Ling Siqing looked back, and the dim oil paint seemed to be silently telling the ruthlessness of the years.

She left with Qiao Muyu without any love, not caring about his silence, step by step away from this cold palace, leaving this cold palace, her heart was torn again.

The dead leaves all over the ground were trampled and made a crisp sound, following behind Qiao Muyu, his bright eyes overflowing with cold light.

"Why don't you stay in the Mingyang Palace, walk around in the palace, if you are not careful, your life will be gone." Knocking on the door, he suddenly paused, looking at Ling Siqing behind him, his eyes were soft, and he still couldn't let go.

"Nothing, just lost." She answered in a shallow voice, but she was so gentle and submissive that she couldn't speak.

Qiao Muyu frowned, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't take her in there, after all, the place where she lived was bright, but the place where he lived was so dark, but he unconsciously wanted to pull her into his life.

"I've been out of the palace, the way back should be clear, let's go." Qiao Muyu had no intention of sending it off.

Ling Siqing looked at the palace gate behind Qiao Muyu, didn't say anything after all, turned around and left.

Before entering the palace, she thought that Qiao Muyu had committed a crime seven years ago, and then after entering the palace, especially when she entered the abandoned palace, many things were unclear for a while, what secrets were hidden in this treacherous palace!

She walked in a trance, and she didn't care much about being bumped by someone, and kept heading towards the western suburbs.

As the sun sets, the faint sunlight slowly descends, reflecting on the simple bluestone slab, plating a thin layer of gold on the simple and elegant bluestone road, with some indescribable warmth.

Look, it's going to be dark......

Where is she going?

Ling Siqing was bathed in the blood-red sunset, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

The mysterious Qiao Muyu, the gentle Qiao Muxuan, the cold Qiao Mufeng, and Qiao Muyou, she clenched the Jinpa in her hand, and her heart was slightly irritable, all of this, like an invisible net, tightly entangled her, as if she was about to suffocate.

She traveled to Jinling Kingdom, and after experiencing that kind of thing, she just wanted to live strongly, and then escape from here on her own, but she didn't want to meet that person again, she wanted to take revenge on him, and use her entangled relationship with herself to retaliate against him, but seeing him carefully protecting herself, she suddenly felt very tired.

Life is really short, and if you want to retaliate, it will only take too much time and energy, and she is really tired!

Qiao Muyu, his life may not be easy!

I don't know why, once I was moved, I could only think of him like this, Ling Siqing was a little annoyed, why did she find out that he was the one who violated her in the first place after she was tempted!

Thinking of this, Ling Siqing sighed lightly, his body was bumped, and he felt that his head sank, and his eyes blurred......

The setting sun sprinkled a faint layer of gold on the bluestone road, and on the roadside stalls, the vendors were busy packing up their things and going home, but Qiao Muyu followed the people in front of her, and when she was hit by someone but fainted, she immediately rushed up.

When Ling Siqing woke up, she had already returned to Sizhu Garden, and Qingzhu was taking care of her carefully.

"Qingzhu, how did I get back?" She was a little puzzled, but she remembered that when she passed out, she should have been on the road.

"Miss, His Royal Highness sent you back." Qingzhu didn't hide it, but he didn't understand the relationship between Miss and the six princes, it seemed to be even more messy than imagined, although the six princes were romantic, they seemed to be very special to Miss.

Ling Siqing was silent, his thoughts were messy, and he took a hot bath and fell asleep.

It was very late when Zuo Xiang returned, and Zhilu Daoling Siqing came back, although he was surprised by her early return, he was not angry, but he responded indifferently and ignored it again.

Ling Siqing didn't want to have too much to do with Prime Minister Zuo, so he avoided it if he could, in case he didn't know how to die.

About a few days later, the day of the spring hunt arrived.

On this day, on the main street of the capital, carriages and horses shuttled, so lively!

The enclosure of the spring hunt is located in the suburbs of the south of the city, which is the place of the royal hunting, in order to hunt every spring, the royal order prohibits the people from hunting in the southern suburbs, the purpose is to accumulate the prey of the hunting ground, just wait for the spring hunt to show their skills.

Ling Siqing was going to go to the Linglong Painting Boat, but she happened to catch up with this crowded scene, and after thinking about it casually, she turned around and went to the western suburbs.

Huiling Restaurant.

It seems that because of the spring hunt, there are not many people coming and going to the western suburbs, and there are no people in the store.

Yuhua sat on the chair of the master in the courtyard, her eyes were lowering her eyes and doing the work at hand, her belly was already big, and she was pressed against her slender body heavily, although it was heavier, but it did not reduce her delicate and delicate complexion at all, but it looked more gentle and quiet.

Ling Siqing's heart moved, and she walked over, "Sister-in-law, your hands are really skillful, and your belly is also spectacular." ”

"Siqing, you're here." Yuhua smiled and stretched out her hand to greet her, "Sister-in-law, I'm getting more and more jealous of you!" Ling Siqing completely let go of her heart, said leisurely, hugged the five or six-year-old little girl next to her, and called, "Xiao Feng'er, how good, do you miss your aunt?" ”

Xiao Feng'er nodded, smiled shyly, went in to serve tea, and looked at Ling Siqing's heart becoming warmer and warmer.

Seeing Ling Siqing's envious gaze, Yuhua was in a trance, as if she was in a heavy mind, put down the work in her hand, and asked softly: "Siqing, you haven't been here for a long time, do you have something on your mind, you might as well talk to your sister-in-law." ”

Ling Siqing smiled and shook her head, "Sister-in-law, I just envy you and Brother Feng for living like this......"

"Thinking, what kind of life to choose, it all depends on yourself, you envy us, you can also find a wishful husband, find a paradise to build a small building, and live the life you expect, why envy us!"

"Sister-in-law said it easily, is it possible that sister-in-law can give me Brother Feng, I can't see who else in this world besides Brother Feng is more wishful for me, sister-in-law, are you willing?" Ling Siqing couldn't help but tease, quietly hiding his previous thoughts in that indifference.

How Yuhua didn't understand, sighed lightly, and didn't pierce her disguise.

Ling Siqing knew that Yuhua understood his thoughts, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he said casually: "Sister-in-law, did Brother Feng go to the market to buy vegetables again, today's royal spring hunt, the city is very crowded." ”

Yuhua looked at Xiao Feng'er beside him, and said as if unintentionally: "He went to the back mountain, and said that he wanted to hunt some game." ”

Ling Siqing was stunned, at this time, the upright royal spring hunting, although the back mountain is only on the western suburbs, but it is also very chaotic, why did he go to the mountains to hunt game at this time, frowning, but it is not easy to say anything.

"Sister-in-law, this little guy is about to be born, and Brother Feng is not easy to look at."

Yuhua touched her round belly, her face seemed to glow, it was a kind of holy maternal love, "It's going to be a month, your big brother Feng has already arranged it, and in a few days, you will close this restaurant first, and go to the city to wait for childbirth." ”

Ling Siqing smiled, his eyes were full of admiration, and when he looked at the distant mountains through the window, his thoughts drifted away unconsciously.