On this couch, there is also the temperature at which he has slept.

"Tanabata!"

Shan Liancheng pressed on top of her, looking at her closely, calling that voice a little hoarse, but he could hear how much he missed her.

Yun Qixi stared at him, touching the green stubble on his chin, a little distressed,

"Aren't you tired? Why don't you sleep a little longer? ”

Shan Liancheng didn't answer, just looked at her like that, a little reluctant. Half a sound, before rolling the Adam's apple.

"I miss you!"

Listening to his overly emotional words, Yun Qixi's cheeks were hot, and his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

So she summed up a truth, no matter how much time has passed, the face in front of her will bring her the throbbing like her first love.

His eyes darkened, his head lowered slightly, and he kissed her softly with pity.

Touching his dry lips, Yun Qixi's head was briefly blank, and at the same time, his eyes were a little hot.

Why do they live so earth-shattering? Every time it seems to be resisting fate, every time it seems like you will never see each other again? So such a kiss is sweet and bitter, like a little gift from God after a desperate life, which is so precious.

In the warm dim light, they hugged each other tightly.

He is cold and bloody, and can only be tender to her; She is free and independent, and she is only attached to his arms.

They didn't seem to kiss enough, as if they were afraid that the other party would suddenly disappear. They kissed earnestly, to prove that it was really not an illusion.

His familiar taste, even his every breath, made her feel reassured.

As long as he's there, anything is fine.

His hand slowly climbed up her clasp and unfastened her neckline, and she thought of the promise of the Imperial Tomb of the Hour, and took his hand to stop him.

He left her lips, the tip of his nose against the tip of hers, breathing a little heavily, but his eyes were not resentful, more understanding and love. He leaned gently beside her and touched her cheek.

"You're tired these days, aren't you? Let's go back and rest early. ”

Yun Qixi happened to be that she didn't know how to explain, so she didn't speak, acquiescing to his misunderstanding.

Leaving Chengqian Palace, Yun Qixi went straight out of the palace.

"Ge Feng, follow her."

Shan Liancheng stood at the gate of Chengqian Palace, saw Yun Qixi walking in the direction of the palace gate, and commanded Ge Feng on the side.

Ge Feng responded with a "yes" and quickly followed.

Yun Qixi went out of the palace, looking at Hai Shi was still early, but he was not in a hurry, he followed the Splendid Fang, went in to see Aunt Yun by the way, and told her about Zhang Qinxue's physical condition, presumably she was also very concerned.

Ge Feng has been hiding not far from the Splendid Workshop, but he only saw people entering, but he didn't see her come out, and after waiting for about half an hour, Ge Feng finally noticed that something was wrong and rushed into the Splendid Workshop.

"Who are you looking for?" Aunt Yun asked quite calmly.

Ge Feng didn't answer, and nervously looked around for someone to no avail, so he asked urgently, "What about the person who came in just now?" ”

Aunt Yun shrugged, "Who are you talking about?" I'm in business, and there are a lot of people coming in and out of my splendid workshop, ...... you"

"You know who I'm talking about." Ge Feng interrupted in a cold voice.

Aunt Yun was silent, Ge Feng glanced at her, and she already understood a little in her heart. He turned around and continued to walk back, and soon found that there was a back door in the backyard, and it was open, and when he went out of the back door, there was still a figure somewhere.

In fact, when Yun Qixi left the palace, she found that someone was following her, she knew that he was worried about him and wanted to protect him, but she couldn't let him follow, the letter was particularly emphasized, so she could only go alone.

Whether someone is teasing her, teasing her, or even trying to frame her, in order for the former emperor to be buried smoothly, and for the stability of the throne of Danliancheng, she must go.

Ge Feng lost someone, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he searched all over the capital, but he couldn't find anyone anywhere. In the end, I could only return to the palace with a hard head.

"Your Majesty, your subordinates are incompetent." Ge Feng knelt in front of Shan Liancheng, not daring to raise his head.

This night, in the eyes of others, was peaceful, no one knew that Yun Qixi was gone, and no one knew that Shan Liancheng secretly arranged for someone to find the capital.

Shan Liancheng stayed up all night, until dawn, there was still no news, and no one came back.

But people don't disappear for no reason, they finally reunited, and finally everything passed, and she had no reason to leave him, let alone Lily of the Valley.

Even if there is something wrong with him and upsets her, she will leave a note when she wants to leave, just like the time when the Qixi Building caught fire, she will not leave a word like this, and leave away.

What he was worried about was that something would happen to her, especially since Shan Ziyin had no whereabouts so far, and he clearly knew that Yun Qixi was his weakness.

But he didn't know that Jiangshan was really not what he wanted. He only wants one person.

On the surface, it's business as usual in the palace.

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, preparations for the burial of the emperor and queen have been started.

All day, there was still no news.

That night, the snow fell unusually heavily. Shan Liancheng stood at the window and looked at the snow, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, footsteps sounded behind him.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

For a long time, Shan Liancheng didn't answer, and he didn't look back, Qing Li stood not far behind him with his head down, his hands twisted together, a little uneasy.

