Yang Qiqi looked back and saw that it was Murong Zhao who took her scissors and was very skillful in cutting the flower branches at the height.

This situation seems to have returned to the day when she first arrived in Luoyang, pruning in the Liang Guogong Mansion.

It seems that she still has that kind of familiar and unfamiliar relationship with Murong Zhao, and she has not experienced life and death, nor has she ever approached. In this way, maybe when she faces Murong Zhao, she can at least be calmer and not feel at a loss.

Murong Zhao cut off a high tender branch, handed it to Yang Qiqi as usual, and explained lightly: "I happened to go to the White Horse Temple, and I saw a lot of carriages and servants in the Yuguo Mansion, and I thought that the five girls had arrived. Who would have thought that when I entered the door, I bumped into Mr. Chu, and he led me all the way. Look at you like this, it seems like you want to live in this courtyard for a long time. ”

Yang Qiqi adjusted his mood, calmly looked at Murong Zhao, and said slowly: "Maybe it's going to stay for a while." ”

Murong Zhao's expression was very relaxed, and he turned his head to cut the branches in the high place again.

Yang Qiqi tilted his head sideways, and found that in the past two years, he seemed to have grown a lot taller and more handsome. His side face is really good-looking, with angular facial features, handsome and attractive.

He said, "It's good that the courtyard is clean." When he spoke, his Adam's apple throbbed slightly, and his voice was soft and soft.

Yang Qiqi looked at him, and his heart was slightly sour for no reason. I want to say something, but I don't know what to say. When Murong Zhao turned around, she hurriedly lowered her head and took the tea tree branches he handed over.

"Your Highness Eleven," Yang Qiqi said embarrassedly while moving his heart branch to the white porcelain flower pot: "I live alone in another garden, and it is inevitable that the melon fields and plums will be under the melon field, next time, you should not suddenly appear here like this." ”

The scissors in Murong Zhao's hand froze slightly, and he said softly, "I have something I want to ask you." ”

The new branch of the camellia in his hand was extremely short, and Yang Qiqi quickly took it, but Murong Zhao did not let go. One of them was holding one at one end, and the other was dragging the other. Murong Zhao looked at Yang Qiqi's expression, and gradually became a little dignified.

"You ......" Murong Zhao paused slightly, sighed and said, "Obviously, I said before that I didn't care about it, why did I interfere again?" ”

Yang Qiqi looked up suspiciously, and some didn't react, what did Murong Zhao mean by "don't care". She smiled and asked Murong Zhao, "What?" ”

Murong Zhao's eyes were a little complicated, Yang Qiqi couldn't tell what the faint emotions were in the depths of his eyes, she was just a little scared and worried inexplicably.

Murong Zhao said: "Murong Shi intervened in the matter of the Qinling Gold Mine. ”

Yang Qiqi pretended to look at Murong Zhao in confusion, smiled reluctantly, and asked him, "Oh?" Is it? ”

"Murong Shi has always been cunning, and he is not such a person who can be easily fooled. This matter was stirred into the Yuguo Mansion and the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion and Concubine Li Guifei, everything seemed natural, but it was too natural. Others won't find out, but I feel that it's your hands and feet behind your back. If you deny me today, and you have to show me evidence, I really can't produce any evidence. You ......" Murong Zhao said at the end, his tone became more and more helpless, "Don't lie to me. ”

"Yes," Yang Qiqi blurted out without hesitation, she felt that she couldn't hide anything from Murong Zhao now, so it was better to say it simply.

Seeing that his eyes were very gloomy, she stared at him with a sideways face, and asked in a low voice, "Shouldn't I interfere?" Did His Highness the Seventh discover something that made him suspicious of you, Your Highness? Yang Qiqi looked up at Murong Zhao with a somewhat worried face, and when he saw that she didn't speak, he immediately thought of a way, "You, you still don't know, and still do your own thing." He won't think of you. Actually, I've thought about it, once Murong Shi notices something, I'll ......"

Yang Qiqi said such a big thing, Murong Zhao's arm suddenly grabbed her thin neck, and leaned over and kissed her on the lips without warning. swallowed all the words that Yang Qiqi wanted to say into his mouth.

His arm strength was very heavy, and he couldn't resist and hugged Yang Qiqi's waist tightly, and his soft tongue roamed between her lips and teeth.

Such a move made Yang Qiqi's mind blank.

In her two lives, she had never been kissed so domineeringly and gently. This surging emotion made her heart beat fast, nervous and flustered.

She stared at Murong Zhao's closed eyes with round eyes, his long eyelashes, thin and dense.

Yang Qiqi felt that she seemed to know for the first time what it was like to be excited.

Suddenly, tears rolled down her eyes irrepressibly without warning, and she was very sad.

Between her and Murong Zhao, isn't it late?

The tears trickled down her thin white cheeks and slid into Murong Zhao's lips. Those tears, with a kind of bitterness with rouge, made Murong Zhao sober up in an instant.

