Chu Lingyang was finally persuaded by Princess Ling.
Later he went to the martial arts hall to practice boxing.
He was so brute force that if he wasn't allowed to vent, he was afraid that he would still have to go to the palace to make trouble tonight.
Now in this palace, the relationships are complicated and the disputes are constant. Whoever gets involved will have a hard time escaping unscathed.
Only by standing still for the time being can we settle down and settle down.
Princess Ling accompanied Chu Lingyang to the martial arts hall and left after watching him practice boxing.
However, she did not go back to her bedroom, but went to another courtyard.
The courtyard where Chu Qianli lived not long ago, Meiyuan.
Ever since Chu Qianli and Fu Ning both entered the palace, the courtyard had become very quiet.
Only one or two servants will clean here during the day, but after nightfall, they are basically invisible.
But the princess knew that there was still someone living here.
She went to the backyard and saw the figure wandering in the tree.
"Now that she has entered the palace, I'm afraid she won't come back. How long do you plan to wait?"
The man sitting on the tree looked down at her and said nothing.
Ling Princess jumped lightly and landed easily on a branch not far from him.
She didn't sit down, just stood aside and looked at him.
"Today, the emperor mobilized the troops and led the royal army to the moat. You did not go to such a majestic and large-scale ritual?"
There was anger in her eyes, and she finally squatted down and looked level with the man sitting on the branch: "Lan Qing, what are you thinking about?"
The man sitting on the tree has eyes like stars, thick eyebrows like ink, and his sideburns are like the sunset in the clouds, and he is indescribably beautiful.
The most beautiful thing is his face.
Snow white, clear, flawless, and attractive in luster.
The whole person is like a god, pure and white.
He is the Qingcheng in Fu Ning's words, but at this time, Princess Ling calls him Lan Qing.
Lan Qing glanced at her sideways, but still said nothing.
With a slight sway of his legs, the branches swayed, as if they were swinging, and they swung out gently.
Ling Wangfei raised her hand casually, swept out the wind from her palm, and pulled back the branch he was sitting on.
Steady, without letting his body sway in the slightest.
Lan Qing tilted her head, and this time, she smiled at her: "Sister, your inner strength has grown again."
He actually smiled at her!
The princess was shocked.
He seems to never like to laugh.
It's not because he has a cold nature, but because he doesn't even know what happiness means. How can he laugh?
But now he seems to be in a good mood?
"Lan Qing, what are you thinking about? Why do you come here to find Chu Qianli? Why do you have to wait for her?"
She found that she understood this brother less and less.
This discovery made her very uneasy.
He used to be very obedient and would listen to her in everything, but now, he seems to have his own ideas.
He even left the Vulture Hall without saying a word.
That's right, the man sitting in front of Princess Ling, looking at the stars on the tree branch, is the culprit who has made everyone in the palace so busy.
National Preceptor, Lan Qing.
But no one knew that Princess Ling, whose real name was Lan Ji, was actually the biological sister of the National Preceptor!
"Sister, I didn't think about anything."
The smile on Lan Qing's lips disappeared.
He really doesn't quite understand what happiness is, and his master hasn't taught him since he was a child.
But he was just sitting here looking at the stars, and when Chu Qianli came back, he seemed quite happy.
However, he suddenly remembered another thing: "Sister, last time we were looking for the princess for the emperor, did you see clearly what the princess looked like in the ice pool?" This chapter has been completed!
