Since they were acquaintances, Miss Xianghan invited the three of them to sit down. She seems to be an old acquaintance with Jiang Chongjing, and she knows a little bit about the affairs of men and women between them. After watching Yinglan'er come in, both sides looked strange.

Miss Xianghan said that she was going to look up the classics and find the right combination of medicinal herbs, so she left.

Li Bing also felt that the atmosphere was strange and abnormal, and when they met on the official road before, Yinglan'er wanted to chase this Confucian student. I roughly guessed seven or eight points in my heart, it was nothing more than Yinglan'er's unrequited love, and the Confucian had a sweetheart.

He also wanted to leave with an excuse, but he was worried that Yinglan'er would have no bottom in his heart alone, so he had to sit beside her. Xiao Anzi was dumbfounded on these things, and had no intention of leaving. There were only four stone benches in the pavilion, and Xiao Anzi could only stand behind Li Bing, like a little follower.

Maybe it was because she didn't have the guts, or maybe she was mustering up the courage, Yinglan'er never looked at Jiang Chongjing's face, and she didn't dare to look at the girl's face, but kept staring down at the stone table. Li Bing roughly guessed Yinglan'er's thoughts, and wanted to encourage her: "Lan'er, don't you have something to say to them." But when the words came to my lips, I still held back.

He is an outsider, so he is really not suitable to participate in this matter; moreover, these days, Li Bing is more or less innocent of Yinglan'er, or maybe he has a good impression of willfulness, and there is always an inexplicable force that makes him keep silent about it.

There was silence in the pavilion for a while, and Li Bing glanced at the girl beside Jiang Chongjing. Dressed in a snow-white gauze robe, he only wore an ordinary plain silver hairpin on his head, and there were no extra accessories. The dress is simple, but it is very modest. The woman hadn't moved, just looking into her eyes, and it was already clear that the girl was not only elegant, but also intelligent. It's just that his face is slightly pale and a little sickly.

In the end, it was the girl who spoke first: "Seeing that everyone was silent for a while, I guessed that this sister should be Jiang Gongzi's sister who mentioned Yinglan'er." Sure enough, she was born beautiful, and as he said, she was cute and lively. ”

Ying Lan'er heard her call "Jiang Gongzi" instead of "Chongjing", and suddenly felt a little happy in her heart, and when she heard the girl speak politely, half of the jealousy in her heart disappeared in an instant. She raised her head and glanced at it, and then she was slightly discouraged: "This woman is not only more beautiful than herself, but also has a delicate and elegant atmosphere in her speech and demeanor. It's no wonder that Jiang Chongjing likes her. ”

Li Bing saw that Yinglan'er was looking at the girl blankly, and she didn't answer for a long time, so she gently touched her with her leg. Ying Lan'er understood: "Sister is not only beautiful and moving, but also so clean, no wonder Brother Chongjing is willing to be with you all the time." ”

"Oh, by the way, I don't know my sister's name yet. ”

Looking at the woman's eyes looking at Yinglan'er, there was indeed no hostility at all, it didn't look like it was contrived at all, Li Bing was a lot more relieved. I only heard her say: "My real name is Qingyu. As soon as I saw my sister, I felt that I fell in love, but I forgot to introduce my name and surname. ”

Yinglan'er once thought of thousands of ways to speak, but at this time, she only felt that her head was very messy, but she didn't know how to speak, so she could only reply: "Qingyu, good name, good name." ”

After saying that, the gazebo fell silent again, a deathly silence.

Li Bing's heart was also lively and active, but he was restless at the moment, he really couldn't hold it back, coughed lowly, didn't look at Ying Lan'er, but glanced at Jiang Chongjing meaningfully, which was like a reminder and a warning: "Miss Ying, don't you have something to say to them?"

After speaking, he stood up, and was just about to leave, but turned back again: "Since you have something to say, you have to say it, how uncomfortable it is to hold it in your heart." With that, he turned and walked away.

After two more steps, he looked back at An Qingfang still standing there stupidly, so he had to shout again: "Anzi, you come out with me." ”

He walked out of the Hundred Herb Garden, stood at the door, and exhaled a long breath, as if he had received a kind of relief.

After the two left, there was still silence in the pavilion, and only Yinglan'er was heard panting.

Suddenly, she looked up at Miss Qingyu, who seemed to have exhausted all her courage, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears: "Sister Qingyu, if Brother Chongjing wants to take me as a concubine, will you mind?"

Jiang Chongjing never expected her to be so direct, and she was speechless in shock. Qing Yu seemed to have already guessed that this would be the case, but he smiled faintly: "I have heard Chongjing talk about you many times, and I have always wanted to know you. Now that we have met, I feel even more connected, and if my sister is willing to take care of him, then I am naturally very happy. ”

Ying Lan'er was overjoyed: "Will my sister really be happy?" Before Qingyu could answer, Jiang Chongjing looked at Qingyu with a little complaint, and said, "Qingyu! You know I won't agree." ”

Yinglan'er, who was already very excited, suddenly felt five thunders at this moment. Since Qingyu has agreed, why do you still object? Why can't a man have three wives and four concubines?

Qingyu didn't say a word, just looked at Jiang Chongjing's delicate face, glanced at Yinglan'er again, and said, "Chongjing, you also know that I don't have much time." If there is anyone in this world who loves you more than I love you and takes care of you more carefully than I do, it must be Sister Lan'er. I'll be gone soon, and I hope you'll be doing well. I looked at the way Sister Lan'er looked at you, and I knew that she would definitely make you happy. ”

Although Yinglan'er also knew that Qingyu seemed to be sick, she didn't expect Qingyu to die at all, so she subconsciously sighed. But I saw Jiang Chongjing take Qingyu's hand and put it to his lips: "You'll be fine, Xianghan used to be the eldest disciple of the Medicine King Palace, and now he has become the head of the family, and his medical skills are extremely high, so he will definitely find a way." ”

Qingyu seemed to be about to cry, tears rolled in his eyes, and he held his hand tightly.

Ying Lan'er hoped that Jiang Chongjing was holding her hand at the moment, but in addition to being jealous, she was moved by the love between the two, and sincerely hoped that Qingyu would be by Jiang Chongjing's side and hope that he would be happy.

Love is so contradictory.

"Although my martial arts skills are not high, if there is anything that can help Sister Qingyu, I will definitely die. ”