"Call everyone here, you put away all the things in this house for me!" Ye Ziyi didn't believe this, but she felt disgusted by the things that Qiu Ji had touched, so she said to the little maid who led the way. "You take the doll, you don't have to do anything, just follow me. ”

"Yes. ”

The little maid was also stable, and she was not overjoyed when she got this messenger, so she really followed Ye Ziyi honestly.

Ordered to return all the things in this pavilion to the steward's office, and re-received the new things that were pure and pure, Ye Ziyi simply did not return to the Yanyue Palace, watched the people lay out the furniture, and directly let them receive the brazier soup woman by the way, and prepared to live in this Tingsong Pavilion.

After the room was all arranged, Ye Ziyi sat in the main hall, leaning on the woody Arhat couch, looking at the puppets on the small table, with a mocking smile on the corner of her lips.

can catch Qiu Ji's pigtails, Ye Ziyi feels comfortable mixed up, count, how many times has that girl hurt Jing Wei, this time, how can I give her a small loss, sue her first, and then talk to Gongzicheng about the conditions, anyway, I am grounded, I don't care about pulling a cushion, strive for it, let Qiu Ji not see Gongzicheng for half a year, see who is more uncomfortable!

The art of boredom is disliked by the powerful in the four countries, Qiu Ji made this thing to calculate her, even if she was killing herself, no wonder she had anything, Ye Ziyi thought for a while, thought about it, but suddenly got a little tired.

Look, look, it's not going to happen, she's already starting to calculate his woman, what's the point of such a day? she's just staying for a while, although the slut has to learn a lesson, but why is she so uncomfortable?

Alas, Qiu Ji, Xia Ji, there may be Nan Ji and North Ji, he has so many concubines, now she wants to teach them a lesson, send them away, and drive them clean, this feeling is very bad, she doesn't know who else will come next time, it is the nineteenth princess, and the lady Zhen, how to deal with them, how to endure them, think about it, she feels kind.

This time it's a puppet, but what about the next time? What is it? How many times will this happen before it ends? How can those noble ladies and ladies avoid it? It's so tiring.

The fair-skinned slender fingers tapped on the dark brown sides, and Ye Ziyi reached out and pinched the center of his eyebrows. She has to think of a way, she can't become the person she hates, even if she is by his side temporarily, she doesn't want to become one of the women struggling in his back house, this is not the life she wants, let alone the future she can bear.

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The night at the end of the year is very lively, the streets of Liangdu are lit up, the sound of crackling firecrackers comes from all directions, echoes in the night sky, endlessly, the fire in the city is lit up, and the deep sky is lit up.

Ye Ziyi stood in front of the door of the building wearing a silver fox fur, looking at the sky in the distance that was bright and dark with the sound of firecrackers, and was slightly distracted.

Today is the last day of Tiankang's nineteenth year, and as soon as tonight passes, it will be a new year, her Ah Fu...... It's almost two and a half years old, and these days are going by so fast......

Unknowingly, it has been three years since she arrived in this era, and in the past three years, she has tried her best to avoid that person, but in the end, she has returned to the original point.

Although Gongzicheng's attitude towards her has changed, the difference in status between them, the generation gap between them in terms of looking at problems, has not changed, even if he changes his strategy and begins to cherish her, whether he is sincere or false, she can still only be his concubine, just a concubine, just a concubine who will not reward people at will.

Self-deprecatingly bent her pale pink cherry lips, a layer of mist appeared in Ye Ziyi's dark eyes, she looked up at the night sky, let out a gentle breath, and watched the milky white air mass under the light gradually dissipate, she slowly closed her eyes.

She doesn't want this kind of love, and she doesn't want such a son. If you can't devote yourself wholeheartedly, it's not love, no matter how beautiful the appearance is, it will grow old, no matter how sweet the moment will wither, if it is destined to lose, she would rather have nothing from the beginning!

Slowly opened his eyes, and there were a pair of dark and deep eyes, Ye Ziyi looked up at those cold eyes, and her throat suddenly choked a little.

Seeing him, she still can't ignore it, she still wants to get closer, she is really useless, she can't get it, why is she still excited?

"Why did you move here to listen to Song Pavilion?" Gongzi Cheng looked down at Ye Ziyi and couldn't help but caress her hair.

Ye Ziyi, who stood with her back to the lamplight, was immersed in the shadows, and at this time, it seemed that she was extraordinarily fragile and delicate, which made people want to pity and comfort her, and the light melancholy in her dark crystal-like eyes was already able to attract people to be willing to pour out everything for her.

