The two left the teahouse and bypassed the crowd. In order to seek insurance, Ning Yi used a talisman to hide his energy. Fortunately, everything went very smoothly and nothing went wrong.

Drinking tea Yaxing was disturbed, and Ning Yi asked Xu Qingyan what he meant.

His original intention was that it was getting late and he would send the other party back to the palace, and today it would be considered a conclusion.

But Miss Xu didn't seem to want to return to the palace earlier, so she proposed to take a walk around Zizai Lake.

Ning Yi was a little helpless, why do these people like to go to Zizai Lake?

After walking around the lake for two times, it was surprisingly quiet.

The two of them didn't say a word.

Ning Yi actually knew in his heart that Miss Xu... had some unusual feelings for herself.

He is not wood.

Xu Qingyan met herself and the sunshine at Ganye Temple.

In fact, he was the same as Li Baijiao thought.

The bird in the cage does not see the light, and he is the one who opens the cage.

But what about the person who opened the cage? He and Miss Xu have never been the same world. They were not yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Ning Yi didn’t know where this sense of alienation came from.

Maybe it is because the other person was born too beautiful? It is not as beautiful as the ordinary people on earth.

More like a god that cannot be blasphemed.

......

......

"Mr. Ning Yi, do you think I'm beautiful?"

As he walked, Xu Qingyan suddenly asked this question.

She didn't take off the cover because she was afraid of causing a sensation.

Ning Yi didn't think about it and said without thinking: "It looks good."

This is the unquestionable answer.

Ning Yi paused and said, "Why would you ask this?"

Xu Qingyan did not directly answer this question.

She didn't know why she asked this question... When she was with Ning Yi, she always cared too much about the other party's thoughts and did not dare to speak, for fear that when she spoke, she would blame herself for saying the wrong thing and mentioned things that should not be mentioned.

But in the Chunfeng Teahouse, the prince’s question always lingers in his ears.

Who is Miss Xu from Mr. Ning?

She also wants to know the answer.

After saying that, Xu Qingyan actually regretted it, but now he can only continue to say it.

She said quietly: "Actually, I don't like this face."

Ning Yi was amused and cried, and said helplessly: "The disasters in the world are nothing more than this. If you are in blessings, you don't know how to be blessed."

"Sometimes ago, I followed the layman to practice. The layman told me that every grass and tree in the world has spirits." Xu Qingyan looked at Ning Yi, and the soap yarn under the veil was gently blown by the wind. She said seriously: "Everyone with spirits will like my face, so I squatted down, the grass leaves swayed, and cheered. This is a kind of love. I stretched out my hand, the beast spirits were tame, and kissed with my palms. This is also a kind of love. If this is true, I will actually like myself very much."

As he spoke, the thought hidden in his heart surged up.

Sometimes, humans are a very strange emotional animal.

There are three things that cannot be hidden, and likes are the same.

Speaking of this, Xu Qingyan paused.

She looked at Ning Yi, her mind full of scenes of the day she came back from Hongshan... Ning Yi was in a coma. She was waiting in the yard for a long time and was about to return to the palace, but she did not wake up Ning Yi.

She once mustered up the courage to say those words to Ning Yi.

I like you.

If you don’t want to leave or leave, it means you like it.

Then this is like.

Xu Qingyan gritted his teeth and said in one go: "If the person I like doesn't like me, then what's the point of other likes?"

This sentence is the limit she can say.

Unexpectedly.

Ning Yi just underestimated: "The love between men and women has nothing to do with what the other person looks like."

Xu Qingyan was stunned.

Ning Yi glanced at the girl's veil and said calmly: "Besides, Miss Xu is so beautiful, only in terms of appearance, no one will dislike it."

Xu Qingyan wanted to speak but stopped.

"Ning is committed to practicing, and only wishes to reach the top as soon as possible on the great road." Ning Yi closed his sleeves and said softly: "If you focus on practicing swordsmanship, you have no other thoughts."

Xu Qingyan asked with a bright smile: "Why do you practice swordsman?"

Ning Yi was silent for a moment and said, "There are too many grudges and things are difficult in the world. I can't let go. Only if the sword weapon is fast enough can it be cut off."

Xu Qingyan continued to smile and asked, "Are you not moved at all?"

This sentence came suddenly.

But no answer was received.

"Miss Xu, it's getting late."

Ning Yi sighed and said, "I'll take you back."

The girl in the veiled hat still kept smiling, but she didn't say anything again. The soap yarn fell, and the smile on her face was gradually dissipated, and two lines of clear tears fell slowly and were blown dry by the wind.

Her eyes were full of daze.

In a daze.

Walking all the way to the palace, two ascetics in Lingshan stood at the door of the east wing mansion with lanterns, and Xu Qingyan didn't say a word.

"Sir, just send it here..."

Xu Qingyan took a deep breath, looked at Ning Yi, and squeezed out a smile, but she couldn't say it no matter what.

I'm very happy today...

Today I had tea with Mr. Ning Yi and walked around the lake.

She should be very happy, she has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

But why was she unhappy?

The girl took a breath, shook her head, leaving this question behind and no longer thinking about it.

Xu Qingyan learned Ning Yi's attitude and bowed.

A gift of separation in the world.

She said hoarsely, "I hope that when you meet again next time, you can get what you want, practice swordsmanship and reach the top as soon as possible."

Ning Yi was silent for a long time, and he bowed the same way.

Ning Yi whispered: "I hope Miss Xu will recover from her health next time she meets again and avoids her illness."

Turn around.

leave.

The sky is in the big moon, the figure of a "woman" and the footsteps of a "sir", the distance between the two is getting farther and farther away.

Xu Qingyan stood at the door of the east wing, staring at Ning Yi going away, motionless, like a wooden carving.

......

......

"Ning Yi, is it really good for you to do this?"

A long-lost voice appeared in the heart lake.

The sword weapon senior woke up from his deep sleep. He sat above the lake and looked at the girl holding the bone flute leaves on her chest with one hand. I thought that the little girl had not pulled the bone flute off now because she was still reluctant to leave and regarded it as her only attachment.

Xu Qingyan's figure stood still in the wind, and his robe swayed.

It's really a pity for others.

"Senior... you should know." Ning Yi responded in his heart with a blank expression: "I carry too many things on my back, so where can I have time to pay attention to the love between children? As for Miss Xu... she shouldn't waste useless time on me. I would rather make a break now than give her a simple joy."

"Miss Xu saved my life. I owe her too much. This is kindness, not other love." Ning Yi lowered his eyes, counted slowly and carefully, saying: "I will do my best to save her divine suffering. In the Western Palace, no matter which side, if I want to make things difficult for her, I will use my sword to help her. But I don't want to... because of this kindness, I owe more."

The human relationships in the world are always like this. It is difficult to distinguish clearly and cannot be solved completely. It is like a dead knot. As time goes by, it gets deeper and deeper and more.

"Holding a sword is a free thing, I don't want to be uneasy." Ning Yi could only sigh.

"It's a free thing to carry a sword." The sword weapon repeats Ning Yi's words and said softly: "Are you free now?"
To be continued...