The sky was bright and the air was slightly cool.

Qingzhu slowly woke up from the dream, with a dull pain in his back, and when he saw Ling Siqing, who had not slept all night, he couldn't help but fall into tears, and there was a pain in his eyes that could not be concealed, as well as those slight blessings.

"Green Bamboo ......"

"Miss, are you back? Did the lord make trouble for you? Have you done anything? Qingzhu pursed his lips and asked bitterly, how can Ling Siqing not understand, last night Qingzhu's dream was in his ears, Miss, don't come back, don't come back, Miss, Qingzhu hurts, it hurts......

Poor Qingzhu, Ling Siqing took a deep breath and barely raised a smile. "Be careful of the wound, don't move, he didn't look for me, don't worry!" She pressed down the green bamboo, which was struggling to get up, and her bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"If it hurts, it's not a shame." Her voice choked up.

Qingzhu's chapped lips smiled, and he said distressedly: "Miss, Qingzhu doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore." As he spoke, he wanted to shake Ling Siqing's hand, but he touched the wound on his back, and he couldn't help but gasp, causing Ling Siqing to look at him with pity.

"I also said that it doesn't hurt, and I have a good rest in bed these days, and I am not allowed to get up." Ling Siqing ordered distressedly.

"Yes." Qingzhu nodded, with a smile on the corner of her lips, Miss Zhidao cared about herself, and she couldn't help but feel even warmer in her heart.

About four or five days later, Zuo Xiang's Mansion turned out to be calm, and no one came to disturb Sizhu Garden, and no one came to trouble Ling Siqing, Qingzhu was slightly surprised, but he didn't dare to mention it, but Ling Siqing said that it was calm before the storm.

Sure enough, there was a hidden thunder in the sky on this day, and the drizzle fell after a while, and it fell on the dry land for a long time.

Qiao Muyu stood silently in the pavilion, looking at this vibrant world, it was obviously spring, but he suddenly felt as if an autumn leaf was passing in front of him, and he made a desolate sound, as if he was laughing at him.

He was abandoned by the woman, who fled from him silently!

The old butler who came to report said something, he didn't seem to hear it, and he couldn't help but repeat it again in a loud voice: "Master, you have been busy with the affairs of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for the past few days, and I don't know how that prince is doing now?" ”

Qiao Muyu was still succumbing, his heart was slightly cold, yes, he had forgotten that woman in the past few days!

Qiao Mufeng secretly encircled many ministers, wanting to use Su Wanwan's matter to trip Qiao Muxuan, how could this be so easy, naturally it took a lot of effort, and Qiao Muyu's participation was indispensable, so that in the end, Qiao Muxuan's confinement was released in advance, thinking that in a few days, they should participate in the spring hunt together.

Qiao Muyu's phoenix eyes widened slightly, and there was a hint of evil smile on the corner of her lips - what about Spring Hunting, this is inseparable from the third path agreed by Ling Siqing, she chose it on her own initiative, I don't know how she has prepared these days, whether she has the ability to withstand his counterattack!

After thinking about it, I saw Qiao Muxuan, who was dressed in white like snow from a distance, and walked over with an umbrella.

Qiao Muxuan was a little suspicious of Qiao Muyu because of Su Wanwan's matter, but seeing that he was running around for himself for days, he actually let himself be released from confinement in advance, which dispelled the doubts in his heart, and as soon as he came out of the meditation hall and rested for a while, he went straight to the Six Princes' Mansion.

Qiao Muyu naturally understood his intentions, and didn't say much, the two looked at each other and left the house with a smile.

Exquisite painting boat, private room.

Integrity is misty and rainy, the scenery is slightly cool, but the lake surface is rippling, the dust and smoke are misty, the exquisite painting boat seems to walk through the light smoke ripples, and the weeping willows on the shore are delicate and shy.

The sound of the guzheng is tactful and melodious, although it is not as shy as her daughter, but there is a sense of loneliness that is difficult to find.

Since Ling Siqing incarnated as Ling Qingzhu, he is naturally no stranger to the Linglong Painting Boat, but he rarely takes the initiative to come, and this time he was invited by the shopkeeper.

"Qingzhu?" A startled sound came from the small pavilion on the painting boat, and then some footsteps sounded around him.

Ling Siqing raised his eyes and looked over, only to see Liu Junsheng, whom he had met that day, running over in small steps, the rain hit his elegant face, with some clear color, but he was full of joy, and even the surprise in his voice was erased.

"Qingzhu, it's really you, I thought I recognized the wrong person just now." The voice was silent outside Ling Siqing's umbrella.

Ling Siqing raised his lips, smiled indifferently, and did not move the umbrella in his hand for half a minute, a little intimacy was obvious, "Young Master Liu came with a vassal and elegant person?" ”

Liu Junsheng is a straightforward person, smiled heartily, shook his head, his hair was already wet, "The last time I met Qingzhu, I knew that there was still a confidant like Qingzhu in the capital of Jinling Kingdom, but I don't like to see those individuals in general." ”

Ling Siqing smiled, and when he saw that someone in the small pavilion was calling him, he made a gesture and asked him to go first.

Liu Junsheng walked back a few steps, remembering that he had not made an appointment with her, and turned around to look for her with some chagrin, but saw Ling Siqing enter the exquisite private room of the Linglong Painting Boat, which was specially prepared for VIPs by the Linglong Painting Boat, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is this Qingzhu actually the VIP of the Linglong Painting Boat?

The smoke and aroma in the private room hit people, and the brocade gauze silk tent was warm and jade soft bed, which was a rich and noble atmosphere.

Ling Siqing was a little at a loss, she didn't like this kind of taste, Xu was too easy to make people sink, Xu was too arrogant, in short, it made her uncomfortable, she couldn't help frowning, and walked to the side of the window, but she happened to see Liu Junsheng's back shaking his head and turning away.

Strange, did he come back again?

Ling Siqing's frowning and thoughtful appearance was completely reflected in another pair of delicate eyebrows, the phoenix eyes were frivolous, as if revealing a trace of condensed hot emotions, and the thin lips were slightly raised, revealing a touch of bright color, "Childe is here for ten thousand gold?" ”

The familiar voice made Ling Siqing come back to his senses suddenly, and when he saw the person clearly, he was stunned for a while.

Qiao Muyu was dressed in a golden brocade robe that was slightly loose, with a wide belt tied around the waist, but the placket was slightly open, revealing a beautiful neck, and delicate collarbones, thick black hair hanging down, phoenix eyes burning, and red lips.

Why is he here? Ling Siqing suddenly felt like he wanted to escape!

Qiao Muyu also seemed to be looking at Ling Siqing, who was dressed in verdant clothes, the bamboo-like green was much more comfortable than the tattered one, but I didn't know what made her change, but what about the person outside the window!

The eyes of the two were full of silence for each other, and the air was even more lonely and silent, only the curling smoke was extremely enchanting.

Qiao Muyu took the lead in breaking the silence, as if he didn't notice Ling Siqing's strangeness, lazily tugging at his shirt, brushing the black hair behind him with one hand, and asked softly, "Ling Gongzi, aren't you here for Wan Jinping?" ”

Ling Siqing froze, and she almost bit her tongue before she could speak, she secretly annoyed that she was so easily provoked by him!

Damn it! Secretly scolded, his eyes sank, Ling Si** ignored Qiao Muyu's charming and crazy posture, as well as the sultry posture, but the next moment he suddenly realized something, "You designed me!" ”