Grandma Yuan heard the suggestion from Yuan Qingling. She refused Master Hongye’s request because she was unwell, and asked Man'er to tell Master Hongye that she would visit Master Hongye in person and thank him for saving him. Yep.
Man'er came out to report, and Yuan Qingling said with great regret: "I really can't help it, the old lady is ill, and it is difficult to come out to meet, please don't blame the son."
Young Master Hong Ye asked with concern, "Is the old lady okay? I know a little bit about the art of qihuang, why don't I go and get the pulse of the old lady in person?"
Yuan Qingling smiled and said: "The son is kind, but the old lady is a doctor herself, so don't bother the son, and wait for the old lady to heal another day, and it will not be too late to visit.
Young Master Hongye said: "That's the only way to go."
Young Master Hongye stood up, Shi Li asked Yuan Qingling, "I came to Chu Palace for the first time next time. I heard that Chu Palace has beautiful scenery. I don't know if I can walk around here?"
Yuan Qingling thought he was going to leave when he stood up, but she actually proposed to walk in the mansion. After a little startled, she looked at him, wondering what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd, whether it was a visitor with a gift, and the two countries So far, there has been no rapport. I am afraid that people will be settled outside. After a little consideration, she said: "Okay, I will ask people to take the son and walk around."
Little did he know that he looked at Yuan Qingling, "Can the prince concubine be an accompaniment? Not to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, but also to pay back the favor of the old lady."
His voice was very soft, and it was very comfortable to listen to such a voice, but Yuan Qingling felt very uncomfortable, because his words had unobjectionable demands, which were kidnapping demands.
What kind of landlord friendship, human affection, these can not be refused.
Yuan Qing Ling didn't really want to be with him, but since he insisted on it, it was even more inappropriate to hide. It's better to see what tricks he is playing.
"Okay, please!" Yuan Qingling stood up and said.
The two of them stepped out of the main hall. Man'er followed closely, staring guard Hongye's back, with her hand on her waist, and a soft whip wrapped around her waist. She wondered if she saw Hongye Any inappropriate behavior must be done immediately.
The scenery of King Chu’s Mansion is actually not very beautiful, but now in late autumn, the autumn wind has yellowed the entire yard. The scenery endowed by nature has a unique charm. All the way, Young Master Hong Ye was full of praise, and even turned back to Yuan Qing Ling and said with a smile: "I'm in Xianbei a lot of deserted areas, and I can't plant such a good tree. It's a pity."
Yuan Qing Ling said indifferently: "No matter how barren land, flowers can bloom. It only depends on whether the planter has the intention. If you blindly care about others and dislike yourself, it will naturally be barren. The same is true of people's hearts. ?"
Young Master Hongye shook his head lightly and glanced at Yuan Qingling thoughtfully, "I just sighed casually, why would the princess point at Sanghuai like this? There is no malice here."
"I don't have any ill intentions, just to persuade Shi Yu."
The Hongye son smiled, noncommittal.
The two of them continued to move forward, passing the corridor and down the yard. Once on the arch bridge, he stood still, supporting the marble railings with both hands and looking down. Underneath is the artificial lake, the lotus withered, and the clear water of the pond can see the fishes in it. Children swim around.
There is a rockery near the shore in the distance. The rockery draws water from top to bottom to form a small waterfall. This kind of scenery is actually artificial deliberate, not exquisite, and it can be done with a little bit of silver, but the son of Hongye is very I like it, watching the water flowing down the rockery.
His expression is solemn, his handsome face seems to be a little sad, the red clothes hunting in the wind, he is not tied, his black hair hangs down his back, tied with silk, adding a little more chic .
He looked at the rockery, and suddenly smiled at Yuanqing Ling faintly, "When I was a child, I always jumped off the rockery and dived into the lake, playing with fishes, and never having fun."
Yuan Qingling walked over slowly and looked at the rockery he was talking about. The water flowed into the lake and splashed with white spray. Because it was so far away, it was impossible to see whether the fish were playing there, she said indifferently: "Really? Does Xianbei also like to build rockery and flowing water in the yard?"
"I grew up in the Northern Tang Dynasty." The Hongye son turned around, turned his back to the rockery, and faced Yuan Qingling. There seemed to be a piece of amber in his eyes, and a hint of blue in the maroon. "I saw the prince for the first time next time. When the concubine was in the palace banquet."
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Yes, the first time we met was at the palace banquet." It was strange that he said these words, they seemed to have no purpose, but they always made people feel uncomfortable.
"Since that time, I always wanted to see the princess again. Therefore, I stayed in Beitang for a while and met the princess by chance. The princess would not remember it, right?"
Yuan Qing Ling frowned, "What do you want to say?"
Hong Ye Gongzi stared at her with an unclear expression, "Don't be offended by the princess, I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about the princess, but the princess looks exactly like an old friend in the next, so I want to take a look."
"If you want to see, why don't you go to her directly?" Yuan Qingling said.
Young Master Hongye lowered his eyes and whispered, "This old person underneath is no longer in this world. I won't see her again in this life."
Yuan Qing Ling was startled and looked at him.
The sadness and sorrow that flowed out of his eyes were so real. They didn't seem to be acting at all, especially the wetness of the eyes, as if there were tears about to gush out, and seeing his beautiful eyebrows dyed red, it really looked like The appearance of crying.
Yuan Qingling didn't know his intention to say these things to her. This person seemed indifferent and elegant, but one eye and one movement can make people feel full of scheming. This is a particularly contradictory person, and Yuan Qingling believes that he will not do it. Useless things, let alone chatting with her here, there must be something intentional.
Therefore, Yuan Qingling said: "I don't like to talk and guess. It's better to just say what you have."
"Really not, I just want to see you in particular." He still stared at Yuan Qingling, full of nostalgia.
"Enough!" Yuan Qing Ling Wei stunned, "Young Master, please pay attention to your measure. If you say this again, the Royal Mansion of Chu will not welcome you again."
"Don't be angry, you don't like to listen, I don't want to say it." He was a little dazed, and slowly turned around, leaving a long back. "But you don't know, when I was in Beitang, I've secretly visited you several times, and I knew he was good to you, so I was relieved to go back. At that time, I thought, if he treated you badly, whether you remember me or not, I will take you away. I swear that you will never be wronged any more in this life."
These words made Yuan Qing's hair horrified.
Do you remember him? They never knew each other before, so where do you start
Is he crazy