"Where is she?" I don't know how long it took, but the voice of Shan Liancheng finally sounded.

Qing Li slowly raised his head and stared at the back of Shan Liancheng's head, his expression calm.

"Who?"

Shan Liancheng slowly turned around, his eyes cold.

originally thought that she could be calm enough to meet his gaze, but she couldn't help but shudder and lowered her eyes.

"Tanabata, where is she?"

Qing Li shook his head lightly, "The slave doesn't know. ”

Shan Liancheng picked up a booklet from the table next to him, flipped to one of the pages, and pushed it in front of Qing Li.

"This is the daily entry and exit record of the palace recorded at the gate of the palace, the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, that is, yesterday, more than half of the Shen time, you left the palace, where did you go?"

Qing Li's fingers tightened, and soon slowly let go.

"The slave went to buy chestnuts."

"There are still chestnuts to sell in the depths of winter?"

Qing Li took a deep breath and explained calmly, "The slave maid heard from the chestnut seller that he had some experience in storing chestnuts and could store fresh chestnuts until winter. So the slave knew that he had something to sell. ”

It was surprisingly quiet, except for the sound of falling snow outside the window.

Qing Li felt that his explanation was reasonable, but he could still clearly hear his heartbeat speeding up because of his nervousness. Especially when she was seeing Shan Liancheng approaching her step by step.

She didn't look up, but she could feel his cold gaze. He stood still in front of her, a tall shadow completely covering her. Qing Li only felt an invisible pressure pressing down from the top of her head, making her a little breathless.

"Qingli, since when have you become accustomed to lying?"

Although Shan Liancheng's tone didn't fluctuate much, it made Qingli's body tremble, and he couldn't maintain his calm anymore, and hurriedly replied, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

"Don't dare?"

Shan Liancheng's squinting eyes reflected the flickering candlelight, and the corners of his thin lips pulled up a half-mocking chuckle.

"Then how dare you use Xue'er to harm Tanabata? How dare you burn down the Qixi Tower? You attack her again and again, and you say you don't dare? ”

Qing Li looked up suddenly, his eyes full of shock.

"Grandpa......"

"Tell me, where is she?" Shan Liancheng showed great patience.

Qing Li bit his lip and lowered his head, still shaking his head.

"The slave doesn't know."

Shan Liancheng unhurriedly took out a letter from his arms, pulled it out and shook it in front of her eyes.

"That's your word, isn't it? As hard as you try to change the glyph, but the stroke of your left hand is different, and no one can imitate it, do you have anything to say? ”

Qing Li almost collapsed and knelt on the ground, his lips trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

Shan Liancheng slowly folded the letter, although his tone was flat from beginning to end, but it was his unhurried tone and his cool eyes that made people feel even more chilled.

Slowly, Qingli calmed down, closed his eyes, opened them again, knelt up straight, and said calmly and resolutely, "The slave can't tell the master where she is." ”

Shan Liancheng stared at her for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, come on!"

Ge Feng quickly walked in from the outside.

Shan Liancheng said word by word, "Put Qingli in prison and wait for the fate." ”

Ge Feng raised his head unexpectedly before he answered "yes".

Qing Li stood up from the ground, looked awe-inspiring, walked to the door, and turned around.

"Master, when I am buried tomorrow, take me to the imperial mausoleum, and I will tell you where she is."

The cold walls of the dungeon felt like ice cubes, and Qing Li sat on the damp and moldy straw in the damp and moldy dungeon, and he was no longer aware of the pain in his legs, because no matter how painful it was, he couldn't withstand the heartache.

The letter was sent by Zhang Qinxue, and Yun Qixi handed the letter to her when he left, and specially explained that if she didn't come back on the evening of the twenty-seventh, she would hand over the letter to Shan Liancheng.

This night, the Chengqian Palace held the lights all night. Shan Liancheng took Lily of the Valley over to take care of him personally, and after Lily of the Valley fell asleep, he walked to the desk, opened the diary, and dipped the pen in ink.

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the family is reunited, only you are missing, Qixi Festival.

The next day, the big day of the emperor's burial.

The civil and military officials were dressed in filial piety clothes, and the honor guard escorted them all the way to the imperial tomb, and stopped the two coffins in front of the imperial tomb.

The snow was still falling, and the white flags were flying in the wind.

There were many people kneeling in front of the emperor's mausoleum, and they all came. Even Concubine Rong, who was temporarily living in Nanhua Temple, was also taken over.

Under the gaze of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, Qing Li was escorted up by two guards.

Concubine Hui looked at Qingli for some reason, and then looked at Shan Liancheng.

"Your Majesty, what's going on?"

Shan Liancheng didn't say anything, Qingli was also very calm, looking at Shan Liancheng without fear at all, and smiled faintly.

"Master, can you allow the slave to burn a handful of paper?"

Shan Liancheng glanced at the guards who were holding her, and the two let go of her.

Qing Li moved his stiff arm, walked to the emperor's tomb, took a handful of dark coins, lit them with incense and candles, but knelt down in the other direction and bowed three times.

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