In winter, the rain fell and fell for several days, and the weather became colder and colder day by day.

Even if the weather is bad, this winter festival still has to be celebrated, and the annual Spring Festival is just around the corner, because Qiao Mufeng committed a mess, the vitality of Jinling Country was greatly damaged, so the special festival site was also reduced a lot.

Qiao Mufeng's rebellion triggered a great change in the court, Prime Minister Zuo bore the brunt, if it weren't for Ling Siyi's relationship, his head would not be saved, Emperor Cangqu would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let go of one in order to purge the chaotic party, so the officials who supported Qiao Mufeng ended up sad.

Those who supported Qiao Muxuan were not relatively promoted, but they were seriously warned and strictly forbidden to distinguish between sects in the court.

Qiao Muyu has always lived outside the royal house, except for asking An to ask the court, he is only afraid that he is an idler, but he is not sad or happy, and he has also changed his temperament of liking wind and dust, and he stays in the courtyard in the western suburbs, and he is pure.

He wants to be quiet, but he may not really be pure, Ling Siqing is really a trouble, a big trouble!

On this day, Qiao Muyu went into the study building as always, not wanting too many thoughts to be aroused, so he simply immersed himself in the sea of books to cultivate his mind, and then he was squeaked and shook his thoughts, and someone came.

He probably guessed who it was, and she was the only one who had the courage to come to the study!

Ling Siqing entered the door with an urn of lotus seed soup and placed it on the table. She seemed to glance at him cautiously, and then said in a slightly awkward voice: "Sixth Highness, I made lotus seed soup with my own hands, do you want to taste it?" ”

Qiao Muyu raised his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: How did this change his temperament!

Ling Siqing took a bowl, walked to the table, looked at Qiao Muyu seriously flipping through the book, his eyes were heavy and he didn't look at himself, the corners of his eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "Qiao Muyu, are you angry with me?" ”

Qiao Muyu raised his eyes slightly, and said in surprise: "When do you need to wash your hands and make soup?" What about the next person? ”

"Well, I don't do it very often, once in a while...... Try my craft, it's definitely no worse than those who are inferior, it's hard to guarantee that you won't eat the marrow, taste it......" She fed him a spoonful, her eyes bright.

Qiao Muyu looked at her again, and always felt very weird, but since the food was sent, where was the reason not to eat.

Between the lowered eyes, his eyes flickered, revealing a hint of a smile...... The lotus seed soup she boiled with her own hands, this thing is strange enough, and she fed him herself, is there anything good in this soup?

Ling Siqing stared straight at her, the corners of his eyebrows flashing with a hint of success.

Qiao Muyu took Ling Siqing's spoon and ate the bowl of lotus seed soup cleanly, sweet and comfortable, warm and soft, it was indeed no worse than those who boiled it, although he didn't love these sweets very much, but he ate them with relish.

This is the lotus seed soup made by Ling Siqing himself, even if he adds crane top red, he is willing to drink to quench his thirst......

Ling Siqing held the blue porcelain spoon in his hand, feeding it spoonful by spoonful, watching him swallow it one bite at a time, until he ate the lotus seed soup in the bowl cleanly, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised, with a thick smile.

That day, Qiao Muyu didn't notice anything wrong, and he didn't see Ling Siqing have any other strange actions!

If it is strange, the only strange thing is that she will make soup for him every day in the future, lotus seed soup, hibiscus bird's nest porridge, preserved egg porridge, lotus leaf porridge, and desserts, or exquisite supper......

Qiao Muyu didn't poke it either, since she was happy and she ate happily, there was nothing to worry about.

About a few days later, Ling Siqing's Qingya Painting Workshop officially opened.

Liu Junsheng became the shopkeeper of Qingya Flower Workshop, recruited two nimble guys, and came back late after working until late, Fang Mengchen, who had not seen him for many days, went to congratulate him, but he did not continue to pester him, which was very strange.

The sky is dark, and the moon and stars are scarce.

Qiao Muyu was also so busy that he forgot the hour, picked up the scattered books, got up and went back to the bedroom.

When Ling Siqing came in with a supper, her expression was strange, as if she was uneasy and scared, but soon a smile with an unknown meaning replaced her, and she placed the supper on the table, and Qiao Muyu had already tied back her half-torn clothes.

"What's the matter, it's delicious again?" He disagreed.

Ling Siqing chuckled and said half-apologetically, "I came back late today, and I chatted with Junsheng and Mengchen for a while. ”

"And no one blames you, explain anything." Qiao Muyu sat at the table, looking at the exquisite supper, and saw Ling Siqing sitting beside him like a little wife, poured a glass of wine for him, was satisfied, took a sip and put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

"Well, don't explain, it's not delicious to taste this......"

"Didn't you say that you've been busy for a long time, and you have dinner, why don't you eat together?"

Ling Siqing shook his head, got up and walked to Qiao Muyu's bed, and said as he walked: "I'm too tired, I don't want to go back, let me rest here for a while." He got into bed with his clothes, turned his face out, and lay down.

Qiao Muyu was startled, seeing that graceful figure lying on his couch, his heart blood instantly poured into his lower abdomen......

He had always been calm, but he was still taken aback.

Ling Siqing seemed to be sleeping very quickly, very deeply, and moved her lips unconsciously, even if her little face was not very beautiful, it was also endlessly attractive at the moment, disturbing Qiao Muyu's blood began to surge......

He sensed something in a trance, looked back at the exquisite supper on the table, but did not dare to think deeply......

Did Ling Siqing actually drug him?

He got up and took two steps to the bedside, but he couldn't help but be cowardly, and took another step back, his head was messing around, her abnormality during this time seemed to be explained, did she just want him to touch her?

This has been going around for days, is this the purpose?

Fool, that's it......

Qiao Muyu's deep black eyes looked at the person on the bed for a moment, his eyes were dancing with flames and thick feelings, and he only felt that the fire on his body was quickly ignited, and he rolled and surged together.

He subconsciously walked to the side of the bed, reached out and brushed her face, rubbing it carefully, with longing......

Ling Siqing also felt it, Qiao Muyu's palm was firm, gentle, and hot, as if with a flame, and it also ignited her reason inch by inch, she believed in Liu Junsheng, but she didn't want to believe this fact, if she wanted to try......

She wants to be pampered by him, even if it's the worst of the worst truths......

Ling Siqing thought, maybe she will regret it, but at least she has been crazy, loved, and hurt......

She may have been overjoyed too soon, and she had estimated the expectation too perfectly, and when the hands reluctantly moved away, and when she thought he would continue to explore the lower part of the earth, her body suddenly froze and was clicked by him......

Qiao Muyu actually left her again......

What is he for? In that case, why don't you want her? Ling Si opened his bright eyes with emotion, all these plans were implemented so perfectly, but he didn't expect this other worst ending, it was his disdain......