Chu Qiao's life and death promise

In the evening, a small white pigeon flew into the huge Dingbeihou Mansion, which is now the Yanwang Mansion, and landed in a heavily guarded courtyard.

A burst of brisk footsteps came from far to near, and walked outside a door, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, Ah Jing asks to see you."

"come in."

A faint voice came from inside.

Ah Jing bowed slightly and walked in.

The setting sun was slanting, and the study room was a bit dark, Yan Xun was sitting in the center, the expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the dim light.

"Your Highness, Miss Zhong Yu went to Miss Chu's yard today."

Although everyone knows that Miss Chu's courtyard is called Bishuiyuan, no one dares to call it that in front of Yan Xun. Others don't know why, but Ah Jing knows it, because Yu Wenyue's residence in Chang'an is called Qingshanyuan. As soon as he read it, it's no wonder His Highness is not furious.

"As expected," Yan Xun narrowed his narrow Danfeng eyes, "how did it turn out?"

"Miss Zhong Yu looked gloomy when she went out, so she must have...Miss Chu ignored it." Ah Jing kept bowing.

"I don't know if it's deceptive or not, just pay attention." Yan Xun waved his hand, "Go down."

Ah Jing sang a song and left.

Yan Xun stood up slowly, his slender body seemed lonely and desolate in the empty hall.

"Ah Chu, are you really breaking off with me so completely that even the Xiuli Army can't let you turn back..."

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The vegetation is new and the branches are sprouting.

On a big tree not far from the Green Water Courtyard, the branches shook slightly twice.

An unremarkable sedan chair landed at the gate of Bishui Courtyard, Meng Feng came out, politely pumped his fists, and welcomed a female family member wearing a bamboo hat and veil inside.

Chu Qiao was already waiting in the yard.

The woman took off her veil, but her expression was indifferent and unwilling:

"I am coming."

"Meet Princess Chun." Chu Qiao saluted slowly.

"If it wasn't for my brother's sake, I would never have stepped into your place." Yuan Chun stared at Chu Qiao's face coldly.

"Thank you, Princess Chun." Chu Qiao finished saluting, but did not get up.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Yuan Chun also ignored Chu Qiao and asked directly.

"Peace, let's have some tea." Chu Qiao stood up straight and smiled at Yuan Chun.

"Excuse me, I'm not here for tea." Yuan Chun interrupted impatiently.

"Princess Chun, my yard is simple. There are no flowers and plants to behold, and no birds to pet. The only tea was sent by Yen Song a few days ago. I think the princess is used to drinking it."

As soon as Chu Qiao finished speaking, Ping An had already walked over with a tea tray.

"I said I'm not here to drink tea, nor to see flowers and pets, what exactly did you ask me to come?" Yuan Chun was slightly angry.

"It's because I can't do anything, so I invite the princess to drink a few cups of tea and chat to pass the time." Chu Qiaoshi calmly sat down, and extended his hand respectfully to Yuan Chun: "Princess, please sit down."

Although Yuan Chun didn't know what medicine Chu Qiao sold in the gourd, nor what was written in the secret letter that Chu Qiao sent Yuan Song, but knowing that since she came, he could only cooperate with Chu Qiao, so he sat down.

The two of them were really like this, facing each other, drinking tea.

No one spoke, Yuan Chun was calm, and Chu Qiao was even more calm.

After about half an hour like this, Chu Qiao suddenly said: "It's almost noon, and the food in the Clear Water Courtyard is rough, so I won't let the princess eat. On the seventh day, escort the princess back."

"Here." Yue Qi's ghostly figure suddenly appeared.

Yuan Chun was taken aback for a moment, she never came and went, she really did nothing but drink tea, but Chu Qiao really asked her to drink tea?

"You..." Yuan Chun was a little confused.

"Princess, please go slowly." Chu Qiao stood up and saluted.

Yuan Chun closed his mouth, gave Chu Qiao a hard look, turned and left.

