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Yan Wanting leaned against the railing, looked lazily at Xia Qiulian's profile, and suddenly suggested.

"That girl has no relatives now, and she is very close to you, why don't you keep her by your side, and be a little bookboy studying ink and delivering tea, how about it."

Xia Qiulian pursed her lips and said helplessly.

"She's not as tall as a desk yet."

Yan Wanting raised his lips and smiled.

"It's true that there isn't one now. After a few more years, she will be able to become a clever girl, like Qingyuan."

"Ah."

Xia Qiulian was silent, she looked into the distance without saying a word.

Yan Wanting looked at her, the light in his eyes became softer and softer.

The afterglow of the setting sun on the horizon, reflected the whole sky red, Xia Qiulian was thin and thin, she stood quietly, her clear and indifferent eyes looked into the distance, looking at the red cloud that looked like a golden edge in the distance.

The clothes on her body fluttered gently with the breeze, and the blue hair on her shoulders also danced along with it.

After a long time, she suddenly let out a faint sigh and said in a low voice.

"I don't know how many times His Highness can accompany me to watch the sunset of Huaqing Palace."

The heart lying on the chest suddenly jumped, Yan Wanting seemed to grab something, she held her breath, and asked softly.

"Then Qiu Lian, I want to watch it with you a few times."

several times?

Xia Qiulian was stunned, but she didn't know.

Does she want Yan Wanting to be with her all the time?

Think and don't want to.

Every time Yan Wanting didn't say a word, but quietly stood by her side, she felt extra at ease.

Except for Yan Wanting, no one else gave her that feeling of peace of mind.

Even if she knows that Yan Wanting hates her now, she may never be able to forgive her, but this still cannot change the peace of mind and dependence that Yan Wanting can bring her.

Xia Qiulian didn't answer, she just closed her eyes and bit her lips, and turned around in a panic.

"Yue'er should wake up, I'll go and see her."

She pushed open the door of the attic and went in, leaving Yan Banting leaning against the porch.

Some words may be answered by questioning, but Yan Wanting's footsteps stopped.

The joy just now and the frenzy that broke out of the cocoon seemed to be poured with cold water by the suddenly sober reason.

So what if you ask, so what if you have an answer.

Yan Wanting shook her head lightly, she asked herself in a low voice.

"Do you believe it."

As in the past, Yan Wanting, who was confused and lost, went to find a word to explain his confusion.

Through the dark and long tunnel.

It suddenly became clear that Tianji Valley was getting dark earlier than outside, but there were lanterns hanging everywhere in the valley.

There is a huge century-old tree in the valley, and the branches above it are covered with lanterns. Those bright orange-yellow flames, like fireflies, sway around the big tree.

In the darkness, the dots of lights guided Yan Wanting through the bamboo forest and arrived in front of a building.

Strings of silver bells are hung on the corners of the eaves and pavilions of the exquisite and simple attics. When the wind blows, the crisp jingle sounds keep ringing.

Some young men and women can be seen everywhere holding swords, or holding a strange-looking herb, discussing and talking.

Without exception, they all knew Yan Banting, and when they saw her, they bowed respectfully to salute.

Yan Wanting waved his hand, walked around the crowded place with ease, and walked to a small single-family bamboo building deep in the bamboo forest.

I can't stay in that beautiful Tianji Pavilion, but I have to live in this small bamboo building. Does it mean that the current world experts want to show their indifference like this.

Although not grand enough, the small bamboo building is exquisite and beautiful. The bamboo fence surrounds a yard with a few peach trees planted inside, a swing under the tree, and a stone table and several stone piers.

There is also a medicine field on the side, where there is a piece of unnamed medicinal herbs in Yanwan Pavilion, but it grows lush and green.

The fragrance of the bamboo forest is mixed with the fragrance of herbs, which smells very good.

The small bamboo building has two floors, with lanterns hanging under the eaves and lights inside.

Yan Wanting walked to the door and knocked on it.

"Master is here, and Banting is here to visit."

It was quiet inside, without any sound.

Yan Wanting knocked on the door again, but there was still no sound.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, the door behind her opened quietly.

Liaoci's face was a little flushed, but her expression was normal, she smiled apologetically when she saw Yan Banting.

"Just took a break."

Don't talk about Yan Wanting's explanation, I'm afraid she doesn't believe it herself, and she doesn't bother to continue making up reasons, so she invites Yan Wanting to go in.

"Ban Ting, come in."

As soon as Yan Wanting entered the door, she found a gauze curtain hanging down on the bed next to the window, and she could vaguely see the brocade quilt towering high inside.

But the most obvious thing was the two little white feet that were accidentally exposed, trembling and trembling.

Yan Wanting asked this on purpose.

"Uncle, why haven't I seen Fu'an in the valley these two days?"

After resigning, she naturally knew that Yan Wanting had discovered Fu'an, she glanced at the bulging brocade quilt on the bed, shook her head helplessly, and had to continue to cover up for Fu'an.

"In the past few days, she has gone to gather medicine with her senior sister, and sometimes she goes for a whole day. It's normal that you can't touch her."

Yan Wanting laughed.

"Why don't my uncle tell her tomorrow and ask her to go back to Huaqing Palace. The junior sister who cooks medicine for Qiu Lian in the palace can't compare to her in controlling the heat."

The two exposed feet stopped shaking, and slowly retracted.

Liaoci knew that Yan Wanting was joking, so she changed the subject in order not to let her continue to frighten that coward out of his courage.

"Ban Ting came so late today, but there is something urgent."

The corners of the pursed lips were drawn back little by little, Yan Wanting sat at the table, his expression dimmed.

Leo sighed softly.

"It's still because of her."

Yan Wanting nodded, pursed his lips, and looked a little hesitant.

