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In the early morning, Yan Yueqing was woken up by the birds calling in his yard. He had been ill for three days and didn't go to the Imperial Academy for class. He wanted to hold on, but Su Wanzhou stopped him before he walked out of the gate of his yard. After being locked up for three full days, Yan Yueqing felt that she was about to get moldy in the house.

I didn't go to Yushuyuan these days and I don't know what happened to Shen Lichen, Qiran and the others are acting like monsters again, no matter what he says today, he won't give in to Su Wanzhou again, Yan Yueqing thought to himself.

This morning it was still Su Wanzhou who was cooking, and served the fragrant millet porridge and a few simple and elegant dishes, which were pleasing to the eye. The rare thing was that Yan Yueqing's father——Yan Wenbai was also at home today. As a prime minister, Yan Wenbai always Very busy, so busy that I rarely have free time to accompany Su Wanzhou and Yan Yueqing.

Yan Wen's white face is very good, if it is taken seriously, it is probably more delicate and beautiful than Su Wanzhou's eyebrows, but he has been in a high position all year round, and there is a majesty between his eyebrows that ordinary people don't have, Yan Yueqing's appearance It still inherits most of him, but its temperament is not as cold as his.

"Can Yueqing's illness be cured?" Yan Wenbai was rarely able to say a word during the meal. Yan Yueqing was naturally happy to hear that Yan Wenbai was concerned about him, and quickly replied: "Father is worried, Yueqing's illness has recovered, you can go to the Royal Palace It's the library."

Yan Wenbai nodded slightly, and put a crystal bag into Su Wanzhou's plate, with a faint smile on his lips: "Then go early, don't be late."

"Well, Yueqing will definitely not be late."

Su Wanzhou smiled and said, "Yes, of course I won't be late. Yue Qingqing was late for the first day of school, and she was never late for other times."

Yan Yueqing: ...

As soon as Yan Yueqing entered the school, she saw a lot of people gathered around the praying table, and it was so lively that Yan Yueqing only listened to it when she walked all the way to the corner.

The sideline army repelled the barbarians who had been occupying the border city, and they would return to the court in a few days, but Yan Yueqing suddenly remembered that it was Qi Ran's father, Qi Mu, who led the army to repel the barbarians this time.

"Morning, fourth prince." Yan Yueqing greeted Shen Lichen as usual, Shen Lichen cast his gaze over, and finally replied softly: "Morning." Yan Yueqing almost burst into tears, sat down quietly and saw a piece of paper on the table. A small white flower.

In an instant, a familiar feeling rushed towards Yan Yueqing's Tianling Gai. He remembered that Shen Wenxuan would bring him such a white flower every day when he was in the Imperial Academy in his previous life. The small one made him feel happy every day in his previous life. Everything started to cycle again. But he was no longer the Yan Yueqing in his previous life.

Yan Yueqing looked at the white flower on the table and was a little dazed, reached out to pick it up, wanted to throw it away, but felt that there was nothing wrong with the white flower, it was just the fault of the sender, so she put it aside casually, and didn't look at it again "I don't like it. "Shen Lichen murmured suddenly, his voice was so low that Yan Yueqing didn't hear it at all.

The next day, another small flower appeared on Yan Yueqing's table, but this time it was no longer white, but light blue, very simple and elegant, Yan Yueqing didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. The little white flower in the past turned into a blue flower again today, completely deviated from the track, proving to him that everything is possible to change in this life.

Yan Yueqing sighed lightly, threw the flower aside like yesterday, and stopped looking at it, "I don't like it." Shen Lichen said softly from the side, as if speaking to himself.

On the third day, Yan Yueqing was a little overwhelmed standing in front of his desk, and today his desk was no longer as simple as a single flower, but a large bouquet.

Quietly inquired around for a while, then fixed his eyes on Shen Wenxuan's back, and finally fell on the flowers. Yan Yueqing thought that he had read a lot of books, and his knowledge was not short, but when facing these flowers, he couldn't even name them. When it came out, the flower was very nice, but when he thought that it was a gift from Shen Wenxuan, he couldn't like it no matter what.

He wanted to hit Shen Wenxuan in the face, but now he couldn't find any reason to do so, Yan Yueqing was getting annoyed again, Shen Lichen was watching the boy's expression, he could feel the boy was annoyed.

Most likely, he still doesn't like it.

"Don't like any of them?" Shen Lichen said suddenly, looking at Yan Yueqing's side face with a pair of calm eyes, Yan Yueqing didn't understand, so he asked: "What?"

Shen Lichen lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a small fan, and he seemed to have made a lot of determination before he spoke: "I'm talking about flowers, there is no one, do you like it?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, in an instant, it was like a gust of wind blowing directly through Yan Yueqing's body. He suddenly wanted to understand something, but he still couldn't believe it. Did you send it?"

Shen Lichen nodded lightly, pretending not to care: "It's okay, just throw it away if you don't like it." But when he went to look at Yan Yueqing again, he found that the boy's eyes were red with tears falling from them, and he was so sad that he couldn't help himself.

"What?" Shen Lichen frowned slightly, and the boy cried.

Yan Yueqing hurriedly wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves, but found that she couldn't stop it, instead she wiped more and more and wet her sleeves. It turned out that the white flowers in her previous life were given by Shen Lichen, day after day, year after year, But he was so ignorant that he always mistook it for Shen Wenxuan.

He was wrong from the start.

"If you don't like it, I'll just let you go, but don't cry." Shen Lichen was trying his best to comfort Yan Yueqing, and wanted to reach out to wipe away his tears, but he couldn't take that step. Yan Yueqing waved his hand and tried hard Holding back the tears, "No, I like it very much."

"then you......"

Yan Yueqing turned her head to one side, and said stiffly: "I just got sand in my eyes, and I feel uncomfortable, and it's fine now."

Shen Lichen nodded thoughtfully, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, "Sand?" Yan Yueqing nodded heavily: "Yes, it's sand, the fourth prince doesn't believe me?" A few traces of blush caught Shen Lichen's eyes, and his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

"Believe." I believe in you the most.Shen Lichen didn't dare to look any more, and turned his head hastily, only to see a hand that was as clean as jade stretched out, gently put down a piece of sweet laurel sugar on his table, and then disappeared quickly, Shen Lichen was in the corner of his eyes. The boy was lying on his desk, looking straight at him with a pair of eyes, which made him distracted.

Shen Lichen turned his head helplessly, but there was no expression on his face, "What?"

Yan Yueqing frowned, pointed to the bouquet on her desk, and asked softly, "Are there any more tomorrow?" There was a glimmer of light in Shen Lichen's eyes, but his voice was calm and outrageous: "Well, I'll bring you one tomorrow too. "

"Thank you, Fourth Prince." Yan Yueqing was finally satisfied. He would find everything he missed in his previous life in this life, and he would give back to the right person one by one the daily joy.

Yan Yueqing looked at Shen Lichen's serious side face and thought about it.