Sun Yiyue didn't think so, just lowered her head.

"I'm not complaining about Du Gongzi, but I suddenly feel that the palace is like a cage, and every place in Beijing is like a cage. I can't breathe until I fully step out of this place. ”

When Zhao Fuling heard this, she looked at Sun Yiyue and was silent for a while.

Most of the girls who are heartbroken will hate the last place because they are alone, and Sun Yiyue faced Li Ce, probably like this.

After a while, she slowly spoke: "I'll leave later, I'll meet Li Jingmo and say a few words." ”

"Li Jingmo?" Sun Yiyue looked at her in surprise.

Zhao Fuling explained: "It's Du Gongzi, and Du Xuan is his pseudonym." He was originally the seventh prince Li Xuan, whose name was Jingmo. ”

Sun Yiyue was shocked, and Liu Yuanbai also pricked up his ears beside him.

But Zhao Lingling didn't say anything more, just turned around and looked at the pond again.

A gust of wind blew across the water, the lotus leaves swayed, startling the fish to flee in all directions, and Zhao Fuling's eyes narrowed slightly.

Sun Yiyue went from shock to calm, and it took a lot of tea, and when she completely calmed down, she gradually recalled what Zhao Lingling meant just now.

She asked, "You don't follow Du...... His Royal Highness the Seven Princes went to Anxi? ”

Zhao Fuling shook her head: "I originally wanted to go, but now I suddenly don't want to go." ”

"Why?"

"I don't know."

Zhao Fuling supported her cheeks with one hand, and her voice was fluttering: "I just think that other places may be more fun than Anxi." ”

Sun Yiyue was also silent, she stared at half of Zhao Ling's cheek and didn't speak.

Peony didn't speak, and then cautiously interjected: "Niangniang, do you want to go to Mobei?" ”

After all, Concubine Min had always wanted them to go to Mobei to find Shen Chi's little son.

But Zhao Fuling still shook her head: "Don't go, I'm not familiar with Shen Chi." ”

The relationship between childhood sweethearts and fiancés belongs to Shen Chi and the original Zhao Fuling, and there is no need for her to get involved.

Hearing that Zhao Fuling didn't go there or not, Peony wrinkled her nose worriedly, and didn't dare to say anything.

When the thoughts of several people were mixed, a voice suddenly came from outside the pavilion: "Your Highness is back." ”

Everyone turned their heads together, and Zhao Fuling also turned their heads to look.

Li Jingmo wore a snow-blue coat and walked quickly from under the weeping flower gate to this side.

He walked quickly, but with a steady pace, as if he had a little bit of restraint in his eagerness.

It was probably because the gray tiles behind him were too dark, which made his clear and jade-like face look particularly good, and his ink-like eyes were shining in the sun.

He was separated by a large section of bluestone pavement, and there were five, six, seven, or eight people around him, so he raised his eyes and looked straight at Zhao Fuling.

With such a focused gaze and such a stunning demeanor, just looking at it can't help but make people feel excited.

Zhao Fuling just leaned on the railing, just looking at him from afar.

Watching him approach step by step, watching him arrive in front of the pavilion, he strode up directly almost out of shape.

After seeing him stop in front of him, he stood still cautiously, not even daring to stretch out a hand.

Zhao Fuling was originally a little resentful.

A woman who is moved by her heart will probably be more or less emotional.

knew that Li Jingmo had to leave at that time, and he also knew that Li Jingmo had not left Beijing for a long time, and he was waiting for her. I know that this man really takes himself to heart.

But the moment Zhao Fuling heard him leave, many of the previous joys still dissipated.

Until now, Li Jingmo stood in front of her again with a guilty and panicked attitude.

She seems to ......

Suddenly, I was relieved again.