Zhang Qi met Xiao Mo's gaze.

He was asking her, and she knew.

But?

Zhang Qi turned his head to look at the emperor who was walking in the front, and sure enough, he sold her embroidery paintings, the same as in his memory.

She knew that Emperor Chen, even if he was a reckless ancestor, liked to paint music and poetry, and the descendants of the Chen family seemed to like those things from their blood. Strive diligently and never get tired.

His own works have pleased the emperor, as Xiao Mo said, taking advantage of the situation is at this time!

But she still couldn't.

Zhang Qi looked back and shook his head quietly at Xiao Mo.

At the moment when she shook her head, Xiao Mo frowned slightly, and a trace of impatience finally appeared in her expression.

He may be thinking that she is cowardly and incompetent, and she doesn't know what to do, right? I don't know how to grasp such a good opportunity, and I deserve to be trapped.

But she really can't do it, especially a moment ago, when King Guangling threw such a sentence to the powerful people of Jiankang. Now, she must not put herself under everyone's gaze. That way, she couldn't hide it.

With her head down, Zhang Qi pursed her lips and slowly stepped back.

After a while, she disappeared into the darkness again.

After walking silently for a while, Zhang Qi came to a corner of the garden.

Here, the red flame is emitting warm heat, and a few lanterns are fluttering in the spring color. Next to it, there are several collapsed four treasures of the study.

Zhang Qi walked briskly to the side of several cases, quickly studied the ink, and began to write on them.

She writes quickly, and her beautiful handwriting comes out like flowing water.

After writing as quickly as possible, Zhang Qi hurriedly picked up the rice paper and blew the ink on it, she moved the rice paper to the flame, wanting to dry it.

"What is my sister-in-law writing?" A male voice of a developing duck came.

Suddenly hearing the human voice, Zhang Qi was startled. Reflexively, she turned her back sharply and walked into the darkness with a single step.

The man didn't expect her to dodge, and hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I have no malicious intent." He rushed behind her, reached out and grabbed her shoulder, and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, even if you are writing a letter to your lover, I promise not to say it." In his tone, he was teasing.

The man's palm was hot and powerful, and as soon as it touched Zhang Qi's skin, she shivered. Just as he was holding Zhang Qi's shoulder and happily looking down at the rice paper in her hand, Zhang Qi suddenly kicked his right foot back.

She didn't turn her head back, but the kick was right. The man was hit in the thigh, and he couldn't help but sigh, and the whole person stumbled backwards.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Qi lowered his head and rushed into the woods. The man screamed, and hurried into the tree, but everywhere it was dark, and where could I see a man?

Turning back in a daze, the man said in a sullen voice: "I can't understand what kind of ghost drawing is written." "The things on the rice paper are all strange symbols, and I really can't understand any of them.

In the blink of an eye, the young man who was about fifteen or sixteen years old looked at his hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, smiled, and muttered to himself: "Just by looking at the back, I know that she is a beautiful little lady, her skin is smooth and tender to the touch through her clothes, and I don't know whose little lady it is?" He stomped his foot and cried out in frustration, "It's all my fault, I forgot to look at her clothes." "All major families have their own special clothes. Being well-dressed is the most common thing in this era.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him, "Chen Yuan, Chen Yuan." ”

The young man hurriedly turned around, and under the fireworks, a handsome and agile face was a little unhappy, "Here, what is the name of the ghost." With that, he muttered and ran in the direction from which the voice had come.

Zhang Qi rushed into the woods, and after walking for a while, the rice paper also dried.

What happened just now was a small episode for her, and now there is no wave left.

Returning to the banquet, Zhang Qi looked over, and in the corner of one side, he saw Xiao Lu, a little guy who was busy with his head down.

She walked towards him along the darkness.

When Zhang Qi walked out of the darkness and came to Xiao Lu's side, Xiao Lu also found her.

Seeing that it was Zhang Qi, Xiao Lu frowned, but finally put down the work in his hand, walked to Zhang Qi, who lowered his eyebrows, and asked, "But you changed your mind?" ”

Zhang Qi shook her head, she raised her head, and glanced at Xiao Lu with bright eyes, but the person retreated into the darkness.

Seeing this, Xiao Lu slowly walked a few steps closer to her and asked, "Something?" ”

Zhang Qi nodded, she quickly took out the rolled rice paper from her arms, handed it to Xiao Lu, lowered her voice, and said seriously: "This is a sheet music, called "Getaway", which is a piece of music for the ensemble of Qin and Xiao. You give it to your family Xiao Lang and let him dedicate it to His Majesty in his own name. ”

Seeing Xiao Lu's noncommittal face, Zhang Qi said very seriously: "This score may be able to make Your Majesty change his opinion of your Xiao Lang and no longer ask about him and Princess Qingxiu." ”

Her overly serious tone and overly bright eyes made Xiao Lu stunned, he took the rice paper, and thought that his own Lang Jun had also said that the cowardly and timid sister-in-law in front of him was a smart and abnormal, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try." ”

Seeing that Xiao Lu finally agreed, Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth raised, and she said lightly: "Then I'll step down." ”

Xiao Lu sighed, and before he could turn around, a sharp duck voice came, "Ah Lu, where is your family Langjun?" What about Xiao Mo's kid? ”

Xiao Lu turned around, saw the person coming, and hurriedly laughed, he bowed, squeezed his eyebrows and grinned: "It turned out to be the Chen family's Ah Yu, Yu Langjun, my Xiao Lang is accompanying His Majesty." What about you, Lang Jun? Is there a beautiful girl in the picture? ”

Chen Yu shook his head and said with emotion: "I was in love with one of them, but one was not careful and let that sister-in-law slip away." ”

Xiao Lu was shocked, and he said curiously: "Your old man is in love, and that sister-in-law is still willing to run?" Whose family is it? ”

Chen Yu grinned and said, "If only I knew whose sister-in-law it was." She slipped away so fast that she didn't even let me see her face and ran away. ”

I didn't even see my face clearly, and I was embarrassed to say that I fell in love with someone. Xiao Lu's eyes widened, and after a while, he flattened his mouth and decided to ignore this boring person.

Chen Yu shouted a few words, looked down at the rice paper in his hand, and said, "What are you?" Show me? ”

"This?" Xiao Lu casually put the rice paper in his hand, and was about to hand it to Chen Yu, but when he thought of Zhang Qi's caution, he shook his head again and said, "No, this is for my family Langjun." ”

After that, he slipped around his waist, "Chen Family Langjun, the little one is going to see Lang Jun, and I will come to apologize to your old man when I am free." In Chen Yu's laughter and scolding, Xiao Lu disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing this, Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and quietly retreated to Zhang Jin's location.

When Zhang Qi came to Zhang Jin's side and lowered his eyebrows and scolded her, suddenly, a piano sound mixed with the sound of the flute floated in. In such a quiet night, the joy of the sound of the piano and the low and wide sound of the flute floated in wisps and seeped into the darkness. So fresh, so comfortable, and so lonely and open.

Many of the sisters-in-law Langjun who came here are highly accomplished in music, but where have they heard this song? For a moment, none of them spoke anymore, but just listened quietly.

This kind of silence made Zhang Jin dare not say anything more. And Zhang Qi, who lowered his head, was also smiling at the corner of his mouth at this time, and he was in a happy mood.