Ye Yilan returned to Ye Mansion, and no one cared about the conversation between the emperor and her. They only gave instructions on what to prepare for the tour in five days.

It seems that they know it well.

Looking at his father, he said calmly: "Some things must be dealt with from the heart. It can be said that trouble comes from the mouth."

How could she not know the pros and cons of it? The reason why she told the emperor not to interfere with her mother's affairs was just to keep herself safe.

On this tour, the Holy Sage sold his favor to the Ye family, and among the daughters of high-ranking officials, he invited Changsun Wuji, the niece of Empress Changsun.

As the night deepened, she sat on Qianqiu, nodding and looking at the bright moon.

The clouds are rolling and the remaining flowers and willows are relaxing, and the place is lonely and no one is mourning.

Stirring up boudoir dreams, illusory shadows, who is standing aside with a deserted look.

A dark shadow could not capture his position. The eyes under the mask never left the person on the swing for a long time.

He liked to see her smile, and the whole world went crazy when she smiled.

Dare I ask, which man would not be obsessed with it.

If she is not happy, he will not be happy. If she is happy, he will find ways to make her happy.

Like an inseparable shadow, following behind silently, everything is fine.

Ever since she came from the palace, she had been holding the jade pendant close to hers in her hands. Her shy face must have suggested that she was tempted.

Who moved her heart?

Who took away her love?

Who is it that has taken over everything from her?

But he is a servant, he can only protect her, but how can he protect her for the rest of her life.

Walking behind her with light steps. Every step you take, you get closer to her.

He is afraid that one day the distance between them will become farther and farther.

She didn't mean that Nian Qing was hers.

No matter the distance, she will not let each other become strangers.

He believes her.

"Nian Qing, why are you here?"

When she was still thinking about it, the swing couldn't help but sway. It was so quiet that he was probably the only one.

He could tell that she was very excited.

He didn't speak, just helped her push the swing gently and listened to her words as before.

"Mute, you are silent again."

How long has it been since he heard the phrase "dumb"?

Since he first entered the house, he didn't like to talk, and Ye Yilan would always make him happy. But he always only said one or two sentences, not too much.

In her eyes, he has always been quiet and did not interact with others.

Every time he didn't speak, she would call him dumbly.

She thought he would be angry when she called her, but she didn't expect that she actually smiled when she saw him.

He said that this was the first secret between them.

But their secret goes beyond the first one.

He was familiar with her preferences and kept them in mind.

The familiarity with each other gave them more tacit understanding.

But even this could not move her heart.

That's because there is a gap between them. She is a talented woman, and he is a martial artist.

A talented man paired with a talented woman is what makes a man, a talented woman and a beautiful woman, isn't it?

"Nian Qing, guess who I saw today?" She patted his hand, and he stopped the swing from swinging uneasily.

She came down from the swing, her eyes filled with joy. She pulled Nian Qing to sit on the swing together, leaning on her shoulders.

When she was a child, she often leaned on her elder brother's shoulder.

Now, I am relying on his shoulder, which feels very comforting and reassuring.

Being so close to him, his breathing was very steady. There was a faint fragrance on his body that made people linger.

She was used to talking alone while he listened.

"I met His Highness the Sixth Prince and rode in a carriage with him. He only spoke a few words to me and then left. He also said that we would meet again if we had the chance."

When he heard about Murong Haoli, he couldn't help but feel stunned. When he saw the young lady talking about her, her tone was completely different from her previous one.

The corners of his mouth were half-smiling, and his tone was calm. Who knew that his heart was racing at the moment: "Your Highness, besides these words, what else did you say?"

"He didn't say anything. He just said that I was different from other women, and the other women only knew how to flatter. He also said that he had not married yet, so he made me feel at ease."

The head that was leaning on his shoulder instantly broke away, pulling his arm, and asked: "Nian Qing, do you think I am attracted to him? I have been thinking about him since I wrote poems on Chinese Valentine's Day and gave him the jade pendant. You said

Yes or no?"

So that night, you gave your sincerity?

You admired it when you started composing the poem, right?

I miss you, I'm afraid that the young lady will sink deeper and deeper into trouble and be unable to extricate herself.

He closed his eyes and deliberately suppressed his turbulent emotions. After being silent for a long time, he slowly said: "Yes. But Nian Qing, I have to tell the lady. Everything must be judged based on your heart, and you must not be fooled by those rhetoric."

Blinded."

Ye Yilan saw that his words tonight were different from what he usually said.

"Nian Qing, do you know that today I was preached by my father and the Holy Father, and you preached to me too." Thinking of everything today, she felt very tired. She thought that things would be a little different here with Nian Qing. But today it seems that she was wrong.

As soon as he heard the word "Holy Lord", his pupils flickered. He looked at the jade hands on his arms and pulled them out without mercy. He coughed lightly and said, "Today, the emperor invited the young lady to the palace, but what did he say?

thing?"

She couldn't tell Nian Qing, this was her promise.

Seeing that she was silent, he knew what she was talking about and didn't ask too many questions. Suddenly, the two of them looked at each other with tender eyes, and said calmly: "Since the young lady doesn't want to go into details, Nian Qing won't ask."

She could never see through his overly careful thoughts.

He saw the young lady standing in the moonlight, her thin clothes and gauze-like sleeves blowing in the breeze.

He took off his coat, walked behind her and put it on her, and warned: "It's cold at night, and the lady is weak, so don't catch a cold."

His eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and nothing can escape his discernment. His meticulous thoughts actually have a thought: "Do you want to go on this tour? If you want to go, I will arrange it with my elder brother."

Go in."

"No, Nian Qing is still staying in the house. If anything happens, the eldest young master will be here too." The corners of his mouth slightly raised. He knew that she wanted him by her side. As long as there was a place in her heart for him, that's it.

happy.

Hearing him reject her, a corner of her heart felt cold.

She wanted him to accompany her. After all, the people over there were from the palace and she didn't want to communicate more.

The eldest brother won't have much time to spend with her. Even if Caifeng is here, it won't be as comforting as having him by her side.

She is losing.

But he has his own difficulties. He will be the most conspicuous one when he appears wearing a mask.

He doesn't want to become her dependence. Even though he likes this feeling, he can't. How can the person he loves rely too much on someone? He wants her to know that if he is gone, she should learn to be someone else.

I miss the music every inch, I miss the pain every inch, and I look forward to the bright moon, the lanterns and the lonely flowers.

One inch of infatuation, one inch of infatuation, the world of youth is full of dreams.

One inch of ink, one inch of painting, the brush is dyed with cinnabar, the girl Jiao'e.

The lovesickness is painful, but the craving is hesitant. A beautiful picture, the laughing duckweed is drunk and worried about each other.

In a wilderness, tents were piled up here, with guards stationed around them.

It is said that it is a patrol, this area is extremely remote, and refugees from Huai'an in the south of the Yangtze River fled here.

The emperor assigned a group of people to the refugee area to distribute food.

The delicate woman got off the carriage.

With a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, he held onto Caifeng tightly.

"Miss, look at how grand this camp is."

Caifeng was unaware of the young lady's anxiety and was extremely excited when she saw this. However, she was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"At first glance, it seems that he has never seen the world."
To be continued...