Wen Qingwu didn't say much, only said a few words to Aya, and then said goodbye to Li Mingda.

Li Mingda was still sitting on the bed, leaning on the bed and watching Wen Qingwu walk out of the hall.

"It's like that." Li Mingda sipped the honey in his mouth and said vaguely.

Aya asked strangely on the side: "What is it like?" ”

"Like A-Niang." Li Mingda muttered.

Aya's face changed: "Princess, you can't talk nonsense!" ”

"I know." Li Mingda said and retracted his gaze: "But it's really similar." "It's not about looks, it's about feelings. That indescribable feeling.

After serving Li Mingda and using medicine, Wen Qingwu withdrew. Li Mingda became sleepy soon after taking the medicine, and then continued to fall asleep.

At the beginning of Youchu, Wen Qingwu looked at the sky and walked towards the outside of the Great Cause Palace. She shouldn't be on duty today, she doesn't have to stay late. Emperor Joan of Arc has not yet returned, and I don't know if he is resting in the palace garden.

In winter, it's much darker than usual. At the beginning of the unitary period, the sky began to darken. She stood outside the Hall of Great Cause for a while, looking motionless at the sky, and the clouds were getting thicker.

Suddenly, someone pulled him around. Wen Qingwu turned his head and looked at Li Zhi who was standing beside him at some point.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin?" She looked behind him and was about to ask why there was no one around her to serve, when she heard him put his finger to his mouth and "shhh

Wen Qingwu looked at Li Zhi blankly, and saw that his other hand behind his back was taken out, holding a woodcarved villain in his hand: "Sister Sumire, give it to you." ”

Wen Qingwu took the villain in Li Zhi's hand, the wooden figure had a clear face, thin eyebrows and eyes, a plump body, a simple snail bun, and a flower pinned to it.

What she was wearing was the light gauze skirt she wore most often in summer and autumn. Wen Qingwu touched the wooden man's face, with a bright smile on his facial features similar to his own. But she rarely laughs.

"What is this?" Wen Qingwu asked knowingly with the wooden figure.

"This is my carved sister." Li Zhi said that he was fast, and he only arrived at Wen Qingwu's shoulder in autumn, but he was almost to his ears in half a year. At this time, he had bright eyes and bright teeth, a small red face, and looked at Wen Qingwu's eyes with light, like a kind star in the night: "I carved it myself." He added.

Wen Qingwu looked at Li Zhi for a moment, and then accepted the wood carving: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." What gift does Your Highness want? ”

It seems that he didn't expect Wen Qingwu to ask like this. Li Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Does my sister want to give me a gift?" ”

"What do you want?" Wen Qingwu replied without asking. As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to touch Li Zhi's head, but before her hand was raised, she reacted that this was an act of transgression, so she took it back again.

Hearing Wen Qingwu's words, Li Zhi laughed, scratched her head embarrassedly, and when she looked at Wen Qingwu again, her eyes were cautious: "Can that sister often come to the East Hall to play with me?" ”

"No gifts?" Wen Qingwu asked.

Li Zhi shook his head: "This is the gift I want." ”

Wen Qingwu shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid I can't respond to His Highness." Sumire is now going to serve His Majesty, and I'm afraid she won't have much spare time to accompany His Highness. ”

The smile on Li Zhi's face slowly disappeared, and his gaze dimmed.

"Then do you have time to accompany the third brother?" After a long silence, he asked suddenly.

Wen Qingwu's body paused, looking at Li Zhi, who lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. At the mention of Li Ke, she thought of his frivolity in the pavilion that day, and her ears immediately flushed.

"Your Highness is too worried, I am a person in the inner palace, and I should avoid suspicion with His Royal Highness King Wu." Saying that, Wen Qingwu rushed at Li Zhi's upright luggage: "Sumire still has something to do, if His Royal Highness is fine, Sumire will retire first." ”

With that, leaving Li Zhi, who was silent in place, she walked under the stairs.

Li Zhi stood in place, watching Wen Qingwu's back drift away, biting his lip, his eyes were stubborn and aggrieved. Why, why does she dislike herself so much?

Forever so indifferent, forever so detached. If the third brother is here, if the third brother is there, will she laugh with him? Talk to him, play the piano with him.

At first sight, the first time he saw her by the river, he burned her appearance in the bottom of his heart. But he couldn't get in. I always thought he was a child, and everyone thought he was just a child.

He's eleven years old, too! He is also twelve years old. Actually, it's not small at all.

Li Zhi stood in place with his fists clenched, thinking about it and blocking it in his heart, and his voice began to choke.

After leaving the Great Cause Palace, Wen Qingwu went straight to the Xizi verandah. The verandah is in the garden, with a wall on one side and a tangled twig and flowers covered with snow on the other. The night gradually darkened, and the remote Xizi verandah became particularly quiet.

Wen Qingwu walked to the Xizi verandah and stood still, when he heard a voice coming into his ears.

"You have a tail."

Wen Qingwu didn't look back, still standing there steadily.

"It's okay, you can come out." She said.

As if thinking that Wen Qingwu didn't understand what he meant, his voice was hesitant, and he asked again: "There is someone behind you, who wants me to come out?" ”

"Well, come out." Wen Qingwu said firmly, without a little wavering and support: "Come out, stand in front of me, let her see." ”

The voice fell, and the verandah fell silent. The evening breeze mixed with the chill penetrated her collar, and she lifted it and pulled it tight.

In a flash in front of him, a figure stood in front of him.

Wen Qingwu looked up and saw the familiar figure. He was wearing a gray-blue round neck with a low-level chamberlain, with a decent bun tied on the top of his head, and his complexion was as pale as ever.

"Wen Cairen." He saluted Wen Qingwu with his hands folded.

There were also lanterns hanging on the verandah, and Wen Qingwu could easily see his face. Seeing the person in front of him saluting him, Wen Qingwu looked at him for a long time, and his tone was light: "Why didn't you die?" ”

"I want to live." His tone was still flat. It's like saying something extremely normal.

This does seem to be a normal thing, isn't it normal for a person to want to live?

"Whoever wants to kill me will not live." Wen Qingwu said: "Unless this life is useful." ”

When he heard this, he knelt down without saying a word: "If a talented person spares my life, today I will swear allegiance to a talented person here, and I will not die or give up!" ”

"You also said that to Gao Qinqin?" Wen Qingwu asked.

He shook his head, "Not yet." She's just an errand sent by the Inner Chamberlain. I did my part of the errand. The rest, unless it threatens my life, I don't care. ”

"Now that you are loyal to me, what will you do if I threaten your life?" Wen Qingwu looked at him condescendingly, and his tone was light.

He raised his head and looked at Wen Qingwu, his eyes were determined: "Didn't Liuji tell the talented people that we are dead soldiers, and if we are loyal to the Lord for one day, we will live and die for the Lord." Unless the master dies, he will not die or give up, even if it is his life. ”

Wen Qingwu looked at him, his eyes were gloomy, and he retracted his gaze for a long time: "Let's go." From now on, you'll be my man. ”