Concubine Zhao Lingfei came to Ye Lanzhi and stared at the embarrassed expression of the little junior sister, a little nerve-wracking.

Just now, Zhao Rong briefly told Zhao Lingfei the ins and outs of the matter.

How did you send love letters to other women?

She felt a little sour and anxious.

However, Brother Rong'er's frank and sincere attitude afterwards made her more satisfied.

It's just that there are some things that Zhao Lingfei stubbornly thinks still has to be made clear, especially when she thinks that her husband may be mistaken for a frivolous prodigal by other women, Rao is her usual indisputable temperament, and she still can't sit still in this regard, and she can't get up "without fighting......

They don't explain it, so she'll leave it to her.

As soon as she thought of this, Zhao Lingfei's eyes flashed with some grief and helplessness, why once something involved the man behind her, she was like a different person, she cared about this and that, which was different from usual.

Zhao Lingfei was a little annoyed, but at the same time, she felt a little unspeakable...... Desire, does not reject the change he brings.

The plain and cold life of the past was too single and boring, like a pure white paper, and he is the most interesting color, from before to now, has always been, like a bright paint, and now the domineering one wants to fill her whiteness.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared for a moment, then suddenly reached out and took the hand of Ye Lanzhi, who was at a loss: "Little junior sister, I'm sorry." ”

Her tone was apologetic and sincere.

Ye Lanzhi was shocked, this was the first time she had known Concubine Zhao Ling.

Ye Lanzhi felt Concubine Zhao Lingfei's slightly cool fingertips, and hurriedly waved her other hand, "Senior sister, don't be like this, you didn't do anything wrong, why apologize." ”

"I'm sorry for Brother Rong'er, their man was rude, causing this misunderstanding and offending you...... Senior sister, that love letter was actually written to me by Brother Rong'er...... I'm really embarrassed, if he does this next time, I'll ...... Hit him. ”

In the rear, Zhao Rong's eyelids jumped, good guy, why did you hear this sentence so panicked......

Zhao Lingfei didn't know what she said casually, which made Zhao Rong startled.

After speaking, Concubine Zhao Lingfei looked at Ye Lanzhi's flushed face, and stopped talking a little, but she still bit her silver teeth, "Senior sister, is that love letter really not with you......

Ye Lanzhi thought of the misunderstanding she had just had when she talked to Zhao Rong, and felt the fire on her face, and at this time, seeing that Senior Sister Lingfei came to ask for this letter again, she panicked and said: "Yes, yes, this is for you." ”

After speaking, he took out a hosta-like Sumeru object and rummaged through it.

Zhao Lingfei felt relieved, squeezed Ye Lanzhi's hand, and smiled lightly. "Thank you, junior sister. ”

After that, she took the letter hurriedly handed by the latter, put it in her sleeve, and whispered a few words to Ye Lanzhi, relieving the embarrassment in her heart, and turned away.

Ye Lanzhi looked at Zhao Lingfei's light back, and still felt that everything that had just happened was like a dream.

Is this still Senior Sister Lingfei?

Ye Lanzhi remembered Concubine Zhao's demeanor and words just now, and only felt that compared with the senior sister Lingfei who was admired by her in the past, it was like a different person.

Where was this heavenly lady of the Taiqing Four Mansions like this in front of everyone in the past.

Originally...... We didn't really know her...... Get to know the other side of her......

Ye Lanzhi's eyes were stunned, and she felt that such a senior sister Lingfei had more fireworks than before, and she was no longer so prohibitive.

Suddenly, she quietly tilted her head, and her eyes were complicated to stare at Zhao Rong, who was sitting with Concubine Zhao Lingfei in front of him.

And all this, at present, it is almost certain that this unremarkable man is the cause of this unremarkable man......

It turns out that those previous rumors ...... It's true.

Concubine Zhao didn't know that the little junior sister behind her had thought so much in her heart, and she returned to her seat.

Facing Zhao Rong's smiling face, Concubine Zhao Ling didn't squint and didn't even look at it.

Ignore him.

She sat down, turned the page, looked down intently, and looked at it as if someone didn't exist.

Zhao Rong was a little helpless.

For his own lady's petty temperament, he has seen it thoroughly recently, hey, he is not as well-behaved and obedient as he was a child, and he has more feminine temper.

I remember that when I was a child, I followed Zhao Rong every day and ran around, and listened to him obediently and meekly in everything.

If Zhao Rong is angry and unhappy, she will think of ways to make him laugh and make him happy.

And sometimes Zhao Rong was sad because of some things in the school - they were all some strange troubles of childhood, so Qingjun would pull the corner of his clothes, look at his face carefully, and sit next to Zhao Rong on the steps without saying a word, and be sad with him.

