The sound of the rainstorm woke Zhao Lingling from her dream, and she reflexively looked out the window, but she didn't hear any movement.

Calculating the time, it was the second half of the night, and at this hour, Li Jingmo had already come once and turned back.

So, he's really not coming tonight.

Zhao Fuling was not very disappointed, after all, it was raining so much, and it was actually even more difficult to come over at night to avoid people's eyes.

For safety reasons, the two still don't see each other recently.

Although reason thought so, Zhao Fuling sighed indescribably for some reason.

The heavy rain removed the heat in the air, Zhao Fuling pulled the quilt and slowly turned around.

Although there were many thoughts in my mind, because I had just fallen asleep, I closed my eyes at this time, and soon resumed my previous sleepiness and fell asleep again.

When Li Jingmo arrived, the room was dark and quiet, and he couldn't hear the slightest sound.

He raised his hand to knock on the window, but when his finger bones were about to fall, he stopped again. After standing for a long time, Li Jingmo finally withdrew his hand and did not disturb Zhao Fuling.

He went to the small kitchen of Chonghua Palace, put fresh vegetables in the kitchen, and then returned.

The rain came and went quickly, and there was a lot of stagnant water in the courtyard of Chonghua Palace, which seemed to be shining with clear light in the dark night.

Li Jingmo stood under the eaves outside the window, standing quietly with his hands in his hands.

A gust of wind blew, and the hem of his soaked clothes fluttered slightly and fell heavily. The water droplets under the eaves are ticking, as if they are in tune with the rhythm of the night wind, giving rise to a bit of excitement for no reason.

Li Jingmo lowered his eyes and looked at the shallow pit that was smashed by water droplets with a calm face. His eyebrows are clean and cold, like a touch of cold and gentle moonlight, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it.

The heat in the air is dissipated by the night rain, and when the hair floats, the neck and behind the ears are slightly cool.

There was occasionally a slight movement in the room to turn over, and Li Jingmo just listened silently.

It wasn't until the sky turned out that he turned to look at the window, and then left quietly.

Zhao Fuling didn't sleep well this night.

When she first came to this world, because she didn't fit in, she always had some dreams about the past in Xuanhua Palace.

But since she hit the Changchun Palace, she hasn't dreamed for a long time.

Only this time, I made a story about Li Jingmo.

The picture in the dream was real and bloody, and Zhao Fuling looked sad when she woke up, and she didn't want to say a word.

It wasn't until Yuan Zhi said that she would invite Min Guiren to come and play mahjong with her later that Zhao Fuling was finally happy.

In the morning, the small kitchen cooked lean porridge, accompanied by crystal steamed buns and other snacks, but Zhao Fuling's attention was all on the stack of fresh and tender vegetarian fried vegetables.

Probably seeing that her expression was wrong, a big palace maid said with a smile: "Niangniang, the slave maid just heard a joke, and the cook in the small kitchen actually said that someone secretly sent some fresh vegetables to our Chonghua Palace last night." As soon as I entered the kitchen in the morning, I found that the vegetables were particularly fresh and tender, as if they had just been picked and sent. ”

Zhao Fuling's hand holding chopsticks paused, and Peony also subconsciously looked at the dish.

Yuan Zhi glanced at the two of them, his eyes turned around on the plate of vegetables, and after a while, he smiled and said to the palace maid: "It's all funny words, to make the mother happy, you girl actually believe it?" ”

The palace maid smiled and said yes, and Yuan Zhi reminded Zhao Fuling to hurry up and eat, so Mrs. Zhao was afraid that she would enter the palace in the morning.

Thinking of that uncle, Zhao Fuling really didn't rub anymore, and quickly moved her chopsticks.

I didn't eat much else, but the plate of vegetarian fried vegetables was eaten cleanly.

Yuan Zhi didn't say anything, and asked someone to quickly remove the plate.