two cold

She often stares under the poplar tree, the upright white trunk, with a deserted and lonely color.The viewing time of this tree is also short. About two weeks after entering the early autumn, the yellow leaves all over the forest will fall with the wind, leaving only the bleak branches and entering the cold winter.

Ming Yi often asked her why she stood under the tree for so long?

She just looked at Ming Yi and shook her head with a half-smile.

"When do you think Cheng Qin will come out?"

Ming Yi squatted under the tree with his chin resting on his shoulders, fiddling with the reeds in his hands in every possible way, not knowing whether he was asking questions to his friends or answering them himself.

Regarding Ming Yi's question, she moved her lips, but she didn't say what she wanted to say.

"Why are you always fighting? When I was a child, Chengqin climbed up the tree for fun, or the two of us caught her underneath, and she said she liked you back then."

It's not vindictiveness, I'm not familiar with it.As soon as she finished saying this, she saw Cui Chengqin eagerly waving her hands in the distance. It seemed that she sneaked over after finishing practice.

In the first few encounters, she and Cui Chengqin still felt a little awkward, and then she gradually learned to turn a blind eye. When Cui Chengqin was free, she silently backed away so as not to interfere with her chatter with Ming Yi.

It's not annoying.Cui Chengqin's bright smile and Mingyi's natural enthusiasm are just like the warm morning sun that comes from a harmonious spring day, the two standing together are particularly eye-catching.It's just that there is always a little worry hidden in her heart. The other party is different from them after all. Cui Chengqin is the heir of the Cui family, and she is loved by thousands of people, but she and Mingyi are just lonely fallen leaves. How can they coexist with the red flowers for a long time?

But she didn't tell Ming Yi about her thoughts, and Ming Yi wouldn't listen.She counted the time, and Cui Chengqin had already left, so she got up from the stone chair in the gazebo and walked slowly back to the poplar tree.

Unexpectedly, they met each other face to face.

Fallen leaves fluttered under the poplar trees, scattered all over the ground in autumn, and she only felt a chill coming down.

Cui Chengqin's eyes hesitated, but he just looked at her quietly.Until Cui Shanggong's stern call came from a distance, Cui Chengqin trembled, and left in a hurry, saying "I'm late".

She turned around and stared at Cui Chengqin's back.

"Mingy?"

"What's wrong?" At night, there was a puzzled murmur from the other side of the bed, she looked at Ming Yi Qianmian's side face, and didn't continue talking.

"Ai Zhong, you have a question, don't you?" Ming Yi looked at her with deep eyes, without his usual naughty look, he seemed to be asking a question seriously.

She turned her eyes away, looking at the darkness of the night. "Knowing that you and her are very good, that's enough."

Later, she didn't have the chance to ask Ming Yi the question she wanted to ask again, so Ming Yi was forced to leave the palace with death pills on trumped-up charges.

After that, she hated Cui Chengqin very much.

Cui Chengqin's bright smile was tainted with bitterness, the girl who used to play with Ming Yi in the sun, Zhou's body was already a dark shadow.She also began to close herself, only focusing on the research of cooking skills, and often regretted the past at night.

It wasn't until Jang Geum's appearance that she gradually opened her heart, but the child Cui Chengqin brought, Jinying, made her heart sink.

A similar fate seems to be circulating on the children again. Jinying also did disrespectful things for the Cui family. After all, like Mingyi, she was thrown into the dungeon for the unnecessary brimstone duck.

"Tell me, Ming Yi was also killed by you, right?" In the dungeon, she asked Cui Chengqin sharply.

Cui Chengqin looked at her indifferently. "No, I didn't, you all committed the crime of refusing to bow to power!"

"What is Mingyi in your heart?"

A trace of complexity flashed across Cui Chengqin's face, as if he was still young many years ago.

Just like the woman who asked this question, there was a hint of sadness in a daze.

As a prisoner, she was exiled to Jeju Island. Before leaving, she vaguely saw Cui Chengqin's face in the crowd.

It's just that when she looked back, she was nowhere to be seen, only the poplar trees in the palace, with the last fallen leaves slowly falling to the ground.

"Chengqin, jump down quickly! We will catch you." They were under the poplar tree that year, persuading Chengqin who was crying while clutching the branches.

"Chengqin, hurry up!"

Cheng Qin on the tree let go of her hand and fell down, but it didn't hurt at all, she stood up and held hands with them again to play.

How she let go of Chengqin's hand in the end, she couldn't remember.

It's not annoying.

It's just that I like it too much, and I like it so much that I feel scared.When she finally realized it, she was far, far away.

She was late, and in the blink of an eye midsummer was everywhere in late autumn.

"Jang Geum, I'm going back to the palace first." Ignoring Jang Geum's shout, she slowly closed her eyes.

No matter how much the court makes her sad, there are memories of a lifetime hidden in it.

So she had to say sorry to Jang Jin, and also to Ming Yi.

Mingyi, that person hurt you, but I can't worry about her after all.

I am sorry.