Qian Feng was rolling boredly in the quilt, and the thin blue smoke tent above his head was shaken by him rippling in circles, and finally he was tired, and he lay there weakly biting the corner of the quilt and said angrily: "It's been seven days!" I've been here for seven days, and if there's nothing fun, forget it, and the old woman won't let me go out, how can it be reasonable! Outrageous! ”

In fact, Qi Lan did not restrict his freedom, but every time he opened the door, he would immediately meet a pair of gloomy eyes, and wherever he went, Granny Rong would follow him, and he was so uncomfortable to see that he even wondered if this old woman had nothing to do on weekdays.

After a few times, Qian Feng was a little stunned about going out, and he would never take half a step out of the room except to solve his physical needs.

And the only thing that can relieve his boredom in the whole room is the moon worship, so he plays a song when he has nothing to do, and he can play it well when he is in a good mood, and he plays it when he is in a bad mood, of course, he is locked in a room and his mood is definitely not much better, so he is happy to play here, and he doesn't realize that the people around him have long been unbearable, and the people in the palace who are in dire straits are also helpless against the new favorite of this young master.

The meals were all delivered directly to the room, so he naturally didn't have a chance to see Qi Lan these days.

Qian Feng felt that if he stayed like this, he would get moldy.

"What to do? What to do......"

After thinking for a while, Qian Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, raised his hand and knocked on his messy head, and said excitedly: "Yes, she looks at me during the day, and she can't sleep at night!" It's a big deal, I sneak out at night to find Sakirong. How could I not have thought of such a good method in the first place! ”

Just do it, Qianfen looked up at the window, saw that it was still early, pulled up the quilt and covered his head and fell asleep, he had to recuperate and prepare for tonight's sneak run.

When he was a child, there was silence in the palace, Qianfeng could clearly hear the rustle of his feet stepping on the fallen leaves, he tried his best to slow down, and took advantage of the moonlight at night to vaguely discern the direction, but Qianfeng has always had a strange sense of direction, in other words, he is a road idiot, he was going to go to the main courtyard, but gradually walked towards the direction of the back mountain......

"Hey, why are there fewer and fewer houses? Such a large peach forest...... Am I going wrong again? Qian Feng scratched his head in annoyance and muttered to himself.

The night wind whined, as if someone was crying, and Qian Feng shivered when he heard it, and he turned around to leave here, but the moment he stepped forward, he heard the crisp sound of something breaking.

"What sound...... It seems to have come from the woods, is there someone here? I'd better check it out! ”

Qian Feng listened carefully for a while, then stopped his steps to leave, turned around and parted the criss-crossing peach branches, and followed the sound to walk inside.

From time to time, peach blossoms fall, and when Qianfeng comes out of the peach forest, it is already full of falling flowers.

After passing through the peach forest, he found that there was a cave behind it, and it was a large garden full of cypresses.

Qian Feng brushed off the petals on his body, took a few steps forward, and leaned down to carefully identify the handwriting on a stone tablet at the gate of the garden: "Qi, Shi, tomb...... ...... Garden"

Cemetery...... Isn't that a graveyard? How did I get here? Qian Feng thought about it while walking in.

"Click!" There was another sound of objects shattering, this time much clearer than before, and then there was a violent coughing sound, and before Qian Feng had time to think about it, he quickened his pace and walked along the path full of weeds in the direction from which the sound came.

Turning an intersection again, before Qian Feng could see the scene in front of him, he heard a voice come coldly: "Who?" ”

This cold question made Qian Feng's heart startled, and then he realized that this voice was somewhat familiar, Qian Feng raised his hand and rubbed his misty eyes, and then looked up, and there was a lonely tomb in his eyes, and the white marble tombstone glowed with a cold light in the moonlight.

The tomb of the first Cijiang Wanfei.

Qian Feng silently recited the words on the stone tablet in his heart, and couldn't help but be stunned, mother?

Scattered pictures came to mind, distant memories were about to come out, and a feeling called sadness slowly spread in my heart.

"How did you get here?" Another cold question interrupted Qianfeng's thoughts.

Qianfeng blinked, shook off those chaotic thoughts, and found that a person sat in the shadow next to the tombstone, a lake-blue silk shirt in the night like a vast wave, surging and churning with his movements, perhaps because of the night, the man did not tie his hair, a green silk flowed straight down like a waterfall, and was softly draped over his shoulders, he was originally with his head down, but when Qianfeng walked closer, he raised his head, the moonlight sprinkled on his face in an instant, and his cheeks, which were usually white and warm, were dyed a touch of red at the moment, The peach blossom eyes that were always full of smiles were also steamy, but Qian Feng still instantly caught the coldness in his eyes, which was a resistance to others invading his territory.

Qianfeng unconsciously took a step back, and said, "I ......"

As if he suddenly lost interest in his answer, Qi Lan raised his head and poured a sip of wine into the wine jug in his hand, and the clear wine slowly fell from the jug, falling into his slightly open mouth, and some accidentally overflowed from the corners of his mouth, flowing down his curvy neck into his half-open chest, this scene fell in Qianfeng's eyes, it seemed a little ...... Charm.

Damn, what was I thinking? Qian Feng scolded secretly and explained in a low voice: "I'm lost......"

Qi Lan chuckled: "Hehe, it is also a skill to be able to get lost here from Yilan Courtyard." ”

With that, he patted the position next to him and said, "Come here." ”

Qian Feng walked over slowly, rubbing the corners of his clothes vigorously with both hands, as if he was treating him as someone to vent his anger, muttering as he walked: "There are so many roads, the black lights are blinding, how do I know which way to go, and besides, it's not your fault, you don't let people look at me during the day, can I sneak out at night without sleeping?" ”

Qi Lan didn't seem to hear his complaints, just watched him sit down slowly, and then stared at the corners of his clothes and said, "If you rub it again, I'll have to buy you new clothes again." ”

Qian Feng hurriedly let go and scratched his head in embarrassment. Seeing that he was very cute like this, Qi Lan couldn't help but raise his hand and knock him on the forehead. Unexpectedly, Qian Feng suddenly jumped up from the ground as if he had exploded, and wiped his forehead with his hand, and soon a red mark appeared on that piece of skin.

Qi Lan's eyes instantly turned cold, "You dislike me?" ”

Qian Feng looked at him indignantly: "Why did you knock me on the forehead?" The red kite said that this place is not allowed to be touched, this is her ......"

After the words were spoken, the voice became smaller and quieter, and when I listened carefully, I was a little choked.

"Red Kite ......" silently recited these two words, and heard the name from Qian Feng's mouth again, Qi Lan suddenly wondered what kind of existence this woman was for Qian Feng, but after thinking about it, what does this have to do with him!

"That's it, I don't care about you, come, drink with me."