Longsu stopped at the door, still indifferent under Jiang Yanling's expectant gaze, and didn't seem to have any intention of going in. Jiang Yanling's sorrow came from it - if Xie Yingyun made fun of her again this time, she would really be alone.

"Brother?" She poked her head in and knocked on the door, "I'm in?" ”

The decoration of the Pavilion is much simpler than her, and the decoration is mostly dark ebony. Xu lit incense, and the faint scent of sandalwood was lingering in the room.

"Brother?"

No one responded.

She saw that Longxu didn't mean not to let her in, so she tiptoed in with her skirt.

Behind the door, there is an ebony screen for decoration, carved with pine cranes and flowing clouds, and a long number of curly corners in front of it, and a basin of dwarf pine bonsai is placed on it.

She and Feihe's two dark eyes stared at each other for a moment, and said in their hearts, "Is this person so elegant?"

The furnishings in the hall are simple and spacious, and there are no servants to stand. She spun around like a headless fly, and in a short time she entered what looked like a study.

The study is wide, with Bogu shelves placed against the wall on both sides, and books and utensils are lined up in the shelves. She didn't appreciate these elegant things, and after scanning around, she turned her attention to the long case in the center of the room.

On the long ebony case, a book is spread out in the center of the books, and the open page seems to be circled by Zhu Mo. The thick two strokes fell between the white paper and the black words, looking like two scattered red beans from a distance.

The wind passed through the hall, and the footer of the page was whirring, but it was pressed to one side by the paperweight, and it couldn't be turned over.

She was also not interested in peeping at Xie Yingyong's extracurricular reading, and seeing that this scene was like a person reading a book and seeing half of it leave, she gave up the idea of going to the house to find him, and obediently waited for him to come back by the door.

She hung her head and looked at her on tiptoe, wondering what she was going to do in the future.

Entering the palace is definitely not a good thing, so should she do something when she enters the palace? Or do you want to learn from the heroine in the drama and discuss with the prince who is not interested in herself, and make herself a famous and unnamed listed concubine? However, nine times out of ten those who choose the latter are really fake, and this method still has to be cautious......

Thinking about it, it's best to wear it back before entering the palace.

She waited for a long time in boredom, until little by little her head fell asleep, and a voice sounded in the distance: "I want to sleep back in your bed." ”

She almost fell to the ground, and when she looked up, she was leaning on the Bogu frame on the other side, and it was not Xie Yingyun who else could look at her.

He wore a navy blue and gold robe, and his long hair was loosely curled, and now he leaned in an idle posture, which looked extravagant.

"Why don't you walk without a sound?" She wiped the hair that had fallen in front of her eyes, shocked.

He smiled: "I thought you were not bad hearing and could hear." ”

Isn't that even weirder! She glared at his bottoms, wondering if he had a pair of cat claws.

He leaned lightly on his shoulder on the wooden frame and stood up straight: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Oh, Miss Qin came here earlier, and you just happened to be away, so she asked me to transfer the things to you." Only then did she remember why she came from, and hurriedly took out the small box with the golden snake, "I don't know what's inside, but it feels quite valuable." ”

He glanced at the box: "Miss Qin? ”

Jiang Yanling nodded and reminded, "Qin Xi'er." ”

Since beating Qin Xi'er and leaving, her mind is full of her "cherish" and "cherish", which is simply magical, and she can't forget it.

Seeing that Xie Yingyun still didn't seem to remember, she mourned silently for the beauty in her heart, "It's the third daughter of the salt merchant." ”

"Oh." Xie Yingyun finally responded, but he was not interested, and walked towards the table with a step.

She was a little entangled, and she also followed with the box of farts. "Where have you been? I waited for a long time to come. ”

"It's not your business to worry about the little things." When he walked to the table, he seemed to casually glance at the open books on the table, and finally reached out and closed the book, "These things, don't peek at them next time." ”

He said this quite naturally, so much so that Jiang Yanling nodded halfway through, and Fang was stunned and recalled: "I didn't peek either." ”

He looked at her, the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "That's good." ”

Yanling: The co-author of "......" is cheating her.

Old fox.

He gave him a thoughtful look: "You seem to be scolding me." ”

She was excited: "How can I have it." ”

Fortunately, he didn't care, just swept away his robe and sat down. Jiang Yanling looked at his nose and nose, and finally stepped forward and put the box in front of him: "Sister Xi'er's thoughts, you can open it and take a look." ”

She was really curious about what gift Qin Xi'er had prepared for him. Send her to the red coral, and the lover can't stuff a dragon in?

He casually took the box and glanced at her by the way: "You call her close." ”

She shed a bitter tear. The four words "sister Xi'er" were said upside down by Qin Xi'er, and they were almost engraved into her genes, but didn't she just open her mouth.

Her face was painful, and he smiled so much that it didn't matter to him, it seemed that even if she didn't say it, he could guess how Qin Xi'er had a habit of tongue-twisting.

His gaze went down from her face and lingered on her wrist that had not yet been withdrawn for a moment: "What is it wearing on your hand?" ”

"On hand?" She was stunned for a moment, rolled up her sleeves and raised her hand to take a look. "Oh...... She gave me a bracelet. ”

The red round vermilion grains are lined with the snow-white of the wrists, and it is the two faint knife marks that spoil the scenery. While looking at it, she sighed a little: I don't have the ability to touch these things in modern times, and I don't know if I can take them away, so I can't seize the opportunity to wear them.

Xie Yingyun frowned, not seeming to be pleased with what he heard.

She thought that the bead was not quite in line with her identity for some reason—perhaps it was too valuable, and was about to ask her if she wanted to take it off, but he took a breath helplessly, looked away and said, "You wear it too." ”

She: "......" and then probed, "What's wrong......?" ”

He glanced at her: "What's not bad?" ”

She fell into self-doubt again, raised her hand and looked at it for a while, but her knowledge was limited, and she only saw a full amount of RMB, so she weakly moved out of Qin Xi'er's original words: "She said that it was from the South China Sea." ”

"It is a misfortune in the South China Sea to be able to produce this thing."

“……”