He stood up and saw Yang Qiqi's stunned and panicked expression, and the tears were particularly dazzling. He also panicked a little annoyed, and his hand around Yang Qiqi's neck rested on the thick red pillar behind her, and his head rested on Yang Qiqi's shoulder. The other hand is still wrapped around Yang Qiqi's waist.

"You tell me how I could have forgotten you. How do I let go. Murong Zhao's voice was a little hoarse, "Or, do you want to marry me." Can you marry me? ”

Yang Qiqi's heart jumped, and the sentence "willing" in his mind almost rushed out. But she didn't say it, how could she say it?

Even if she doesn't marry Zhang Zonghei, even if she can let go of Wen Yaojia temporarily, what about Chen Fangyue?

How did he refuse Emperor Yonghui's marriage, and how did he face the resistance of the queen and Chen Fangyue. In his previous life, the reason why he was able to succeed in ascending the throne was that the Chen family was also a big help. Perhaps, she can help him. But if Chen Fangyue's marriage is pushed away, the queen and the Chen family will become his resistance. The Yuguo Mansion is destined not to stand by his side. He's got so much resistance......

"Qiqi, I really tried my best. I really tried to forget you, but my heart couldn't let go. You once asked me if I thought you were Xiao Qi. Actually, it doesn't matter if you are Xiao Qi or not. It doesn't matter who you are. All I love is you. Murong Zhao's tone was a little sad, "But, I ......"

Yang Qiqi also said sadly: "Your Highness, perhaps, only when you are Bai Shiyi and I am Xiao Qi, we can say that we like the word "like." But you will never be Bai Shiyi, and I, and I'm not Xiao Qi. What you are carrying is something I never want to come near in my life. Between us, the biggest distance is not Zhang Zongsi, nor Chen Fangyue. It's just, you and my heart. I will not do anything, but please Your Highness...... Let's not do anything. ”

Murong Zhao's heart seemed to be crushed. His shoulders trembled slightly, and his breathing was a little choked.

"Qiqi, as long as you can live well, as long as you are occasional, I can still see you." After Murong Zhao finished speaking, he finally got up suddenly, carried his hands behind his back, and walked away with difficulty.

Yang Qiqi looked at his heroic and tall back, and wanted to pounce on him and hug him, but he wanted to be so irrational and impulsive. But she didn't dare, she only whispered: "Eleven ......"

At that time, the sunset was like blood, and the eyes were red.

Yang Qiqi watched his back disappear, and tears fell wantonly on his face.

She finally understood that she had already known what it meant to be heartbeat.

In his previous life, he said to her when he was dying, "What does it matter if you give up the country." At that time, how jealous she was of Wen Yaojia, how much she hoped that this man would be willing to do the same for her.

Therefore, when she met Murong Zhao in Nagano, she felt very familiar, so unsuspecting that she was willing to follow him home.

In her heart, she really wanted to be entangled with Murong Zhao.

Therefore, when I saw him say that he was clear, he cried out so sadly.

But at the same time, she was afraid, she seemed to be like a thief, stealing Murong Zhao, who should have belonged to Wen Yaojia.

She wanted to get close to him so much, and she was so afraid to get close to him.

On the second day, there were rumors outside, saying that Yang Qiqi was kicked out of the Yuguo Mansion because the eight characters were too hard, and he lived in another courtyard that had been abandoned for a long time.

Others just watched it as a joke, but Mrs. Yongping Hou couldn't sit still.

As soon as he heard this letter, he went directly to the Yuguo Mansion to visit Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li was stabbed by Aunt Seven, and others naturally didn't know about it. As soon as Mrs. Yongping Hou entered the door, she saw the right arm of the Duchess of Yuguo, which was thickly bandaged, and the gauze wrapped around her arm could be seen under the tulle coat.

Mrs. Yongping Hou hurriedly asked with concern, "Mrs. Li, is your arm injured?" It doesn't matter, but can you ask a doctor to come and see it? ”

Mrs. Li subconsciously gathered the shawl on her arm, and said in a manly voice: "It doesn't matter, I accidentally hit it." ”

"Why is this careless, where did you hit it, you can see blood?"

Mrs. Li didn't want to mention this, so she frowned in detail, "I hit the corner of the table, the weather is warm, and the clothes are getting thinner, and I don't see any blood, but it's a little bruised." I taught Mrs. Wang to worry. ”

Mrs. Yongping Hou smiled, and when she saw Mrs. Li's inadvertent action of wanting to cover up, she didn't ask more about this, but said separately: "I heard that the house invited a Taoist priest to approve the eight characters for the seven girls two days ago. ”

When Mrs. Li heard her ask, she immediately changed her warm smile and explained patiently: "It's nothing, it's just that the old lady has a headache for no reason recently, so I invited the Taoist priest of the Shangqing Palace to calculate it." The eight characters of our seven girls, that is the life of great wealth and nobility. It's just that this time I was too old, and I had some conflicts with the old lady. I went to live in another courtyard, and I was reluctant to do so. After a few days, I still have to pick up the seven girls. ”

Mrs. Yongping Hou smiled suspiciously, "Next year, the seventh girl will be filial." Our family is thinking about wanting to get our two children married before next year, do you think it's okay? ”