When Feng Wei opened her eyes again, it was already three poles in the sun, and the weather was a little hot in summer, even if there were some ice cubes in the house, she still felt sticky and greasy.

She moved, and her back hurt.

She said "oops", lay back upside down, planning to go back to sleep again, but as soon as she closed her eyes, the memory of last night instantly returned, opened her eyes and sat up violently, lifted the curtain, and found a new set of clothes at the head of the bed, which should have been prepared for her.

He grabbed his clothes in his hands, put them on randomly, grabbed his hands in his hair and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by steaming heat, which made Feng Wei's breath stagnate, and then looked at the sun that had hung in the air, rubbed his waist, gritted his teeth and walked out.

The road she chose was taken yesterday, and she remembered that she took this road when she came to this palace yesterday, but no matter how she walked, she couldn't get out, and she didn't see anyone on the road, and she was already sweating after walking for a while.

"Your Majesty."

Hearing the voice behind her, Feng Wei wanted to turn her head, but she couldn't hold back, if it weren't for Qinghe's bowl of soup medicine last night, she wouldn't have ......

She bit her lip, ignored him, and continued on her way.

And Qinghe didn't say a word as before, following behind her, exactly the same scene, exactly the same person, but the reason was different......

The more she thought about it, the more blocked her heart became, Feng Wei took a deep breath, paused suddenly, turned back to Shangqinghe's slightly worried gaze, opened her mouth, but couldn't ask anything, in the end, she finally sighed and asked softly, "Why?" ”

Qinghe lowered his eyelids and did not speak.

Feng Wei didn't expect him to say anything now, but her own questions must be asked, otherwise the more she thought about it, the more bored she became, and she might go crazy if she held it back: "You obviously said that I was yours, and I was not allowed to touch other men, I was just yours, but you pushed me to someone else last night?" Why is that? ”

At the end of the question, she had already shouted, as if this was the only way to shout out the depression in her heart, but the person in front of her was like a wood without saying a word, and Feng Wei didn't want to raise her hand and slap Qinghe's face hard.

The loud slap in this empty back garden is unusually clear. A clear slap mark appeared on Qinghe's face in a moment.

He turned his head to look at Feng Wei, his eyes were filled with mist, and a trace of pain in his eyes flashed.

Feng Wei pressed the painful slap, the depression in her heart not only did not disappear but became more depressed, hitting Qinghe's face hurt in her heart, and her hands also hurt, is she considered to be self-inflicted?

Although she was distressed but forced herself to be ruthless, she no longer paid attention to Qinghe, she turned around and walked forward, Qinghe followed behind her step by step, Feng Wei paused, and her voice was soft: "Don't follow me again until you give me a reason." After saying this, luck is light, and no matter which direction it is, he directly chose a pleasing one and disappeared from Qinghe's sight in a blink of an eye.

Qinghe looked at the direction she left fixedly, his footsteps moved, but he took it back, he bit his lip and asked him to say the reason, what reason did he have? She is the emperor is destined to have three husbands and four servants, although he doesn't understand the intrigues and twists and turns in the palace, but he understands this, his thoughts are the same as Long Xin's thoughts, rather than letting others stuff some indiscreet people into her side, it is better to choose what is pleasing to the eye.

He took a deep breath and exhaled again, the hot pain on his face made his consciousness clearer, after all, he was still not worried about Feng Wei, his footsteps were slightly wrong, and he chased in the direction where Feng Wei went.

Feng Wei flew far away in one breath, came to a building complex and jumped directly to the top of the eaves, she chose this place is the highest in this building complex, looking down from the top, you can see some large and small palaces, dazzling gardens, and some rare plants, although it looks extraordinary, but can not ignore the vicissitudes of life carved out by time. These natural scenes made Feng Wei's mood relax, and the depression in her heart dissipated a lot, and she went directly cross-legged on the roof to condense her energy.

She didn't have to worry about being exposed to the sun, because behind her there was a big tree with three people hugging each other straight to the top of the clouds, the branches were thick and the leaves were dense, and the branches were stretched out at will in this sky, covering it in a radius of twenty meters or so. The place where Feng Wei sat was the edge of its coverage area, there was no wind blowing, and the leaves were still, but there was a trace of shade from the tree, so Feng Wei sat on the eaves and didn't feel too hot.

Her neckline is ajar, usually these dresses and dresses are all in charge of Xiaomei, and later after Qinghe came, he was in charge, and Long Xin was in charge of the time when she was injured, and now Xiaomei is not there, Rose is not there, Qinghe herself doesn't want to see it, Murong Che She doesn't want to see it, and Long Xin ......

She opened her eyes suddenly, yesterday Long Xin said that he would leave after talking to Murong Che about himself, and I don't know if he finished talking now? Will he still leave without saying a word like he did before? Won't I ever see him?

Then she smiled bitterly, although it was said that there was no banquet that would not be dispersed, but Long Xin was proposed by herself and let him go, if she could, she would rather go by herself. Thinking of Long Xin's repeated emphasis on asking her to go to Xuanyang Valley to see him, it was funny again.

Long Xin's goodbye is also because she can't stand the pain of parting, although Feng Wei doesn't have that kind of affection for him in her heart, but friendship exists, in her previous life because of her personality, she regards friendship as more important than love, this life is no exception, understanding is understanding, but when she thought of Long Xin's beautiful figure and the lonely back of leaving, her heart couldn't help but panic.

She jumped off the eaves, and ran in the direction of the comings and goings, since he was leaving, then she would send him off, although the parting was bitter, but sending a gift might make her heart feel better, although it was a bit selfish to do so, but she wanted to be hypocritical.

Halfway through the race, she stopped, sensed it carefully, and shouted in one direction: "Come out!" ”

Qinghe's concealment technique is top-notch, but Feng Wei couldn't be more familiar with his breath, every time he is around her, she can feel it for the first time.

Sure enough, Qinghe's figure floated out from which direction and stood in front of Feng Wei fixedly. Feng Wei snorted coldly and asked, "Where is Long Xin?" Where is he now? ”

"In the side hall of the West Courtyard."

"Take me there."

"Yes."

Qinghe responded softly, and chose a direction to walk in front, Feng Wei looked at his back, his eyes were complicated, and it took a while to keep up with his footsteps, but he didn't go far to meet Murong Che, he was followed by a father-in-law, holding a tray in his hand, with a soup bowl on it, and when he saw her, he immediately walked towards this side with a smile on his face.