Get to Know Your Ex-Girlfriend

It's no wonder that the aunt misunderstood, Xin Lan's head was tied up with a woman's bun, and Qu Zhi'an was holding her hand again. Looking at her, didn't she think that Xin Lan was Qu Zhi'an's wife?

Qu Zhi'an was taken aback for a moment, her face turned red, and she answered vaguely. She went to see Xin Lan, and seeing that she had no objection, she pulled her to sit down on the stool.

How could Xin Lan react? Being mistaken, she didn't feel the slightest bit strange. She sat on the chair generously and waited for Qu Zhi'an to order two bowls of wonton.

Seeing Xin Lan's calm look, Qu Zhi'an didn't know what she was shy about, so she spurned herself inwardly, and after agreeing with the aunt, she waited for the wontons to be served.

Qu Zhian was right, the wontons in this restaurant are indeed delicious.

The scent floated to the tip of Xin Lan's nose, causing her to undo the veil.

The soup in the white porcelain bowl is clear, and the wontons squeezed into one piece are all thin-skinned and filled with a lot of stuffing, and some chopped green onions are sprinkled on top, which is not good-looking.

When the aunt brought the wontons over, she saw Xin Lan's face, she was stunned for a moment, and praised Qu Zhi'an for being so lucky to have married such a beautiful lady.

Qu Zhi'an was overwhelmed by the embarrassment she said, and quietly looked at Xin Lan from the corner of her eye, but thanked her calmly.

Xin Lan smiled shallowly, without making a sound, like a graceful and restrained girl, but Qu Zhi'an knew that she was too lazy to make a sound, and scooped up wontons with a spoon.

After eating breakfast, the sky is already bright.

When it shines on people, it can't help but feel a little dry.

Qu Zhi'an wiped off the thin sweat on his forehead, and led Xin Lan to the teahouse.

In this scorching summer, the shady place inside the tea house is relatively cool, and you can order a pot of herbal tea and a few plates of refreshing pastries, sit there, and listen to the storyteller tell some interesting things, and you can spend a whole morning It will pass quickly.

While eating tea, Xin Lan listened to the storyteller talking about love and hatred, and was a little interested.

These days are indeed much richer than staying in the cold palace, or in other words, life is much richer than when the original owner was the empress.

The storyteller is talking about love and love today. No matter when this drama is, everyone likes that there is a gap between the identities of the two parties, whether it is an ancient rich daughter and a poor scholar, or a modern clerk and a domineering president.

Today he was talking about the troupe's little actors and the general's leadership.

An opera troupe set up a stage to sell and sing. There was a little beggar who secretly watched the opera performers sing. The little opera singer came on stage to sing again, and a rich man touched the little opera singer's hand, and the beggar saw him and beat him up.

The listeners sighed from the audience, saying that the little beggar must be miserable, and as expected, the storyteller went on to say that the little beggar was beaten up by the servants of the rich man and thrown to the ground. Go to the mountains, there are many jackals and wild dogs in the mountains, when the little actor heard about this, the little beggar was nowhere to be found.

The little opera singer sneaked out, enduring his fear and walked the mountain road, searching for the whole night, but he couldn't find the beggar.

The storyteller spoke very well, he vividly portrayed the image of the little opera singer, as if he could really see the weak opera singer striding forward, staggering and searching inch by inch in the mountains.

Xin Lan showed no expression, drinking herbal tea and listening, neither sad nor happy, seemed unmoved by it.

Qu Zhi'an felt a little pity in his heart, but seeing Xin Lan like this, that pitiful feeling disappeared a little.

"Lan'er thinks this story is not touching?"

Qu Zhi'an boldly called out such a title, and felt much more comfortable after saying it.

When Xin Lan heard Qu Zhian address her, she only raised her eyebrows and acquiesced.

"It's touching, it's only possible that I've been cold-hearted for a long time, and I won't be moved."

This feeling is probably the indifference of the strong to the feelings between the weak.

It's not that Xin Lan was untouched, she just lamented that if she had been stronger, she wouldn't have worked so hard for such a love.

Just like someone who was born into a rich family, he will never understand why someone quarrels over a few hundred dollars, and the relationship ends up breaking down.

This metaphor may not be appropriate enough, but it is true.

Xin Lan has no way to treat herself as a character in the play, so naturally she won't be moved by it.

Qu Zhi'an wanted to refute Xin Lan's claim that she was not cold-hearted, but she couldn't find any words for a while, but she stubbornly believed that this person was actually very warm.

She can always give him a sense of peace of mind, even if she sits there silently.

The feeling in her body is very complicated, it is not calm and self-sustaining, nor is it indifferent, if I have to find a word to describe it, it is probably disdain.

Because he is in a high position, he feels very indifferent to the world, but he is not without temper, sometimes it is as vivid as a splash-ink landscape painting.

It seems absurd to think so, but it feels true.

After sitting in the teahouse for a whole morning, Qu Zhian took Xin Lan to a restaurant with a good reputation that he had been to, and ordered good food and wine. When the time passed, Qu Zhian brought Xin Lan to the lakeside.

The lotus picker sits on a pointed boat, shuttles among lotus flowers, picks lotus pods in her hands, weaves large lotus leaves into a beautiful hat and wears it on her head, the swaying green color becomes the summer scenery. A touch of coolness in the day.

