Lou Lanjun thought it was time for him to return to the palace!

Qing He was moved and looked at Lou Lan Jun gratefully, "Uncle Lan Jun, thank you!"

"Silly boy!" Lou Lanjun curled his lips slightly, rubbed her head, and said warmly, "Go and get ready."

Qinghe nodded, nodded politely towards Si Tianjin, and then left.

As soon as Qing He left, Si Tianjin walked up to Lou Lan Jun, his sharp black eyes shrouded in light and staring at Lou Lan Jun with a hint of complicated emotions.

Lou Lanjun retracted the curve of his mouth and looked at him with a calm expression.

Si Tianjin looked at the usual cold expression on his face, but he laughed softly, stretched out his hand to touch his face, "Lan Jun, you always don't mean what you say."

"..." Lou Lanjun twitched the corner of his mouth and brushed his hand away.

Si Tianjin took hold of his outstretched hand and rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, "Why do you want to save her?"

Lou Lanjun frowned and stared at him closely. After a while, he finally said, "I don't want my originally planned schedule to be delayed because of an unrelated person."

journey?

Si Tianjin's eyes flashed slightly and he looked at him with some confusion.

Lou Lanjun pursed her lips, withdrew her hand and faced him, "After attending He Miao'er's birthday, the mountains are high and the water is far, and the world is vast, enough for you and me to travel throughout our lives."

"..." Si Tianjin's heart trembled.

Did he agree to spend the rest of his life with him?!

The ecstasy in his heart was uncontrollable, Si Tianjin's resolute facial features twitched faintly, and his iron fists were clenched, but he just looked at Qin Chang's back, and tried to keep his voice as calm as possible, "Lan Jun, I have taken it seriously."

The corner of Lou Lanjun's mouth curled up slightly, and she glanced back at him. Her tone was softer than ever before, "Since you take it seriously, you should cooperate with He Miao'er and cure Mu Zhifei before her birthday.

Otherwise, it’s useless for you to take it seriously!”

"..."!!!

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Mu Zhifei had the habit of taking a nap, so Qinghe accompanied her to her room after lunch and then sent her back to her room to rest, while he went back to his own room.

As soon as I walked into the room, I seemed to be able to smell the familiar scent of someone.

My heart is not always disappointed.

It was obvious that the two of them had opened up their hearts yesterday and were determined to be together, but today his money was missing, and he didn't even tell her where he had gone.

Along the way, the rice paper lying on the pillow jumped into my eyes again.

Qinghe's eyes flashed, he picked up the rice paper and opened it.

There are only two simple words on it: Wait for me!

Although the ending does not specify who will stay, Qinghe knows it well.

Suddenly I remembered that I asked Mu Qianhua about his whereabouts yesterday and said that he was out for something.

Presumably, when I went out this morning, I must have finished the unfinished business.

Knowing that he might have gone to do something, Qinghe was slightly relieved. Although he was still upset, he could understand him.

Sighing softly, he carefully folded the rice paper and placed it under the pillow.

A little white dove stopped at the window.

Qinghe was stunned, and stretched out a hand towards it, and it flew over intelligently, stopped in her palm, and pecked her palm gently with its small mouth.

Qinghe smiled slightly, rubbed its little head, and then took off the silk strips rolled into small tubes hanging from its feet.

After watching the little white dove fly away, Qinghe opened the silk strip.

As soon as he saw the font on it, Qinghe knew who wrote it.

She was showing her teeth and claws like a caterpillar. Who was that girl if she wasn't Qingsheng?

She told her that her father and mother had returned to the palace.

When I found out that she was still away from home as the wedding was approaching, I was very angry and asked her to take care of herself!

By the way, I also invented a few ghost-drawing charms for gloating over misfortunes!!

Qinghe frowned, stood up and walked to the window, looking up at the flowing clouds in the sky, but his thoughts were not as free as the flowing clouds, he was heavy and depressed.

She had only made a decision, but she had not yet thought carefully about what she would face next, the people she would face, and how she should deal with it...

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In the afternoon, Qinghe calmed down and went to Si Tianjin to discuss ways to treat Mu Zhifei.

The final conclusion was that while Mu Zhifei was in a stable mood, let the two of them meet, hoping to relieve the knot in her heart.

Of course, Qinghe was very worried about this method.

After all, what Si Tianjin did to Mu Zhifei was really unkind. In addition, the subsequent relationship between Mu Zhifei and him was all caused by her.

On the contrary, she was a little worried because Si Tianjin still had resentment towards Mu Zhifei.

Then she secretly decided in her heart that when the two of them met, she, Mu Qianhua, Loulan Jun and others would watch from a distance, and if something happened, they would stop it in time.

That night, Mu Zhifei took Qinghe to chat. At the end of the conversation, he simply asked Qinghe to stay with her.

After Mu Zhifei fell asleep, Qinghe slowly sat up from beside her.

With his head turned, Qinghe looked a little tired.

g yarn looked towards the window.

The window is open, not closed.

The gauze made a soft sound.

Tonight's night is so dark that there is no light.

G, lying next to Mu Zhifei.

At this time, a low murmur came from beside me.

Qinghe quickly held his breath and turned to look at Mu Zhifei beside him in the darkness.

"Brother, the flowers are blooming, so beautiful..."

"..." Qinghe felt sour in his heart.

He stretched out his fingers gently and touched her face, which was all wet.

Qinghe squeezed over, hugged her distressedly, and whispered in her ear, "Well, the flowers have bloomed, and Fei'er has grown up..."

"..." The low sobs continued for a long, long time in the quiet night...

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Early the next morning, Mu Zhifei and Qinghe walked out of the room together.

The moment I opened the door, a desolate air rushed towards me. It was so desolate and desolate that it made my heart ache.

Qinghe held Mu Zhifei's hand and could feel her figure trembling slightly.

She looked into her eyes.

So red, but not a single tear.

Her lips were trembling and she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

For a moment, she pushed Qing He away hard and out of control, and ran out.

She stood in the desolate and lonely courtyard, turning around as helplessly as a child.

Qinghe held on to the edge of the door and almost shed tears when he saw her frightened expression.

Look again at the courtyard that was once covered with bright and dazzling mandala flowers. Now it is so barren that not a single blade of grass grows.

Overnight, all the flowers disappeared.

Mu Zhifei held his head and then his mouth, as if he was crying, but also as if he was not crying.

A man is helpless and helpless.

Qinghe took a breath and couldn't bear it. She always felt that this decision was too cruel for her.

She regards these flowers as her life.

Now, destroying all these flowers is tantamount to killing her!

Clenching his fists, Qing He rushed forward with red eyes.

The arm was caught at the right moment.

Qinghe looked over and grabbed his cuff, "Uncle Lan Jun..."

Lou Lanjun frowned and comforted in a low voice, "You are doing it for her own good."

Qinghe shook his head, "I'm too cruel."

Lou Lanjun sighed, "Follow me."
To be continued...