"Why did Childe come back so early?" Ye Ziyi smiled faintly, looked over him and looked at the night sky and said softly. "The sky is so beautiful tonight, it's the most beautiful from here. ”

"Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve. Gongzi Cheng hugged Ye Ziyi, stood side by side with her, turned around and looked at the dark blue sky reflected by the firelight in the distance, and said lightly. "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the lights, and, listen, how loud the firecrackers are. Ye Ziyi looked at the firelight in the distance with some longing, and sighed. "It's been another year. ”

"Year after year, how similar. Gongzi Cheng lowered his eyes, glanced at Ye Ziyi beside him, and then turned his eyes to look at the fire in the distance. "Nothing to look at. ”

"How come? Daliang's Chinese New Year's Eve is more lively, not everywhere, there is this fire that can reflect half the sky. Ye Ziyi breathed softly, her long eyelashes moved slowly, and her clear black eyes reflected the firelight of the night, straight like a galaxy.

"Yecheng talents gather, naturally. Gongzicheng looked at Ye Ziyi in the night, she stood so straight, as if she was standing alone, no, and she didn't need any support, under the starry night, the slender person didn't know why, there was a special charm, which made people have to care, every time they got closer, it was even more difficult to look away.

"I really envy those people who stay together and have fun. On such a festival, the whole family is in one place, how happy, why doesn't the son accompany Mrs. Zhen to celebrate the New Year?

"Are you complaining about me?" Gongzi Cheng pulled Ye Ziyi's shoulder, looked at her face with a faint expression, and frowned slightly.

"How can I complain about my son? It's just that on such days, the house is too deserted, and I am alone, and this year is so boring. Ye Ziyi lowered her eyes, turned around and still stood back in place, looking into the distance and said lightly. "Speaking of which, Childe is going back to the fiefdom after the New Year, right? Heh, I'm afraid that when Childe comes back, I'll be gone. ”

"What's wrong with you? If you're lonely, it's just a matter of looking for Qiu Ji and them to accompany you, what are you talking about!" Gongzi Cheng pulled Ye Ziyi over, pinched her chin, looked at her cold and waveless eyes, and frowned even tighter.

"Heh, Gongzi's concubines?" Ye Ziyi smiled mockingly, looked at Gongzi Cheng and said coldly. "I still want to live longer, how dare I ask them to come close?"

"What's wrong, don't talk to me like that!" Gongzicheng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and Ye Ziyi's tone of voice and the attitude she showed obviously displeased him.

"Huh......" Ye Ziyi let out a long breath, she looked at him with some sadness, and said softly. "Do you know that in your mansion, how many people around you want to take my life, and how many people are looking forward to my death?"

"What the hell is going on, say!" Gongzi Cheng's eyes sank, and his breath became much heavier, he seemed to be trying to suppress his anger, and his hand unconsciously increased his strength, seeing Ye Ziyi snorting in pain, he immediately let go, put his hands into fists behind his back, and stared closely at Ye Ziyi, whose eyes were full of sadness, waiting for her to answer.

"Childe will know when he enters the house to see, why should I say more?" Ye Ziyi's tone was a little cold, she didn't expect anything from him, even if he said let her be patient, she didn't care, but when she thought of Qiu Ji, she thought that Qiu Ji was his favorite concubine in the past, how could she not play the drama of complaining, so she naturally couldn't control the awkwardness.

"Come in with me. Gongzicheng glanced at her, turned around and walked towards the door, Ye Ziyi gently rubbed his chin that was pinched by him, forcibly suppressed the stuffiness in his chest, pursed his lips and followed his footsteps.

When he entered the hall, he saw that there was an oil lamp on the small table of only the Luohan couch, and Gongzi Cheng commanded. "Fetch the lamp. ”

The maidservant girl in the hall retreated, Gongzi Cheng walked to the Luohan couch, picked up the puppet with a bone needle on the small table, looked at it several times, and his face sank slightly. "Who is it?"

"When I came, I met Akihime. Ye Ziyi's face was a little cold, and he said lightly. She said that she knew that the son gave me this place, and she was afraid that the servants would not be well prepared, so she came to clean and arrange it for me personally, but unfortunately, I have a habit of not liking people to touch my things, so after she left, I found someone to clean it again, and I found this under the bed in the bedroom. ”

Ye Ziyi's words, she didn't add anything, she didn't subtract anything, but she pointed out the mistakes of Qiu Ji one by one, this time, Qiu Ji committed more than just the sin of using the art of disgust, the crime of being the master of self-control, and spying on her husband, she believes, it makes men unbearable, especially a man like Gongzicheng who likes to control everything, which will definitely touch his anger.

"Someone!" said to the servant girl who answered the voice. "Pass the word, listen to the Song Pavilion from today onwards, no one is allowed to enter without my personal order, and the cabinet will be arranged by Steward Luo. Qiu Ji, grounded in the Begonia Garden, a group of slaves and maids in the park, not allowed to take half a step, violators, killed!"

"Yes. The maidservant replied, retreated respectfully, and didn't forget to owe Ye Ziyi before going out, but she began to treat her as a master.