On the way back, Ling Ling kept thinking about what Murong Xue had said.

What she couldn't figure out was that at the palace banquet that day, Murong Xue obviously wanted to attract Bai Yixiu's attention in the garden, so why was she involved with Bai Feiye?

From Murong Xue's words, she could hear the noise in Murong Xue's tone, but why did she do this?

Moreover, the attitude of the people in the palace towards her is true, and she used to seem to come often......

She also mentioned Xuening Pavilion and even talked about the temple fair, so she and Bai Feiye ......

Ling Ling only felt that her brain was swollen and her heart was bored, and Murong Xue's few words really aroused her desire to explore.

She sat on the shore of the lake, her brow furrowed, her eyes staring straight at the calm surface of the lake.

"Miss Xiahou, you are just right, it is winter now, and the wind is strong by the lake."

Ling Ling turned her head to see that Qingliu, dressed in a blue robe, was standing straight beside her, with a bright smile on his face, like a touch of sunshine in winter.

"Can you sit with me for a while?"

Ling Ling said softly.

A hint of surprise flashed on Qingliu's handsome face, and then he nodded, put one hand on his knee, and sat beside Ling Ling.

"Qingliu, let me ask you a few questions, can you answer me truthfully?"

Ling Ling looked at Qing Liu beside him, his bright eyes were full of sincerity and expectation, Qing Liu felt a little embarrassed when Ling Ling looked at him like this, and nodded with his eyes down.

"What is the relationship between Murong Xue and the prince?"

Qingliu was shocked in her heart, why did she ask such a direct question as soon as she came! How does he answer this, this, this? The prince used to have a good relationship with Miss Murong? No, the prince has instructed not to say it, if he says it, I am afraid that the prince will only take Qingfeng and don't want him in the future!

And he could feel the subtle feeling between Miss Xiahou and the prince, if he said this, if there was any problem between the two of them, he couldn't afford the consequences!

Qingliu pondered for a moment, "Miss Murong, the prince and the emperor are playmates who grew up together. ”

Qingliu secretly praised his answer, he didn't lie to Miss Xiahou, and he didn't say that the prince wouldn't let him say it, there was nothing wrong, it was perfect!

Playmates who grew up together? Ling Lingxiu frowned slightly, pursed her lips and thought for a moment.

"Miss Murong, she ...... Used to come to King Jing's Mansion often? Ling Ling continued to ask.

Qingliu was a little crazy in her heart, why did Miss Xiahou keep asking Miss Murong today! Could it be that when the two of them walked towards the gate of the palace together, Miss Murong said something? Qingliu Jian frowned.

"Hmm...... Because the prince and Miss Murong grew up together, Miss Murong used to come to the palace to play with the prince, but she basically doesn't come now! ”

Qingliu's eyes looked at Ling Ling sincerely, as if to tell her, Miss Xiahou, I mean she could come before, but now the prince doesn't want her to come! Can you get the idea!!

Ling Ling was still frowning, his eyes looking straight at the lake, his slender fingers tapping lightly on his knees.

After a moment, she spoke again,

"Snow Pavilion ......"

As soon as she said these three words, Qingliu gasped! Don't ask him about Xue Ning Pavilion! Don't ask him about Xue Ning Pavilion!!

Ling Ling's words came to her lips for a long time, she thought, since Murong Xue and Bai Feiye have been playmates since childhood, and they often come to the palace as guests, then it is normal to know Xue Ning Pavilion. Why should she speculate about what is there and what is not?

"That's it, Qingliu, do you know where the prince has gone?" Ling Ling's words changed.

Qingliu secretly breathed a sigh of relief! Fortunately, he didn't ask, otherwise he really didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't tell her these words about the Xue Ning Pavilion built by Murong Xue because of Murong Xue, and the furnishings in it were arranged according to her preferences! That Jin Rong can't kill him!

Qingliu's expression gradually relaxed, "This question requires Miss Xiahou to wait for the prince to come back and ask the prince in person." The prince has instructed us not to say where he has gone out. ”

"Is it ......" Ling Ling lowered his eyes, his good-looking lips pursed into a line, and he fell into deep thought again.

Qingliu always felt that something was wrong with Ling Ling today, but he couldn't guess the reason.

