smiled faintly: "The Third Highness is too careful. It's just that the courtiers can't see with their eyes, and if they accidentally hurt the two highnesses, it will be the sin of the courtiers."

Ye Li covered his injured hand and pouted, "Are you careless? You did it on purpose! Look at the king's hand being struck by you!"

Ling Yue looked sympathetic: "But what should I do? If His Highness can control his emotions a little, there will be no damage. If you don't feel well, you won't stay long. Yi Gui, send two highnesses."

The eviction order was given, and Ye Shijing was not happy. I was afraid that I would be even more faceless if I forcibly stayed, so I left in a hurry.

Ye Liwu caught up with him with a smile: "Third brother, I have always heard that you have a good relationship with her, but this is the case when I see her today!"

"What do you mean?" Ye Shijing's eyes were displeased.

Since Ye Liwei fell out of favor with the emperor and empress, he didn't bother to pretend anymore.

Ye Liwu didn't care, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Didn't you say that Concubine Ning and her mother are like sisters, why doesn't she pretend to your brother?" Third brother, you have to hurry up, her little cripple is now her cousin, if it's late, it's none of your business!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have that kind of mind!"

Ye Liwu laughed twice, liaring ghosts!

Ye Shijing didn't walk with him under the pretext of wanting to enjoy the mountain scenery alone, and the suppressed fire in his heart came out when he was alone.

I couldn't help but think of what I saw in Changjie that day, she was in Ah Yun's arms with her eyes closed, and he hugged her tightly, as if there were only the two of them left in heaven and earth.

Jealousy, unwillingness, and anger have worn away his initial pure affection for her, and replaced it with pure purpose.

He has been suppressed for many years, and finally waited until his sister-in-law and eldest son fell out of favor at the same time, and he wanted to gain the Sacred Heart and get as much support as possible.

Guan Jingyuan didn't say anything, it was nothing more than Mingzhe to protect his life, but if his granddaughter married him, would he still be alone?

At that time, not only him, but even Ling Lie and Xue Zhi, the most difficult forces for these two parties to fight for will become his help.

So he must marry Ling Yue, she is willing to do best, if she is not, he doesn't mind.

What he wants is her person, as for the heart, give him the best, it doesn't matter if he doesn't give it.

As long as the end can be achieved, the means are not important.

"Then a gentle boy shouldn't have such anger on his face." Mingyi sat under the tree to make tea, and handed a cup to Ling Yue after cooking.

Ling Yue lowered her head and took a sip, "Did the master mean the Third Highness?"

Mingyi nodded, "Maybe something that angered him."

Qingyin said from the side: "Miss, will His Royal Highness complain that you have refuted his face?"

"You can't ask me to be false with him for the sake of his face, right? It's tiring enough to be alive, so if you can care less, you can care less!"

Mingyi smiled slightly, his smile as clear and clean as the snow on the branches in winter.

"Is Miss Ling tired from living?"

Ling Yue smiled: "There is nothing in the world, mediocre people disturb themselves, I am the mediocre person who always disturbs himself."

"Since you know that you are disturbing yourself, you have to let go. Always let go, always be at ease. Miss Ling Bingxue is smart, and she shouldn't suffer for the past. The eyes are almost visible, and the heart cannot be closed again."

Ling Yue held the teacup, thinking about his words, and felt that it made perfect sense.

"More enlightenment from the master these days. By the way, I heard from the abbot that you should ask him to help me keep an eye on the whereabouts of the famous doctor, so I owe the master a favor again."

Mingyi refilled her tea, looked at her and said, "Miss Ling is polite. The poor monk gave you a Buddhist bead bracelet that day, saying that he would keep you safe and smooth. Now that you are wearing a bracelet, if the poor monk does not help you heal your eyes, will you not be a fool?"

Ling Yue was amused by him, and nodded again and again, "That's the truth. If my eyes are not good, the master will be a monk for a day!"

A monk who speaks?

It was the first time that Mingyi had been called like this, and his dignified and dignified image could no longer be maintained, shaking his head and laughing.

The decadence of the past few days has been swept away.

After sitting for a while, I suddenly saw the courtyard

Outside, there stood a woman.

"Miss Ling, you have a guest, so the poor monk will leave first. When your eyes are healed, remember to come and try the poor monk's food."

