At dusk, when the last ray of light in the sky disappeared, the huge Princess Qiyang's mansion was deserted, only the main hall was brightly lit.
Princess Qiyang sat upright in the main hall, and in front of her was a table of food that was already cold.
Obviously, the person Princess Qiyang was waiting for hadn't come back yet, but her face remained unmoved, and there was no sign of impatience. She just stared at the empty courtyard outside the hall quietly, not knowing what to think in her eyes.
Zhi Ting, the female official who was close to the princess, finally couldn't stand it any longer, and stepped forward to persuade: "His Royal Highness, it's getting late, and the concubine probably won't come today."
Qi Yang didn't move his eyes when he heard the words, still sitting upright as before, just staring at the deep night outside the hall, without saying a word.
Zhi Ting knew that it was unnecessary to say anything. Her Royal Highness did not know when, the smile on her face became less and less, and she gradually became silent, deep, and stubborn. Up to now, even she, the one who grew up with her, doesn't know what she is thinking.
So when did this change start? Zhi Ting couldn't help recalling it carefully, and in the end, he could only think of it after His Highness and the concubine got married. Maybe a year after the big wedding? Maybe half a load? Perhaps it was only a few months after the marriage that her Royal Highness suddenly became silent. After a few years, she can no longer find her innocent and cheerful appearance.
Everyone said that after getting married, it was time to grow up. Maybe her Royal Highness grew up too. But for some reason, she always felt a little distressed when she looked at His Highness who was so silent...
The night gradually deepened, but Zhi Ting made a mistake, and the concubine came back tonight.
Shortly after the wedding, Princess Qiyang got sick of her concubine inexplicably. At first, the concubine always ran to the princess' mansion, hoping to get the princess to change her mind. But later, as the consort's position in the court became more and more stable, he came less often. Later, when the concubine secretly got on the line with the third prince, he would appear less in the princess palace. Up to now, the last time he appeared in the Princess Mansion was a month ago.
No one knows why Princess Qiyang suddenly called the concubine tonight, but this rare thing happened, not to mention the people in the princess' mansion were surprised, the concubine Lu Qicheng was also surprised. So even if it was late when he came out of the Third Prince's Mansion, he still rushed back.
Entering the main hall, Lu Qicheng raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the table of cold food.
Zhi Ting, who was on the side, said with a wink, "The concubine has finally returned. Your Highness has been waiting for you for a long time. The food is also cold, so let me remove it and replace it with a new one." Soon the cold food on the table was taken away.
There was only one pot of wine left, which was left by Princess Qiyang pressing the wine pot with her own hands, and neither Lu Qicheng nor Zhi Ting cared about it.
When the outsiders in the main hall had all left, Lu Qicheng gave Qi Yang a slight salute and asked, "Your Highness the Princess is in good spirits tonight, but I don't know what's the matter with the sudden call to the minister?"
A few years have passed all of Lu Qicheng's patience. Even though Princess Qiyang was of noble birth and was born beautiful, when this beauty is honest with herself, she can't please her no matter what. After a long time, the man gradually loses his patience. What's more, he is now in a stable position in the court, and even if he doesn't respond to all calls, he is no longer afraid of her mere princess!
Qi Yang didn't care about the frankness and rudeness of Lu Qicheng's words, she finally looked up at the person in front of her. It was the first time in several years that he looked so serious, and his eyes slid inch by inch on his face - from a teenager to a young man, the handsome young man who used to be androgynous, now has a tough line on his face, becoming a little angular, but vaguely The room still looks like the old eighth.
Looking at this familiar face, Qi Yang's deep black eyes gradually filled with turbulent emotions. But before Lu Qicheng could see something in her eyes, the emotions that had been surging just a moment ago subsided in an instant, so fast that people almost thought it was an illusion.
Lu Qicheng was inexplicably uncomfortable, and he also had a bad feeling in his heart, so he called out again, "Your Highness?"
Qi Yang finally withdrew his gaze and raised his chin slightly, still as arrogant as before. She gestured to the seat opposite her with her eyes, and her tone was still flat: "Sit down."
Lu Qicheng was full of confusion, but he sat down on the chair according to his words. After waiting for a while and seeing no one else, Princess Qiyang always kept silent, which made him feel a little depressed for some reason, so he had to ask again: "Your Highness Xuanchen came here today, what's the matter?"
