use his power to dominate her? Occupy her, what should she do? What should Wen Yaojia do?

She clearly doesn't seem to have any good way to deal with Murong Zhao, such a shrewd person, let her live two more lives, she can barely cope with it, right?

In Murong Zhao's opinion, Yang Qiqi was very uncooperative again. Murong Zhao stopped and grabbed Yang Qiqi's cloak. Yang Qiqi was still unconscious, thinking and walking forward. As a result, she was almost dragged back by Murong Zhao and fell directly into his arms.

"You always say that the way of heaven is not reincarnated, how can a person like you who doesn't believe in Buddhism and Taoism come to the White Horse Temple with you?" Murong Zhao smiled playfully and decided to change his words.

"Is it contradictory that I don't believe or don't believe, and that piety becomes religious?" Yang Qiqi straightened his cloak and said casually.

Murong Zhao smiled and asked her, "What you say, the Buddha listens to it." ”

Yang Qiqi smiled perfunctorily at him, all he was thinking about was what Murong Zhao was going to do, and what he was thinking about was that he was in turmoil.

"Your third brother seems to be gambling on chicken shows, do you know this?" Murong Zhao talked about Yang Jingji inexplicably.

Yang Qiqi was very conflicted and didn't know how to answer. What does Murong Zhao know? He's going to check on her behind her back again, right?!

"Yes."

Murong Zhao was full of apprehension just now, for fear that Yang Qiqi would say that he didn't know. When I heard this, I was a little relieved. Does this mean that Yang Qiqi is not so defensive of him?

"So you bought Baixilou, just to make a game for your third brother?"

Even knew that she bought Baijulou, and he really checked it. Yang Qiqi was a little unhappy in her heart, she really wanted to know what Murong Zhao thought.

"So, what kind of suffering did you and your mother suffer in Nagano, that made you hate the Yang family so much." Murong Zhao stood still, looking at Yang Qiqi with deep eyes, and the distress and reluctance revealed in it. It was too obvious, and Yang Qiqi's heart was a little sour.

But she remained sober, a trap, an inquiry that was already fully affirmative.

She smiled bitterly in her heart, it seemed that Murong Zhao wanted to know if she was Xiao Qi, right?

"Does it really matter? That palace maid Xiao Qi, is it really that important to you, Your Highness? Yang Qiqi also stood still, looking back at Murong Zhao, with chaotic and inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

Murong Zhao's pair of pupils were like black stones, shiny, as if just thinking of Xiao Qi, the whole person would become infinitely warm, "Yes, she is very important to me." ”

Yang Qiqi smiled, the smile floated in his eyes, and he didn't sink to the bottom of his heart, "How important?" A-Yao said that if she is still alive, she may marry you as a side concubine. What about me? If I were Xiaoqi, would you marry me? ”

Murong Zhao didn't expect Yang Qiqi to ask so bluntly, he was stunned, and wondered: "Ah Yao really said that?" ”

Yang Qiqi didn't answer his words, but continued to ask back-to-door: "Or is Yang Qiqi, who is the concubine of the Duke of Yuguo, more valuable and valuable than Xiao Qi, who is a palace maid, and can become Your Highness's wife?" ”

Murong Zhao looked at Yang Qiqi's nonchalant expression, and for the first time felt that she was very strange, extremely strange. These words made him a little speechless. After a while, I heard him say sneeringly: "Is there a difference between Yang Qiqi and Xiao Qi?" ”

"Is Your Highness paying special attention to Yang Qiqi because of Xiao Qi?" Yang Qiqi didn't answer his words, but asked rhetorically.

Murong Zhao felt that this question was very confused, "There is no difference in the first place, you are clearly the same person." ”

Yang Qiqi smiled softly at him, "It's different, Your Highness." Xiao Qi is your palace maid, and everything about her is what you brought him. Without you, she would be a lowly ant, pinched and killed. And I am who I am, and so far, no one has been able to pinch me to death without thinking about it, and even if they want to, they may not be able to do it. That's the difference, so, I'm not Xiaoqi. Xiao Qi may follow the same path as you, but Yang Qiqi will not. ”

When Murong Zhao heard her say such ruthlessness, a few tears couldn't help but welled up in his eyes, and he excitedly stepped forward and pulled Yang Qiqi's arm, and said, "You blame me, you blame me, you hate me too, right?" Resentful of me, hated that I brought you into the palace, but I couldn't protect you. In the past, those words that made you no longer feel wronged, so that you didn't have to think about anything, just rely on me, have become empty talk, right? So, you don't want to recognize me at all, because I'm too weak...... Not even the ability to protect you! ”

Murong Zhao said, as if sorrow came from it. And Yang Qiqi also saw the real sadness and pain in his eyes, she never knew that Xiao Qi's death was a devastating blow to Murong Zhao.

Yang Qiqi pushed Murong Zhao's arm, but he didn't push Murong Zhao away, and he could only let Murong Zhao pull him.

"Your Highness is wrong, I never expected others to protect me, so that I will not be wronged, so that I will not be displaced in this life. Mountains will fall, people will die, and in the end it is better to rely on yourself. Yang Qiqi smiled slowly.

These words were said very casually, but the sadness in the words, every word was like a nail, piercing Murong Zhao's heart. He held Yang Qiqi's hand and tightened it again, wanting to explain: "I, I was ...... at the time"

"Your Highness, do you like me?"