At that time, it was still drizzling outside the car. Sheng Bianmo opened half of the car curtains, pressed his slender fingers gently on the cold car curtains, and looked towards the pavilion quietly.
The light rain is falling outside the pavilion, and young flower seedlings that have just been planted can be seen on the flower ground. Facing the wind, there is a faint smell of fresh grass in the air.
Qiao Ran sat on the stone chair in the pavilion, obediently, her eyebrows slightly lowered, her beautiful and clean fingers holding a pen and drawing on the sketch. She still had that cool and cold face, her eyes were serious and focused, and she was wholeheartedly Bet on the sketch.
She was arranging his garden.
Shengbian Mo watched quietly for a while, then lowered the car curtain and said calmly: "Go back home."
The driver did not dare to say anything after receiving the instructions from His Highness the Prince, and set off back.
At that time, Qiao Ran vaguely felt something. He paused the movement of the brush slightly, slowly raised his eyes from the sketch, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a carriage passing by outside the flower field...
Qiao Ran frowned slightly, but without thinking much, he turned back and continued sketching.
"Miss Qiao, remember to bring an umbrella when you go back later." Chen Yi waited for His Highness the Crown Prince to leave, and then handed the umbrella to Qiao Ran.
After getting the umbrella, Qiao Ran was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Thank you, Brother Chen, no need, I brought an umbrella myself."
Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, but insisted on giving her the umbrella, "It's okay, just take it."
There is no way to deal with His Highness the Crown Prince without taking him.
Qiao Ran still shook his head: "No need really, I have an umbrella."
It would be okay if she didn't bring an umbrella. It would be a bit unreasonable for her to take Chen Yi's umbrella after already bringing one.
Qiao Ran didn't take it, and Chen Yi couldn't force her, so he could only take the umbrella back bitterly, and when he got back, he took the initiative to mention it to His Royal Highness, and explained why Qiao Ran didn't accept his umbrella.
But His Royal Highness still looked indifferent and even threw the umbrella out.
Chen Yi felt miserable in his heart, knowing that he had not been having a good time these past two days, but what Chen Yi did not expect was that even more pain was to come.
It's like this. After a few days, the weather in Snow City gradually became colder. It was almost the frost season, and a translucent greenhouse was set up on the flower ground.
After Qiao Ran finished her work for the day, she asked Chen Yi for tomorrow's leave. Naturally, Chen Yi would not refuse her, but when she turned around, she mentioned the matter to His Highness the Crown Prince.
As expected, Shengbian Mo's face turned cold: "She didn't say what happened?"
Chen Yi shook his head and replied: "Miss Qiao didn't say anything."
Sheng Bianmo's eyes were heavy and he didn't say anything.
That day, it was very cold and windy, so Qiao Ran went up the mountain wearing a cloak.
Because she knew that the mountain road was not easy to walk, she was cautious along the way. She would rather walk slowly than to accidentally fall down.
Qiao Ran came to...Qing Ye's grave.
She personally cooked the meals that Qing Ye loved to eat when she was alive, and brought them to the grave one by one.
Today is Qing Ye’s birthday.
Qiao Ran knelt in front of Qing Ye's tomb, looking at the word Qing Ye on the tombstone, his eyelids turning red little by little.
She put in a lot of effort to speak slowly, "Qing Ye, I'm here to see you."
"how is your day?"
"I listened to you and lived well. Baby Xiaozhou and I are both fine."
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What Qiao Ran didn't know was that at that time, Sheng Bianmo was standing quietly behind a tree not far away, looking at her indifferently.
(End of chapter)