"I don't know why, but today I have the illusion that she...she may have me in her heart."

He said in confusion.

"Didn't you already know that?"

Yan Wanting shook his head and sighed softly.

"I just thought she was ashamed of me."

Seeing the deep meaning in the words, he looked at Yan Wanting.

"You should know more about Concubine Xian's temperament than I do. How much you have been rude to her. She knows that you have unusual feelings for her, but she still tolerates it like this. You really think that she is only guilty of allowing you to be so frivolous. "

Yan Wanting blushed rarely, and argued.

"When did I treat her lightly, and when did I treat her rudely, uncle...don't blame me."

"Then let me ask you one more question. I went back to give her a pulse, but she felt a little uncomfortable when I touched her hand. I saw that she didn't care much about the two maids around her who grew up with her. There are intimate actions, which shows that she usually doesn't like being touched by others. But how many times have you slept with her, has she ever disliked you, but is there anything disgusting?"

Yan Wanting was stunned.

"Of course not, she's already used to it."

Xia Qiulian really didn't like being touched by others. Even the green mandarins and green ruan who had been by her side for many years, she rarely let them touch her directly.

But Yan Wanting stalked her for a long time, so that later, Xia Qiulian did not resist Yan Wanting's touch at all.

It's just that I'm just used to her touch, so how can I prove that I like it.

He looked at the bewildered Yan Wanting jokingly.

"So, isn't that enough?"

Sure enough, the authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear.

I can't bear to look at it anymore, these two people seem to be in love with each other, but why are they so scrupulous about coming and going, fortunately they threatened them a little bit.

"What on earth do you want? You tossed her body like that. If you wait any longer, you should regret it in the future."

Yan Wanting turned pale, bit her lip and lowered her head.

"Uncle, you really..."

After resigning and touching the forehead, he said helplessly.

"How many times have you asked me this, and I still say that, she is too weak, and she can't stand the medicine I take."

Yan Wanting sat there with a pale face, motionless, sighed softly, and turned his head to look at the side of the bed.

The brocade quilt had been opened a crack, and a pair of shiny black eyes were staring at them, rolling around.

After resigning, he pulled up Yan Wanting, pushed her to look out the door, and drove her away.

"If you came to me because you were confused about her affairs, then I can't help you. Go back, if you have some questions, it's useless to ask me, ask yourself, or guess. If you have the guts, if you have the heart, I went to ask her myself."

Yan Wanting was pushed out of the door, and then wanted to say something to Ge Ci, but the door slammed shut.

She had to leave.

In the room, Liao Ci stood condescendingly beside the bed, opened the gauze curtain, and said with a half-smile.

"Enough listening and hiding enough. His Highness has already left, let's come out."

Fu An lifted off the brocade quilt, revealing her white striped body. She was only wearing a pink apron embroidered with ducklings, and she was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

With a fair and pink face, flushed, eyes wide open, he yelled with incredible excitement.

"Master, Master, Your Highness, she actually likes concubine concubine. This is terrible. Isn't this just like concubine Zhao. Concubine Zhao also likes other concubines in the palace. It is also mentioned in the book that concubine Zhao gave me. , This is called mirror grinding."

She resigned and shook her head, what she said to Yan Banting just now should not be heard by a stupid apprentice like her.

Wrapped in the quilt, Fu An rolled out of bed like a big meatball, still chattering excitedly.

"Master, do you think Your Majesty knows that His Highness likes Concubine Xian, and Concubine Xian is His Majesty's concubine. I think Concubine Xian doesn't like His Highness. She is so fierce, and Concubine Xian doesn't treat her very well. Concubine Xian If she wants to like me, she must also like me more, she has smiled at me several times, but I have never seen her smile at His Highness."

Liaoci sat at the table and poured a cup of tea, as if he didn't hear anything, with a calm and calm face.

Fu'an was wrapped in a brocade quilt and huddled by the table, only his round head was exposed, and his black eyes were narrowed into slits.

"Second Senior Sister said that we also have Broken Sleeve Grinding Mirrors in the valley, and she said don't ask me to follow them. She also told me that Third Senior Brother likes me, and if I want to marry someone, I can marry Third Senior Brother."

Liaoci paused the hand holding the teacup, and the smile on the corner of his lips froze a bit.

She tilted her head to look at Fu'an who was looking happy, and asked softly.

"Then do you like Third Senior Brother?"

Fu An wrinkled his face, and actually started thinking seriously.

"The third senior brother looks good, and the food he cooks is also delicious."

The smile on Liao Ci's face became more and more gentle.

"It seems you like him."

Fu An hastily nodded with a smile, she likes all the senior sisters and senior brothers in Guli.

"Uh-huh."

With a bang, he put down the teacup in his hand, and a few drops of water in the cup splashed onto the back of Ci's fair hand.

Fu An was frightened by the sound, before he could react, he stood up after saying his words, and grabbed the back collar of the brocade quilt she was wrapped in.

"Very well, then you go back to sleep today."

Fu'an's face changed, and for some unknown reason, the master suddenly changed. She was pitiful, but she could only follow Ci. The brocade she was carrying was moved to the door.

Poor coquettish.

"Master, Master, Master, no."

"Don't listen, go out."

With a grunt, he threw Fu'an out and slammed the door shut.

Fu An was only wearing a pink apron, his face turned pale with fright when he was wrapped in a quilt, he grabbed the quilt with one hand, and slapped the door with the other.

"Master!!! I have no clothes on."

"Master!!!!"

Fu An was wailing outside the door, but the lights in the house suddenly went out.

Liaoci stood in the dark room, staring at the sound of jumping feet outside the door with a complicated expression, snorted and frowned and covered his ears.

"Go to your third senior brother, you have no conscience."