In my childhood, in the deep mansion compound of the Duke of Jingnan's mansion, most of the time, it was actually full of countless interesting stories, they would laugh happily, and whenever these times, Qingjun always smiled the brightest, even Qian'er's little girl who liked to show her teeth and smirk was not as bright as her.

In the Four Seasons Hall, in the back row, Zhao Rong's expression was a little trance-like, and today for some reason, his mind was washed by those dusty memories.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei was looking down at the book, he tilted his head, and looked at her quiet side face in a daze.

The eyelashes are long, trembling up and down, the long eyes of Qiushui are really good-looking, the narrow and slightly upturned eyetails are much better than the eyes when she was a child, but at the same time, it also makes Qingjun full of coldness when she is not smiling, especially the cute tear mole on the other half of the side face, Zhao Rong is sitting on the right side and can't see it, so the side face reflected in his eyes at the moment is full of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Can you imagine that the cold and lonely woman in front of her, although she was also a little girl with a very quiet personality and few words when she was a child, but at that time she loved to laugh very much, just like a green lotus blooming in an instant, and the petals as white as snow were dyed with large patches of pink.

Innocent.

And at that time, Zhao Rong could make Qingjun laugh very casually, she was not far away at all, she was by her side all the time.

Unlike now, most of the time his face is calm, even if he smiles at him, it is only lightly shallow, even if it is still beautiful, it always makes Zhao Rong feel that something is missing.

What is it?

He pondered.

That's what Zhao Rong wants to get back now, even once.

In his memory, Zhao Rong occasionally made Qingjun angry.

Once, because I had heard from my peers in the house that there was a fierce and vicious water monster at the bottom of the lake next to Cheng'en Building that was suppressed by the ancestors of the Zhao family, Zhao Rong, who was not afraid of heaven and earth at that time, had just learned to wash the water, so he wanted to go into the water to take a look, but Qingjun and Qian'er, who were following behind, kept pulling him and refused to allow it.

But at that time, where was Zhao Rong willing to listen, split her hand, and went into the water willfully, but at the moment when he was about to enter the water, he seemed to hear the unprecedented cry of a little girl - Qingjun rarely cried, no matter how he bullied her in the past, she also accepted it with a soft and smooth smile, which made Zhao Rong a little embarrassed.

When Zhao Rong came back from a trip to explore underwater, on the shore of the lake, the girl who didn't cry no matter how she bullied, her petite body was sitting on the ground twitching intermittently, her voice was hoarse and choked.

Zhao Rong touched his head and walked over, wanting to take the clothes she kept, but Qingjun hugged his clothes tightly, curled his delicate body tightly, sniffled, stared at the ground with hazy teary eyes, ignored him, and did not return his clothes wet with tears.

Then Zhao Rong went back with his pants bare...... As a result, he was taught a lesson by his mother, and Qingjun didn't talk to him for three days, but Zhao Rong didn't coax him, and after three days, she got better by herself......

The reason why Zhao Rong remembered it so clearly was because this was the first time Qingjun was angry in his memory, although it was just a thunderstorm and a small raindrop.

Qingjun when he was a child was accommodating and obedient to him like this, and this should be the reason why Zhao Rong never cared about her when he hadn't awakened the memory of his previous life, right?

The favored ones always have nothing to fear.

But now.

Zhao Lingfei has changed a lot......

So for the current Zhao Rong, the woman in front of him who doesn't care about him has temporarily become "the one who can't get it is always in turmoil"?

Zhao Rong was full of thoughts, staring at her cold face.

Even if he knew that Zhao Lingfei's posture of being able to watch from a distance and not be blasphemous was temporarily playing with a little temper, Zhao Rong was still a little empty in his heart.

Compared with the previous Qingjun, what is missing from the current Qingjun?

Zhao Rong looked at Concubine Zhao Ling in a daze.

Outside the Four Seasons Hall, the rain that had been falling for two days had stopped, and the eaves had fallen an endless stream of water droplets, hitting the ground, ticking and ticking, before class, there was a rumbling noise in the lobby, and even Zhao Rong could feel that his eyes swept over him and Zhao Lingfei......

However, at this moment, Zhao Rong didn't care about all this.

He only had her in his eyes.

Zhao Rong suddenly said: "Qingjun, I like you." ”

Zhao Lingfei, who was concentrating on reading, pursed her lips, did not tilt her head, and was quiet for a while, "Why?"

"Because Mingyue likes to write poetry. ”

"Why does Mingyue like to write poetry?"

"Because I like that you don't need a reason. ”

Zhao Lingfei's eyes trembled, and in the next second, her face was gradually covered with rouge.

The corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and the arc became more and more curved and deeper, like a full moon.

The woman bowed her head shyly and smiled.

It's like a brilliant blooming green lotus.

Zhao Rong's breath was suffocated, it was this smile, which was exactly what he had been looking for.

The next moment.

Zhao Rong leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek.