floating words

Qian Feng was rolling boredly in the bed, the flimsy blue smoke curtain above his head was rippling and rippling, finally tired of rolling, he lay there weakly, biting a corner of the quilt aggrievedly and said angrily: "It's been seven days! I've been here for seven days. It's fine if I don't have fun. The old woman won't let me go out. How can I do that! How can I do that!"

In fact, Qi Lan did not restrict his freedom, but every time he opened the door, he would immediately meet a pair of dark eyes, and no matter where he went, his mother-in-law would follow him. I wonder if this old woman has nothing to do on weekdays.

After coming down several times, Qian Feng was a little apprehensive about going out, and he never stepped out of the room except to meet his physical needs.

And the only one in the whole wing-room that could relieve his boredom was Siyue, so he would play a song when he had nothing to do, and he could play it well when he was in a good mood, and he would play randomly when he was in a bad mood. Being locked up in the room is definitely not in a good mood, so he played here very happily, unaware that the people around him were already unbearably disturbed, and everyone in the palace who was in dire straits also felt sorry for the young master. There is nothing the new favorite can do.

The food was delivered directly to the room by servants, so naturally he had no chance to see Qi Lan these days.

Qian Feng felt that if he stayed like this, he would get moldy.

"How to do how to do……"

After thinking hard for a while, Qian Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, raised his hand and knocked on his scratched head, and said excitedly: "Yes, she looks at me during the day, so she must sleep at night! At worst, I will sleep at night. Slip out to find Qirong. Why didn't I think of such a good way at the beginning!"

Just do what he said, Qian Fen raised his head and glanced out the window, seeing that it was still early, he pulled the quilt over his head and fell asleep, he had to get enough energy to prepare for the sneak run tonight.

At midnight, there was silence in the palace, and Qian Feng could clearly hear the rustling sound of his feet stepping on fallen leaves. He tried to lighten his footsteps, taking advantage of the moonlight at night to vaguely discern the direction, but Qian Feng had always had a very bad sense of direction, in other words He is a road idiot. He was planning to go to the main courtyard, but he gradually walked in the direction of the back mountain...

"Hey, why are there fewer and fewer houses? There is such a big peach grove... Did I go wrong again?" Qian Feng scratched her head angrily, and said to herself.

The whining sound of the night wind, as if someone was crying, made Qian Feng shiver. He turned around and wanted to leave here, but at the moment he stepped out, he heard a crisp sound of something breaking .

"What sound...it seems to be coming from the woods. Is there someone here? I'd better go and have a look!"

Qian Feng listened carefully for a while, stopped her leaving footsteps, turned around and separated the criss-crossing peach branches, and walked inward following the sound.

From time to time, peach blossoms would rustle down, and when Qian Feng came out of the peach grove, his head was already full of blossoms.

After passing through the peach forest, he discovered that there was a cave behind it, which turned out to be a big garden full of green cypresses.

Qian Feng brushed off the petals on her body, took a few steps forward, and leaned down to carefully read the writing on a stone tablet at the gate of the garden: "Qi, Shi, Tomb... Garden..."

A cemetery... isn't that just a cemetery?How did I get here?While thinking about it, Qian Feng walked in in a strange way.

"Crack!" There was another sound of objects breaking, but this time it was much clearer than before, followed by a violent coughing sound. The trail walked in the direction of the sound.

Turning around another intersection, Qian Feng heard a cold voice before he could see the scene in front of him: "Who?"

This sudden question surprised Qian Feng, and then realized that the voice was somewhat familiar, Qian Feng raised his hand and rubbed his bewildered eyes, then looked up, and saw a lonely tomb, The white marble tombstone glowed coldly under the moonlight.

The tomb of Xianci Jiang Wanyu.

Qian Feng silently recited the words on the stone tablet in his heart, and couldn't help being startled, mother?

Scattered pictures came to my mind, distant memories were about to come out, and a feeling called sadness slowly permeated my heart.

"Why did you come here?" Another cold question interrupted Qian Feng's thoughts.

Qian Feng blinked and shook off those chaotic thoughts, only to find a person sitting in the dark beside the tombstone, wearing a lake blue silk shirt like a vast ocean wave in the night, following his The movement was rushing and churning, perhaps because of the night, the man did not tie his hair, and his black hair flowed down like a waterfall, draping softly over his shoulders. He originally lowered his head, but when Qian Feng walked up to him Raising his head, the moonlight shone on his face for an instant, and his usually white and warm cheeks were stained with a blush at this moment, and those peach blossom eyes that were always full of smiles were also misty, but Qian Feng was still in an instant. It captured the coldness in his eyes, which was the resistance to others invading his territory.

Qian Feng took a step back unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "I..."

As if suddenly losing interest in his answer, Qi Lan raised his head and took a sip of wine from the jug in his hand. The clear wine slowly fell from the jug and fell into his slightly opened mouth, a little carelessly It overflowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed down his curvaceous neck into his half-open chest. This scene fell into Qian Feng's eyes, and it seemed a little... charming.

What the hell am I thinking?Qian Feng cursed secretly, and explained in a low voice: "I'm lost..."

Qi Lan chuckled lightly: "Hehe, being able to get here from Yilan Courtyard is quite a feat."

After that, he patted the place beside him, and said, "Come here."

Qian Feng walked over slowly, rubbing the corners of his clothes vigorously with both hands, as if taking him as someone to vent his anger, and muttering as he walked: "There are so many roads, the lights are blind, how do I know which one to take? It's your fault, you don't let people watch me during the day, can I sneak out at night without sleeping?"

Qi Lan didn't seem to hear his complaints, just watched him sit down slowly, then looked at the corner of his clothes and said: "If you keep rubbing, I will have to buy you new clothes."

After hearing this, Qian Feng quickly let go, scratching her head in embarrassment.Seeing how cute he looked, Qi Lan couldn't help but raised her hand and tapped his forehead.Unexpectedly, Qian Feng suddenly jumped up from the ground as if his hair had exploded, and wiped his forehead vigorously with his hands, and soon the skin was wiped with red marks.

Qi Lan's eyes instantly turned cold, "You despise me?"

Qian Feng looked at him angrily: "Why hit my forehead? Hong Yuan said that no one else is allowed to touch this place, it belongs to her..."

At the end of the conversation, the voice became smaller and smaller, and when I listened carefully, I was a little choked up.

"Hongyuan..." Reading these two words silently, and hearing the name from Qian Feng's mouth again, Qi Lan suddenly became curious about what kind of existence this woman was to Qian Feng, but after thinking about it, this has nothing to do with him. What does it matter!

"Forget it, I don't care about you anymore, come and drink with me."