It was still the unremarkable little sedan chair, which was re-set up by the bearer, and turned back along the original road, but there was an extra month and seven in the group.

The branches on the big tree swayed again, and the wind faintly passed through the air, heading towards a certain direction.

Yue Qi, who was in the team, looked ahead and moved his ears slightly.

Yanbei, Yanwang Mansion.

The scent of calming incense permeates the entire hall.

Ah Jing got the servant's letter, and slowly walked forward with a bow, standing outside the gorgeous bed curtain.

"Your Highness."

"En." Yan Xun's lazy voice with a slightly nasal sound sounded from inside the tent.

"Wu Daoya and his party arrived at the Daliang border yesterday."

"It's almost time to arrive." Yan Xun sat up, and the maid immediately came over to pull up the bed curtain.

"One more thing, Princess Yuanchun has been going to Miss Chu every day for the past few days." Ah Jing continued to report.

"Oh? Yuan Chun?" Yan Xun seemed a little surprised, "Go every day?"

"It's been four days in a row. I go every day, and I only stay for half an hour before and after, and then I will be escorted back by Yue Qi himself."

Yan Xun pondered for a while, "Just keep paying attention."

"Here."

The tea is fresh, take a sip, and the fragrance will remain on your lips and teeth.

But at this moment, Yuan Chun was not in the mood to drink tea. The man sitting across from him was dressed in plain clothes, with his chin propped up, and his big eyes were staring blankly at the Po Yue Sword on the sword stand by the window. I just can't feel her decadence, just like a ghost dormant in her body, maybe you can treat her as a cripple, but as long as you gently stretch out your fingers and touch her, that ghost will bite you like a demon finger.

"Can you say something?" Yuan Chun was irritated, it was already the seventh day, and she really had enough of Chu Qiao's appearance.

"I thought the princess didn't like listening to me." Chu Qiao didn't even change her posture. If the voice didn't come from her mouth, Yuan Chun even thought it was someone else talking.

"It's not just that I don't like it, I also hate you." Yuan Chun snorted coldly.

"En." Chu Qiao uttered another syllable, indicating that she knew.

"But these days, seeing you like this, I feel relieved that you are not doing well. My hatred for you," Yuan Chun looked away unnaturally, "it has decreased."

"Thank you, princess." Chu Qiao still didn't move, and said a word of thanks casually.

"I have gone through so many things, everyone around me was implicated by me, my mother and concubine died because of me, brother Wang was disabled because of me, my personal servant girl died for me, only me, the most damned person, has been alive... "Yuan Chun sighed, as if he was talking to Chu Qiao, or talking to himself.

"I hated you, wished I could kill you and then quickly. My hands have never been stained with blood in my life, but that day outside Hongchuan City, I walked in front of you with a knife in my hand. When I thought of putting you to death, I immediately I am very excited. I know you are innocent, and I also want to hate Yan Xun, but at that time, I couldn't do it, I couldn't do it, I hated him, so I hated you..."

"I can't hate him now, but gradually, I don't hate you so much..." Yuan Chun lowered his voice, "It's too painful for me to hate this kind of feeling, and I can't let you go , I can't let myself go, and those who died for me can't let go..."

Chu Qiao's eyes slowly shifted from Po Yuejian to Yuan Chun's face, she moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.

Yuan Chun gently pulled out a kit from his waist and put it on the table, "My brother asked me to bring it to you today. He wants me to tell you, be careful, and put your own safety first."

"Princess...thank you."

Chu Qiao took the kit and looked deeply at Yuan Chun, her eyes flickering.

"Go." Yuan Chun picked up the teacup and stopped looking at her.

It was still the sedan chair, the same bearers, and Yue Qi who escorted the sedan chair back every day.

It was still the slightly swaying branch on the big tree, and the sound of the wind was still gone, but this time, Yue Qi suddenly turned around, looked in that direction, and then looked away.

His lips were pursed into a line, and his eyes were piercing.