In recent days, the prince has always sent him to follow Ling Ling, he feels that Ling Ling is different from other official ladies, although she is sometimes afraid of the prince, but she will also have a tough side in front of the prince; Although she is the eldest lady of the former prime minister's family, she does not have the squeamishness of those official ladies at all, and treats him and Jinrong like friends. Besides, she was in the main hall for a period of moon fox on that day, and Qingliu had secretly regarded her as an idol.

His eyes flashed and he decided to make an assist.

"Lord Wang, he has never let anyone go to live in Xuening Pavilion."

It was the season of light snow, the grass and trees on the lakeside were a little depressed, the lake was quiet without a trace of waves, and some immature voices of Qingliu sounded clearly in Ling Ling's ears.

She looked at the serious Qingliu with some doubts, and Qingliu continued,

"The bamboo garden is an important place in the palace, and you can't go in and out without the permission of the prince. The formation in the bamboo forest, only four people know, Wang Ye, Qingfeng, me, and ...... You. ”

He said it so directly, she should be able to understand, right?

Listening to Qingliu's words, Ling Ling's heart palpitated, and she frowned slightly.

"Do you know when the prince will come back?"

She wanted to see him.

"A few days ago, Qingfeng sent a message that the prince is on his way back, presumably within three days, he should be able to arrive."

"Three-Day ......"

Then wait until three days later, and see him!

Ling Ling shook his head and decided not to think about these things yet.

She took a deep breath, her slightly frowning brows stretched, and her pretty little face regained its former look.

……

Waited until the third day of Qingliu's statement.

On this day, Ling Ling didn't know what was going on, and suddenly wanted to practice calligraphy.

After lunch, she sat quietly at the desk on the first floor, facing the peach blossom tree outside the window, which was still blooming luxuriantly and like a fake tree, repeatedly writing the poem that Bai Feiye had taught her to write by holding her hand.

In the evening, the last rays of sunlight disappeared, and black covered the entire sky.

Ling Ling looked at the rice paper scattered everywhere on the table, with the same sentence densely written on it, and she looked at it for a long time, and a layer of pride appeared in her eyes.

"Looks like the method he taught really works!"

She picked up a piece of paper and looked at the dense words on it, each word flowing, seemingly soft, but powerful.

Xu is Bai Feiye's "words are like their people" stimulated her, and when she was in good spirits, she would always take out the stack of model rice paper and practice calligraphy seriously.

It was about the formation of muscle memory, and now when she wrote it casually, her handwriting was already eight or nine points similar to the words on the model rice paper.

"I haven't seen you for many days, but you're so conscious?"

A familiar magnetic voice came from outside the window, and Ling Ling's heart palpitated, and he looked up at the window.

The moonlight happened to be sprinkled in the open space in front of the Xuening Pavilion, under the peach blossom tree, the man was dressed in gold thread and white, with a gold-edged jade crown tied up his ink-colored hair, and sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

He stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Ling Ling in the window, with a vague smile on his face.

Ling Ling sat motionless, her bright eyes looking directly at Bai Feiye outside the window, there was no warning of his appearance, she only felt her heart beat faster.

"Bring the words you practiced today to this king."

He stood straight under the peach blossom tree, the occasional wind blowing lifted the corners of his spotless clothes, Ling Ling only felt that Bai Feiye, who had not seen for half a moon, looked particularly soft and charming tonight.

She obediently picked up a piece of rice paper, walked out of the Xuening Pavilion, and came to the peach blossom tree.

A faint scent of ambergris came to her nose, her face was hot, she bowed slightly, and handed the rice paper in her hand to him.

Bai Feiye raised his hand to take it, and his deep and bright eyes stared at the words on the rice paper faintly.

After a moment, he said softly,

"It's been a lot of progress, and it seems that there's been a lot of effort."

When Ling Ling heard this, he looked up at Bai Feiye, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows.

"Of course."

"Ling'er, tell this king, what is the next sentence when the mountains have trees and branches?"

The coldness in his eyes was covered by a layer of softness, and the beautiful magnetic voice did not reach Ling Ling's ears without being small.

It's just that half a moon hasn't been seen, and his tone at the moment is as soft as Ling Ling is in a dream.