Your Majesty, Please Come In

Chapter 11: jealous

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Look at the sky outside the window, the sky is full of stars, the moon hangs high, it's getting late, let's go to sleep now, and think about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow.

I got up and walked to the bed, took off the outer shirt I had just put on, and rested on the bed.

It doesn't matter if you take a nap or think about it, as long as you don't think about the annoying things, anything is fine.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the second day comes when there is no escape. After taking care of himself, he went to the living room to eat.

Looking at the vegetarian food on that table, looking at the smiling Feng Yin, Qing Heng who seemed nothing had happened, and the girl named Qinglian sitting next to Qing Heng, how do you see how angry that girl is? .

I rubbed my forehead, feeling a little helpless, could it be... am I jealous

Feng Yin looked worried: "Ziqing, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face a little pale?"

I sat down, raised the corners of my mouth and gave Feng Yin a comforting smile: "Feng Yin was too worried, I just didn't sleep well last night, I seemed to wake up a little earlier this morning, it's just a bit of a headache, it's nothing serious."

Since he doesn't get angry when I call Feng Yin's name, then I don't bother to call the emperor anymore, since there are fewer people, so I won't be tired.

Feng Yin understood, and put some of my favorite dishes in my bowl, looking at the other side, Qing Heng never raised his eyes, if it was in the past, I don't know how excited he would be, alas, but Qing Heng When Lian picked up vegetables for him, he frowned and smiled back, and then picked up vegetables for Qinglian.

What a couple, look at the virtues of kissing me, me, you, and me, it's really an eyesore.

On this side I was eating vinegar, on the other side Fang Fengyin's face turned dark and dark, and he didn't pick up any vegetables, and fiddled with the rice grains in a muffled voice, just like a child.

This meal didn't taste good, and after thinking about it, I became even more depressed. This result-I asked for it myself.

After Qing Heng and Qing Lian finished packing up their things, they would be able to take me up the cliff. Feng Yin and I came down the cliff with bare hands, we didn't bring anything important, so we naturally went up with bare hands.

When I looked up from the cliff, the scenery in my eyes was not much different. It was still the blue sky hanging high above the mist. The blue sky was full of white clouds, and the wind was sparse, but the green vines were missing, and the picture flashed in my mind. With a 'thud' in my heart, I raised my sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead—I seemed to have done something I shouldn't have done...

Feng Yin looked at my inexplicable movement, raised her eyebrows, and ignored it.

The delicate and charming face was reddish and shy, and the jade hand was holding on to the square scarf to wipe the fine sweat on Qing Heng's forehead.

Qing Heng raised his eyes and glanced at me inadvertently, with a twitch of his lips, he took the square towel in Qing Lian's hand and used the wet side to help Qing Lian wipe away her sweat, making Qing Lian's delicate face even redder Yes, shy for a while.

I held the hand under the wide sleeve loosely, loosened and tightened again, and I couldn't get angry, he did it on purpose! He definitely did it on purpose!

However, what can I do? What right do I have to interfere

Letting go of the clenched fist under the sleeve, I let out a cold snort from my nostrils, and then I turned my head unwillingly, as the saying goes - out of sight, out of mind, right

"Uncle Emperor..." Feng Yin called out in a low voice, her face was cloudy.

The long-lost "imperial uncle" shocked me, and I respectfully returned the word "Chen Zai" without even thinking about it. After a while, I didn't read the following words. I raised my eyes and asked cautiously with some doubts: "The emperor called the minister... What is it?"

Feng Yin looked at me, her deep eyes lingering on my face for a while, before she sighed inexplicably, with helplessness, she slightly parted her peachy lips: "It's nothing."

I twitched the corner of my mouth and pulled out a smile that wasn't really a smile: "Is that so..."

... what day is it today? Why do I feel like God is always making fun of me

The two people on the other side walked forward slowly, holding hands sweetly, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Together, they just came to play, and saved Feng Yin and I who fell off the cliff by the way, and they had no other intentions .

"This is the way to go up the cliff. Speaking of which, it can't be called a road. You can go up the cliff by climbing this vine." Qing Heng smiled elegantly, and explained to Feng Yin, turning around, there was no smile at all. , with a cold face, and said to himself coldly, "Where are the vines?"

the fat is in the fire…

I was wondering where the feeling that I had done something I shouldn't have come from, and it turned out to be here.

I pulled out the green vine hidden in the tall grass under my feet, laughed dryly, and asked cautiously: "Master Qing, I wonder if the vine you are talking about is this..."

The three of them looked at the vine in my hand that was as thick as a human wrist, and then looked at me. The surprised expression was wonderful... After a long while, Qing Heng gave me a hard look, and the most calm Feng Yin pursed the corners of her lips, as if A smile that isn't a smile, with a bit of—joy? Compared with Qing Lian, Feng Yin is just the opposite. The eyeballs that stared at me as if they were about to stare out were extremely ferocious, as if they were going to swallow me alive, cut me into pieces, and turned my bones into ashes. Compared with his wink, it is even worse!

"This vine was destroyed by the prince?" Qing Heng asked coldly.

Perhaps it was the first time he spoke to me in such a tone, and I was a little excited: "It's not ruined! I just... I just used a little force to see if it's firm. I didn't expect that it would come down just by pulling it." Oh, I definitely remember that it wasn't intentional."

"Just like that?" Doubtful.

"I'm afraid it's intentional!" Qing Lian said tenderly, her tone was extremely gentle, and she didn't forget to poke my eyes hard.

Ignoring Qinglian, I nodded my head, sincerely: "That's all."

"Since the vines are broken, how can I go up?" Feng Yin spoke slowly, without any anxiety that should have been there.

"There is another way, but it's too dangerous, and there are many tests inside, I don't know what the emperor wants?" Qing Heng asked with a bow.

Here Feng Yin looked at me, and said leisurely: "What do you think of Ziqing?"

"It's all up to the emperor's will." I resisted the thought of touching my forehead and replied respectfully.

At the end of the sentence, Feng Yin thought for a long time before saying: "Then follow the path that the national teacher said."

Qing Heng nodded, and followed Qing Lian to lead the way.

Lu Zhuanfeng turned back to the deep cave, it was not like the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers in the previous residence, it was as quiet as a fairyland, this place was like a hellish spring, not a blade of grass was deep, there were no birds or butterflies, it was so desolate and secluded.

Qing Heng seems to have been here before, his face is calm, Feng Yin and I are bold men, and we don't feel anything scary, but Qing Lian, how can you say she is a girl, or a young girl of sixteen or seventeen, Courageous, of course she can't compare with me and Feng Yin, she swallowed, trembling tremblingly, Yu Bai's slender hands hugged Qing Heng's arm tightly, unable to speak: "Master...Master...really ... Do you really want to go in? Can you... not go in?"