He put his hands on the willow tree with his crooked neck and bent himself up to look at the water.

The surface of the water is covered with a thin layer of catkins, like a dusty mirror.

Two swallows chased down from the peach tree next door, brisk and lively, leaving behind a whispering murmur.

Qi Yiyi drank a full amount of water, sat happily on the stump and looked up at his back, and then spit out from the gap between the swallows' murmuring: "What do you think?" ”

He turned his head slightly, and was met by her usual nonchalant smile.

After a pause, he said, "Qi Yiyi, you never get angry, don't you?" ”

He suddenly remembered that no matter how much he scolded her and counted her down, she had never been angry.

Even the last time he was in his office, he said it so harshly, and she didn't look annoyed at all.

For a person who has been indulged in lawlessness by his family, this is really unconscionable.

Qi Yiyi stroked the grass beside her feet and smiled: "It depends on what is going on." ”

folded the tip of the grass in his hand, and said: "If it is Du Ruolan and the like, then even if they don't provoke me, I will be angry, and I always want to find something to make them unhappy." ”

Yan Tang's brows furrowed. "I'm talking about not being angry if someone accuses you?"

Qi Yiyi chuckled: "Why don't you just ask me if I will be angry with you?" ”

Yan Tang's face was gloomy, and he turned his head to look at the water again.

Qi Mi fiddled with the kettle in his hand, and his smile became a little long.

In the first month of the nineteenth year of Qingxi, the coffin of Yan Tang, the king of Zhenbei and the general of Dingguo, was finally transported into Beijing after a long journey.

She got the news in the middle of the night.

In the bright room, there was only the candlelight raised by the green mark and the dim fire reflected in the copper lavender cage.

Outside the window, there was still residual snow, but it was clearly added to the charcoal, and the chill poured in from all directions, enveloping the limbs and torsos of the people.

"I heard that I was hit by more than a dozen arrows and many knife wounds, and the accompanying military doctor spent a lot of effort to restore the wounds and pretend to be buried.

"The cavalry regiment that was saved by the prince sacrificed his life was escorted back from the coffin with filial piety.

"The emperor led the crown prince to greet him at the city gate in person, and I heard that Concubine Ye had fainted many times......"

Greenmark's hand was shaking, shaking out a room of shattered light and shadow.

She sat quietly for a long time, then changed into plain clothes and went out, going straight back to Taikang Fang.

Now the magnificent and luxurious palace, that night it was like snow falling again in the sky, wrapping it white inside and out.

The coffin stopped in the mourning hall in the southwest corner, and the lid of the coffin was opened, allowing relatives to say goodbye.

And the people of all the provinces came, but she did not go up.

Standing in the crowd, listen to the chaotic recounting of his bravery on the battlefield, his brilliant strategy, and the promises he made to his friends before he set out on the expedition.

- The most heart-wrenching reversal of fate is the promise that has just been made, but can never be fulfilled.

Yan Tang is so good in the eyes of others, and she has never thought of him from beginning to end.

When she was six years old, she followed her brother back from her grandfather's house, and often sat under the big locust tree in the street, watching Su Shenyun play happily with the children in the market, or looking at the mountains and minarets in the distance and the floating clouds in the sky through the door of the street.

He was much taller than her, and one day he stood in front of her like a tall tree, and sat down beside him.

"I also like to sit here and look at the mountain."

He put his elbows on his knees, looked at the mountains in the distance, and said quietly, "There is only one tower on the mountain, and it must be very lonely." ”

She couldn't understand what he was saying, and Ta wasn't human, so how could she feel lonely? But at last someone was willing to sit down and talk to her, and she thought it was good.

"Then now you and I are two people, and we are both companions, so we will not be alone."

She said happily and with a little expectation.

She knew that he was the little prince of the palace next door, but she didn't feel any difference between them.

They're all idlers who are so bored that they need to sit here and look at the sky, aren't they?

She couldn't remember how he said yes.

Anyway, they really stayed together a lot, talking, doing homework, or talking to each other.

But as time gradually grew, she began to have other friends.

She grew disgusted with his boredom.

"Why don't you even kick the shuttlecock, Xing Xiaowei asked me to kick the shuttlecock, then I can't take you!"

"Look at the accounts, I only know how to read the accounts all day long, and I even see that my face looks like an account book! Look at Qi Ziyu, laughing all day long, happy when you look at it! ”

"You are so annoying, my brother has never taken care of me like this!"

…… She was really depressed in her heart, except for the place where her brother was there, there was no place in the Su family where she could relax peacefully.

Although she regarded him as a good friend, she didn't like his personality.

With him, she really can't let go.

She has a lot of energy in her heart, a kind of energy that is always looking for an opportunity to erupt!

She firmly believes that she will never be controlled by the Su family in the palm of her hand for the rest of her life, even if she is poor all her life, she will live her life with her eyebrows raised!

…… In those years, even if she was inadvertent, she didn't stab him in the heart, right?

Standing outside the mourning hall, she thought so at that moment.

But he never annoyed her with anything.

He seemed to have a temper, because it was easy not to see her laughing.

But he seemed to have no temper, because he had never seen any big emotional ups and downs in front of her.

Everyone said that they were childhood sweethearts and children, but after meeting Xiao Heng, she mentioned him to him with a vague little excitement, and he never wanted to persuade her from beginning to end.

From the age of six to sixteen, they were friends for a whole decade.

As she grew older and more experienced, she began to understand the value of this friendship to her.

He also began to regret that when he was younger, he shouldn't have been between them—no, it was his words.

Therefore, when he counted her sharply in the office that day, she thought of her own youth and ignorance, but she did not feel hurt, let alone angry.

People, happy for a day, unhappy for a day, where are so many angry people?

She laughed, tossed the kettle to him, and got up lazily.

When she was done, she came over again, put her arm on the long arm he was hanging on the tree, and said with a smile: "The prince is so beautiful and has such a good figure, of course I won't be angry with the prince!"

"—Of course! It would be better if the prince could be polite to me from now on!

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to call me 'ethereal' for the sake of me being so reasonable? ”

Yan Tang finally saw that his expression calmed down and became cloudy.

After staring at her grinning face for a long time, he mercilessly withdrew his hand and walked under the bridge with the pot.

Isn't she going to suffocate if she doesn't bastard for a quarter of an hour......