Qu Zhian rented a small boat, let Xin Lan sit on it, paddled along the waves, and rowed to the depths of Lianhua Lake.

Lying on the boat and looking up, I just feel that the sky is extremely blue, and the white and soft clouds are floating leisurely, very leisurely.

The clean lake water also reflects the bright sky. Occasionally, there are birds chirping from somewhere, and white waterfowl fly across the lake, making small ripples.

Qu Zhi'an reached out and picked a lotus pod, and put it in Xin Lan's hand.

"Yanyan is really a person who knows how to enjoy. Seeing your skillful appearance, do you often come to this place?"

"I've only been here twice. The first time I came, I couldn't forget it. This is a good place, but I don't always have free time to come here. Today is just a good time, so I will take you here to relax. heat."

"Have a heart."

Xin Lan has never been a person who is stingy with thanks. She knows in her heart that others treat her well.

"Smoke."

Xin Lan looked at the person sitting beside the boat fiddled with the cold lake water, and called softly.

"Ok?"

"Do you want to try, the taste of power in the hands of the people?"

Qu Zhian's body shook because of these words, but she didn't lose her composure too much. She thought about it carefully before saying her answer.

"I just want to go to a position that is strong enough to protect you and support you in any move."

The person who said this was very happy, Xin Lan peeled off a lotus seed and put it on Qu Zhi'an's lips.

If you have a friend like this, what more can you ask for.

Xin Lan returned to the palace when night fell.

Sitong and Chunyue didn't see Xin Lan all day, and they felt a little uneasy. Seeing Xin Lan came back, the big rock in their hearts fell to the ground.

They didn't ask the master where he was, but one asked if he had eaten dinner, and the other poured herbal tea.

"Master, the empress came to look for you once during the day, but the servant girl said that you didn't sleep well yesterday and was taking a nap, so she went back again."

"Did she say what she came to find me for?"

"I never mentioned it, I just said that it will come tomorrow."

Xin Lan nodded, indicating that she understood.

The fact that Xin Long took the initiative to look for her was nothing more than a matter between the emperor and the Xin family. Judging from the current situation, it was probably the latter.

Coincidentally, she also had some matters that it was time to talk to the original owner's father, Mr. Zuo Xiang.

Once a woman is married, her family is not good, so she often visits her, not to mention marrying into the palace. If she wants to come in and have a look, it is not easy, unless she is extra favored, the emperor's grace.

Obviously, the emperor didn't want Xin Long to meet with the Xin family all the time, but if the reason was that he missed his family, the emperor definitely couldn't refuse.

Xin Long was walking around in the palace. She was young and couldn't hide things in her heart. Today, her mother entered the palace and said something to her, which made her anxious, but she couldn't reveal it in front of outsiders, so she hurried to Looking for aunt, but it's not easy to disturb my aunt when she is resting.

This matter is not urgent, even if she is naive, she knows that the Xin family is going downhill, even if she hastily told her aunt about it, what can be changed.

She sat down on the chair dejectedly, and decided to talk to her aunt tomorrow.

"Mingxiang, am I so useless that I can't help you with anything?"

"Master, don't belittle yourself like this. Let's do our best and obey the destiny."

Ming Xiang comforted in a low voice, and patted the back of the young master.

Xin Lan didn't know that her little niece was in a hurry to get angry and depressed. Although she just came back from the palace, she was not idle.

She still has other things to do, and that is the situation she set up early in the morning.

On the top of the willows on the moon, it is the time when the Qinlou Chu Pavilion opens its doors to welcome guests.

Dong Huaixi changed into plain clothes and walked on the road, not in a good mood, with a gloomy face.

His Majesty called him into the palace today to reprimand him severely, saying that the assassins entered last night, and the Imperial Forest Army knew nothing about it.

Fortunately, the assassin was not too powerful, he only injured him slightly, and ran away in a hurry for fear of alarming others.

Dong Huaixi immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty. Fortunately, the emperor didn't pursue it too much, and said that it was inconvenient to publicize it now, lest someone with a heart would take action again, but just asked him to strengthen the surrounding patrol.

He knew that His Majesty had worked so hard that this matter was spread, and those who wanted to let him go down would definitely take this opportunity to ask His Majesty to punish him. It was His Majesty who single-handedly promoted him to his current position, how could such a thing be allowed to happen.

Annoyed and ashamed at the same time, Dong Huaixi strengthened his defense, changed his rotation tonight, and went out to drink to relieve boredom.

He has a Jieyuhua. In the Red Sleeve Hall, he originally wanted to redeem the person back home, but there is a tigress in Naihe's family. If he really brought the person back, wouldn't it be a quarrel? He had no choice but to Continue to watch her Xie Yuhua stay in that dusty place, and go find her when she is free.

Thinking so, Dong Huaixi quickened his pace.

In the Red Sleeve Pavilion, the smell of rouge gouache and alcohol mixed together, creating an intoxicating smell.

The melodious sound is plucked from the strings, making people feel dizzy after hearing it.

Xin Lan watched the woman put away the money and stood by the window.

"I will trouble the girl."

"please do not worry."