Qi Yang picked up the jug, poured one for himself and the person in front of him, and said casually, "I haven't seen my concubine for a long time, so I asked you to come and have a look. Is there any problem?" Only the wine cup was pushed in front of Lu Qicheng.
Lu Qicheng was dumbfounded, always feeling that it was strange to say these words from Princess Qiyang's mouth. But these noble princes and princesses are inherently self-respecting, so she can do whatever she wants, and how can anyone else betray her? Lu Qicheng said that she was not afraid of her because her position was stable, but there was no need to offend the other party, so she didn't say anything, and took a sip of the wine cup.
Qi Yang glanced at the half-empty wine cup, suddenly stood up, and walked to Lu Qicheng.
Just when Lu Qicheng's face was inexplicable, a soft weed stroked his cheek. The slender and fair fingers stroked his face lightly, from his handsome eyebrows to the bridge of his handsome nose, all the way down, the movements were gentle and intimate, as if affectionate.
It wasn't until the fingertips touched the slightly green stubble on his lips that he quickly curled back up as if he had been pricked. But after a while, that hand couldn't help but caressed gently between his eyebrows and nostalgia...
Lu Qicheng's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. He looked up at Qi Yang. It was undeniable that the beauty of Her Royal Highness the Princess was enough to make any man fall in love. Lu Qicheng was naturally attracted to this woman at the beginning, but unfortunately the other party was too cold, and he let him use all kinds of methods, Qi Yang seemed to be wrapped in ice, and he showed his favor with no pretense at all.
Could it be that today, the princess finally realized his goodness and planned to take the initiative to break the ice
Lu Qicheng was a little excited, but also a little self-satisfied, when his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, he reached out to grab Qi Yang's hand. In the end, it was empty, and his heart was inexplicably empty. He looked at Qi Yang blankly and called, "Your Highness?"
Qi Yang looked at him, but suddenly asked, "Do you know what Ben Gong likes most about you?"
When Lu Qicheng heard the word "like", his heart beat loudly again. He was obviously no longer a young and young boy, and he had tasted the taste of women elsewhere, but at this moment, he was still uncontrollably excited. He raised his hand and pressed his beating heart, always feeling that he didn't like Princess Qiyang so much, but he couldn't help but his heart beat faster because of the other party's words.
With this inexplicable emotion in his heart, Lu Qicheng unconsciously followed Qi Yang's words and asked, "I don't know, I don't know what your Highness likes most?"
Qi Yang smiled, her eyes still stayed on Lu Qicheng's handsome face, and replied, "Of course I like your face the most." Her eyes suddenly lost their warmth, becoming cold and sharp: "I like your face the most." This is the face that used to be exactly like hers."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Qicheng's eyes suddenly widened. The secret that had been hidden for many years was once revealed, or it was revealed by the precious princess herself. His heart couldn't stop jumping, and it made his heart hurt a little.
There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, and Lu Qicheng's first thought was to kill someone. But now he is in the princess' mansion, and since he is completely unprepared, he can't kill her, and it is even more impossible for him to clean himself after killing her. So the idea of killing people had to be temporarily suppressed. He decided to pretend to be stupid and forced a smile: "What do you mean by this princess? Who am I with..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Qicheng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the dark red blood dripped on the corner of Qiyang's skirt, as if stained with red plums.
"Princess, you..." Lu Qicheng looked at Qi Yang in disbelief, one hand tightly pressing his beating heart. It was only at this moment that he realized that the heart that had been beating wildly before was not because of heartbeat, nor because of fright, but because he had been poisoned a long time ago!
The seasoned poisoned wine was prepared for him from the beginning, and she didn't need his explanation.
Qi Yang just looked at him coldly, watched him vomit blood, watched him fall to the ground, watched him press his heart and the light in his eyes gradually faded...
Lu Qicheng didn't even ask why. He didn't understand why Princess Qiyang would attack him until he died. To avenge that man? But why did Princess Qiyang avenge her
Qi Yang naturally had no interest in answering the questions of a dead man. Looking at Lu Qicheng's gradually cooling corpse, the emotions in her eyes ranged from the joy of getting revenge for a great revenge, to the sorrow of having nothing, and then to the daze of not knowing where she came from, and she looked inexplicably pitiful.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhi Ting finally came back with a hot meal. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the concubine lying dead on the ground. She covered her mouth in shock, looked at the blood on the corner of her Highness's skirt, and called out in a trembling voice, "Your Highness..."
Qi Yang flicked his sleeves, turned and left: "Pack up."