Ling Yue was just about to get up to send her off, but he gently patted her on the shoulder, signaling that it was not necessary.

Li Duqing saw a white-clothed monk talking and laughing with Ling Yue from a distance, and was surprised, when she suddenly saw this monk drifting away, she couldn't help but feel solemn.

"Twilight." Ling Yue had already learned from Qingyin's mouth that she was coming.

Since Feng Qidian got her help, and then came and went a few times, Li Duqing is her friend second only to Qian Yingying.

Thinking of the purpose of her trip, Li Duqing felt weak about her smile for no reason.

quickly eased his mind and took her hand: "Yue'er, my sister-in-law and I came to pray for blessings, and I thought you were here, so I came to take a look." How's the eye?"

"It's not good, it's not bad, wait for a miracle!" She pretended to be relaxed, "I can't see, you pour your own tea."

Li Duqing brushed her long hair and chatted with her about the weather, mood, and clothes.

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about anything you want to talk about?"

Li Duqing smiled dumbly.

"Yue'er, when you can see it, you are looking at people. When you can't see it, you see it your heart."

Ling Yue praised her as her, and put her hands behind her head: "Say whatever you want, we are friends."

Li Duqing read the word "friend", thought about it, and looked straight at her: "I like Ah Yun, you know."

"Yes." Yun replied lightly, but his heart was not calm.

"He hugged me the other day."

The hands were uncomfortably pressed against the back of the head, and they were a little sore.

She sat up straight, fumbled with the cup, and when she was absent-minded, she spilled the tea, which burned her hand, turned red, and hurt her heart.

Li Duqing hurriedly stuffed the handkerchief into her hand, she thanked her, and wiped it carelessly.

"And then?"

She barely managed to squeeze out a smile, why was her heart beating so fast?

She doesn't like him, why is she so out of shape?

"And then, he wanted to kiss me."

Li Duqing's voice became lower and lower, and Ling Yue's hand holding the handkerchief became tighter and tighter.

She didn't listen to the words later, she only remembered Li Duqing's shy laughter, which was shy and satisfied.

In the evening, on the horizon, black clouds were in a clump of clouds.

Ah Yun looked at the black clouds that crushed the city, thinking that he would not go today.

Ling Rou came over.

His instinctive disgust, but she came to him.

"What for?"

Ling Rou didn't mind his attitude and gave him a smile with deep meaning.

"Li Duqing went to Yuming Temple today, if it is not as I expected, she will go to see her sister."

"So what?"

Ling Rou covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "Do you think she'll tell her sister something? Like, she likes you; For example, the unknown things that happened between you. Someone saw you getting drunk one night."

The indifference in Ah Yun's eyes became nervous, he fully believed that Li Duqing would do that!

Rain.

On the muddy road, a young man in Tsing Yi galloped on a horse and went to Yuming Temple.

He raised his whip desperately, the horse ran desperately, and one was careless, and the man turned over on his back.

He got on the horse again with his broken arm in his arms, but he still didn't slow down.

Ling Yue simply had dinner, and after washing, she lay down by the window and listened to the rain.

With such heavy rain, the little wolf cub should not come.

What else are you doing? Sympathize with her?

He has a deep heart, since he is so close to Li Duqing, he thinks he likes her.

Li Duqing is gentle and considerate, and he has a deep affection for him, and he may be moved.

People who lack love are the most easily moved.

Didn't he die to her because she was good to him in the first place?

But she was too proud and conceited, and she caught his mistakes and didn't let him go

She didn't let go, and it was completely understandable that he threw himself into his arms.

But why is she sad? The heart is tugging.

This should be unwilling, not like.

But it's still not right, are you unwilling to be heartbroken?

When she was in danger, he desperately tried to block the knife; When she was harassed by the queen, he hugged her with his injured body; He held her hand and called her name over and over again while she was injured and unconscious

Can he say forget it, and turn around and like the woman next to him?

"Little wolf cub with no conscience!" She scolded hatefully, "Cruel!"

With a neigh, she jerked her head up.

Holding the bamboo, he walked to the door.

A rush of footsteps came from far and near, and they stood still in front of her.

Ah Yun quickly squeezed the rain on his sleeve and raised his hand to wipe his face.

Holding her shoulder, he gasped: "I'm not abusive, you listen to my explanation!"