When Ye Jibai returned to the inn, He Shufan had already left, with his little bell, and he didn't know where to go.

Meng Qinghe sat by the window, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on her and her loose hair.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her head to see that the green silk was flickering, and the fine dust was gently drifting in the warm light.

"Didn't you lie down?"

Meng Qinghe got up, "I'm fine." ”

Ye Jibai closed the door and put the food box in his hand on the table, "This lotus cake was entrusted to you by Princess Anyang, saying that it is the craftsmanship of the imperial chef in the palace, you can taste it." ”

"Let's put it first, He Shufan brought me a bowl of chicken soup at noon, and my stomach is still holding up."

At the mention of He Shufan, Meng Qinghe's expression darkened.

Ye Jibai went to the palace today, and it was the old lady next to the Queen Mother who personally came to the inn to invite her, which shows that the Queen Mother attaches great importance to him.

It also shows that the situation in the palace is urgent.

However, Ye Jibai just went to Si Tiantai for a spin today, and he was not in a hurry to get rid of the demon.

The royal errand, others may rush to do it, but Ye Jibai will not.

What exactly he was thinking, no one knew.

Ye Jibai sat down in his robe, "Where did He Shufan go?" ”

Meng Qinghe and He Shufan had a big quarrel at noon, and the people in the whole inn heard it, and the young man in the inn went upstairs to persuade him to fight, and was pushed by the angry He Shufan and hit the threshold.

As soon as Ye Jibai returned to the inn, he heard the young man talk about it angrily.

He Shufan was able to quarrel with Meng Qinghe, which was a novelty.

According to the young man's description, He Shufan kept pointing at Meng Qinghe and scolding: Do you have a heart? Is your heart made of stone? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?

"How did you break his heart?"

Meng Qinghe didn't want to mention it, so he snorted: "He's sick." ”

Ye Jibai looked out the window, the sunset had disappeared, "I watched the celestial phenomena in the stargazing tower of Si Tiantai in the afternoon, and there will be a rainstorm tonight." ”

"He's a dragon, can he still be doused to death by the rain? Won't he find a place to shelter from the rain? ”

"It's me who is overthinking." Ye Jibai smiled, "What do you want to eat at night, I'll order someone to prepare." ”

Meng Qinghe glanced at the food box on the table, "Let's eat this lotus cake." ”

She really didn't have much appetite.

Ye Jibai nodded, and the room that was gradually getting dark was silent for a while.

Both of them looked a little preoccupied.

Ye Jibai seemed to be a little tired, he leaned against the edge of the table, rested his elbows on the table, and quietly looked at the sky outside the window.

When it was dark, Meng Qinghe got up to take charge of the lamp, and she asked, "You are in the palace, have you seen that demon?" ”

"I haven't seen it."

The Queen Mother intended to send someone to invite the demon girl who confused the harem, so that Ye Jibai would surrender on the spot.

was rejected by Ye Jibai on the wrong time.

The old man of the Queen Mother doesn't understand, how can she still watch the time when she catches a demon?

But thinking of the masters who were invited into the palace before, they lost their lives one after another, and the Queen Mother couldn't understand it, so she could only swallow her doubts into her stomach.

Meng Qinghe only felt that the stone that had been hanging in her heart all day finally fell to the ground, so she took out the fire fold from the copper plate under the oil lamp and lit the lamp.

Flames the size of broad beans on the wick fluttered gently in the night breeze, and the shadows of the two were reflected on the walls and ceilings, swaying back and forth, occasionally together, and more often, apart.

Meng Qinghe walked over with an oil lamp, and the shadows were stacked together.

The firelight danced, tracing a soft glimmer on Meng Qinghe's face.

She put the oil lamp on the table and sat down next to Ye Jibai.

Ye Jibai raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "Listening to those people in the palace nagging for a day, I'm a little tired." ”

"You go and rest first."

Meng Qinghe stretched out his hand to pull Ye Jibai, but he dragged him into his arms.

"You really don't need me to look for He Shufan?"

Meng Qinghe pillowed in the crook of Ye Jibai's arm, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Ye Jibai's slightly frowning brows.

In his dark eyes, he didn't know what was hidden.

"What are you looking for?"

"He's been sick twice in the days you've been in a coma."

yes, he's really sick!

Meng Qinghe naturally knew that He Shufan had fallen ill when he was in Qianze City.

Meng Qinghe jumped up from Ye Jibai's arms, "When he was sick, you, you ......"

Meng Qinghe was shocked by his gaffe, but he had already stood up, and it was not good to lie back in Ye Jibai's arms.

Ye Jibai put his elbow back on the table, the oil lamp was behind him, and in the dimness, there was no joy or anger on his face, "You want to say, when he was sick, why didn't I give him the keel?" ”

Meng Qinghe was irrefutable, she had seen He Shufan's appearance when he was sick, she couldn't wait to bear those pains for him, she wanted to ask the keel to renew his life, but she was not qualified to order Ye Jibai to hand over the keel.

In this matter, she is the one who asks for help.

Although the purpose of her initial approach to Ye Jibai was for the keel, but now that the words have been opened, she can't beg Ye Jibai with a dead face.

But even so, Ye Jibai would still say: "Everything you do is for He Shufan, right?" ”

Meng Qinghe threw his arms into his arms.

Meng Qinghe was obedient to him.

Meng Qinghe blocked the sword for him......

Everything Meng Qinghe did was to get the keel and save He Shufan's life.

What did he expect?

He also wanted to ask Meng Qinghe: Do you have a heart? Is your heart made of stone?

But even if Meng Qinghe said that he not only wanted to save He Shufan, but also wanted to save him Ye Jibai, would he believe it?

This relationship is full of calculations from the beginning, and all the efforts will be shackled by conspiracy, and they seem to be in a fog, and there is no way to distinguish each other's intentions.

This relationship makes people feel uneasy.

This...... Is it a relationship?

Meng Qinghe didn't want to quarrel twice in one day, she didn't feel exhausted, but this was all the cause she planted, and now she can only strangle the bitter fruit that has sprouted.

"You rest first, I'll go out to find him." Meng Qinghe straightened his clothes, took a hairband from the makeup, tied his hair at will, and walked towards the door.

"I'll go find ......"

"No, his life and death have nothing to do with you, but I can't leave him alone."

Meng Qinghe's words were a little emotional, she didn't understand, why Ye Jibai was unwilling to hand over the keel?

In Ye Jibai's heart, is she Meng Qinghe the kind of person who will run away if she takes the keel?

Or did Ye Jibai never trust her?

The door opened, and Meng Qinghe walked out without looking back.

Ye Jibai didn't keep it, nor did he catch up.

There is no starlight and moon shadow in the sky, and the lanterns under the eaves of the shops on both sides of the street have been removed one after another, and even the people can see that there is rain tonight, and He Shufan, that fool, doesn't know where to go?

Meng Qinghe didn't go to He Shufan, she finally got rid of Ye Jibai, she had more important things to do.

Meng Qinghe entered a dark narrow alley and disappeared into a black shadow.

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