Since that day, the atmosphere between the two has become so different, but if you look closely, no one can tell what the difference is.

For example today.

In the early morning, Xie Ling and sat on the side watching He Yaoqing's movements without blinking his eyes, almost dumbfounded.

I saw He Yaoqing sitting in front of the vanity mirror in the room, holding a good Luo Zidai in his hand.

I can't see how serious his expression is, nor how serious his actions are. He just glanced casually a few times, his eyebrows and eyes remain unchanged, but all the heroic sharpness that belongs to a man is completely covered up. What is added for no reason belongs to The softness of a woman.

Although it was still the same person, if He Yaoqing stood in front of someone now, everyone would think that he was a real woman.

Xie Lingyu has been watching his movements, no matter how many times he has seen him, every time he is still astonished as if he was seeing him for the first time: "How on earth did you do this?"

He Yaoqing paused holding Luo Zidai's hand, then turned to look at him with an inexplicable expression: "Are you so surprised?"

Xie Lingyu was still immersed in his movements, and even lost his keen premonition in the past, he still nodded in admiration.

Seeing him like this, He Yaoqing snorted coldly, with danger in his eyes: "What? You want to try too?"

I saw that his voice also changed suddenly, it was no longer the clear and cold voice of a young man before, but it became soft and melodious that belonged to a woman.

There was no transition between them, Xie Lingyu was taken aback for a moment, shook his head quickly, and looked at He Yaoqing looking at himself, and couldn't help but back away.

He knew that this man always said what he said and did what he said, and he was afraid that he would really be asked to "try", so he couldn't help coughing a few times, and pretended to look at the sky and said "in a hurry": "It's not early I'm leaving the city quickly, see you in the evening."

After finishing speaking, it seemed as if there was some scourge chasing after him, and he ran away in a hurry.

He Yaoqing looked at his back with deep eyes, then lowered his eyes and turned his head to continue what he had just done.

It can only be said that apart from Xie Lingyu, if someone else dared to say the same thing in front of him, He Yaoqing would not be as "gentle" as before.

Because it's too late for him to hate these things, so how can he be happy about them?

Of course... other than that person is Xie Lingyu, there is another reason.

The way this person looked at him was always full of curiosity and admiration, as if it was so amazing, and it didn't have the same incomprehensible contempt as ordinary people, which made him feel that it was not so unbearable .

It's just——He Yaoqing traced his eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, and suddenly there was an evil spirit in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Since you are so curious, if you don't let yourself try this taste, how can you be "worthy" of you?

He always retaliates, even if that person is Xie Lingyu, it's just that the way of "reporting" is different.

Just as He Yaoqing put down Luo Dai, there was a knock on the door, and the maid's voice was respectful and docile: "Your Highness, Madam is here."

He Yaoqing was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the door and walked to the main hall.

Mrs. Xie was already sitting in the main hall, followed by not only her personal servant girl, but also a middle-aged woman who looked like a embroidered mother.

"Yaoqing met her mother."

Mrs. Xie looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "You don't need to be so polite, just sit here and let me have a look."

He Yaoqing lowered his head and smiled. Mrs. Xie looked at him carefully, but complained a bit: "You child, how many times have you told me to come and accompany me when you have nothing to do, but you haven't come once."

He Yaoqing quickly raised his head, his eyes showed a bit of embarrassment and panic, and he couldn't bear to blame him just by looking at him.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xie quickly held his hand, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to be full of love: "Don't be afraid, I was just joking, and I don't intend to blame you."

Seeing He Yaoqing pursing his lips again, he smiled and sighed: "I know you want to come, but you're just embarrassed, aren't you? Why are you still so shy of strangers, I wonder if Ling Yu is right? You're not well."

"No," He Yaoqing still lowered his head, but said the first sentence other than greeting him, "Ling...Ling Yu is very good to me."

"I know," Mrs. Xie couldn't help laughing seeing him like this, stroked his hand, and started talking about business, "I came today to bring Xiuniang and you to make clothes for the Queen Mother's birthday banquet in the palace. .”

August [-]th, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, was the Queen Mother's birthday.

The Holy One is filial, so it will be a big event every year, and of course it is the same this year. As early as two months ago, the Ministry of Rites ordered the Ministry of Rites to start preparations. Until now, the closer this day is, the more festive atmosphere in Beijing.

"In the past, your clothes were all prepared by the palace. Of course, the ones at home are not as good. I hope you don't dislike them."

"How come? It's all good."

This sentence is true, as long as it is not something from the palace, He Yaoqing thinks it is good even if it is coarse clothes, not to mention the things from the Xie Mansion are not bad anyway.

As she was talking, Xiu Niang was about to step forward to measure He Yaoqing's body. Of course, He Yaoqing couldn't teach her how to measure, so she prevaricated: "Don't bother, Ling Yu also did it for me a few days ago. Over clothes, just use that size."

It was Madam Xie's turn to be surprised: "What else? This kid has finally done something serious..."

He Yaoqing listened to her, lowered his head as if shy, he didn't need to raise his eyes to know that she must be happy.

He has never experienced such a feeling as Mrs. Xie, it seems that he has been experiencing this feeling since he arrived in Xie's mansion.

You look at me now, as if you like me very much, but if one day you know my "secret", will you still be like this?

Certainly not.

As He Yaoqing thought about it, his eyes slowly became silent.

----

So when Xie Ling went back at night and Mrs. Xie was taking measurements with him, he heard these few words.

"This is what the folks say, 'If you have a daughter-in-law, forget your mother'?" Mrs. Xie looked at her son, her words seemed to be complaining, but more of it was a gratifying smile, "You little brat, when did you take the initiative? You bought something for your mother, and even went to Qingyin Street?"

Xie Linghe touched his nose, a little embarrassed: "If mother wants it, my son will go tomorrow."

Mrs. Xie gave him a hammer when she heard the words, and laughed and scolded: "That's not what I meant."

Xie Lingyu laughed with her, but suddenly remembered the afternoon when he met the Queen Mother.

The Compassionate Ning Palace was very dark that day, after the Empress Dowager Xie handed over the medicine bottle, she looked at herself with a serious expression on her face.

"Aijia told you this just to let you know about the difficulties of Yaoqing, so don't misunderstand her. My surname is Xie, but I am the queen mother of a country, just like you. In the future, you will be the master of Yaoqing, but more A servant of the emperor."

"Only Yaoqing in this world has the right to hate the emperor," Empress Dowager Xie looked into his eyes, "What the emperor did was wrong in this matter, but apart from this matter, to the people of the world, he is always a good emperor. And you are his courtier first, understand?"

Xie Lingyu was a little dazed when he thought about the Queen Mother's words.

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