The night of Dayang is still as noisy as before. Fireworks bloom brilliantly on the silk-like sky, blooming, disappearing, blooming, disappearing.
This year is not long, not short, and there are quite a lot of big things that have happened.
First, the emperor ordered all taxes to be reduced. Then he personally visited several occasions to make porridge for refugees.
It has established a good reputation among people. People are increasingly praising the emperor.
The position of prince is still free. However, now all the people's hearts are on this emperor. No one dares to threaten this matter again.
Life goes on day by day.
From that day on, Hua Xuanji gradually recovered. Her complexion and personality gradually returned to her former appearance and looked almost the same as usual.
However, if someone mentioned Ye Hua's death, she would definitely be the first to stand up and said solemnly: "Ye Hua is not dead."
The Prince's Mansion at night is also quiet and peaceful. The moonlight sprinkles through the shadows of trees and casts broken shadows on the ground.
The leaves are slightly yellow, and they emit gorgeous colors under the bright moonlight, which are extremely gorgeous.
At this time, autumn has begun.
From time to time, several patrol figures walked by. People were smiling on their faces. There was no dead silence that was a year ago.
In this quiet courtyard, a small figure that was inappropriate was moving forward at a fast speed.
Slowly moving towards the closed door.
The two guards who were holding the door probably did not sleep well last night. They yawned one after another, their eyes were blurred, and they were about to fall to the side.
Qingge happened to pass by with the midnight snack prepared for Hua Xuanji. Seeing them like this, she took a breath and quickly put the food for Hua Xuanji aside. She quickly walked forward and gave them one of them a thrill. He scolded with dissatisfaction:
"I'll know that I'll sleep. I didn't have anything happened last night. What's wrong with your listless look?"
"Oh." A servant rubbed the redness and swollenness on his head, and said with grievance: "You don't know that the young master. Yesterday, he insisted on pestering us to play goji. He said he couldn't play his mother. We were asked to practice with us. Look, how dare we win him? Then we lost. But he got addicted to us. He said nothing, and let us sleep."
"No, no, no." Another servant was also busy reflecting aggrievedly. He pointed his finger at his dark eyes: "You look at the dark circles. How dare we lie?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly. Qingge's two little hands clenched and a bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Okay, you guy, you dare to bully people. Look, I won't tell your mother to let her spank you."
When he raised his head, the two guards were staring at her and staring straight. Qingge was shocked. He felt that he was a little rude. He quickly put his hand on his lips and coughed:
"Well, that. You guys continue to guard the door. If you really can't hold on, go and change shifts. I will deal with the young master's side for you."
"Thank you Sister Qingge. Thank you Sister Qingge." The two servants smiled and thanked Qingge repeatedly.
"Let's go." Qingge bent down and picked up Hua Xuanji's midnight snack placed beside him. He waved at them.
"Let's go slowly." The two servants said to Qingge with smiles on their faces. When they looked at Qingge, their eyes were in a state of irritation.
Just as they were staring at Qingge, the little figure who had just been hiding behind the tree slowly poked out his head. The corners of his mouth cunningly. Taking advantage of the moment when the two were distracted, the figure flashed and rushed towards the door quickly. go.
Who knows...
"Oh. Who are you? Let go and let go quickly. Even the young master dares to grab my collar. I won't tell my mother to spank you...ah."
He suddenly raised his head. When Qi'er saw Qingge's face through the moonlight, he swallowed all the words he had not finished and stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.
"Say it. Why don't you continue?" Qingge picked up Qi'er directly and raised it high to make him equal to his face.
"Okay, you little kid. Your mother doesn't care about you these days. She has really indulged you. She even dares to bully her servants. And where are you going? Humph. She told your mother to beat me Ass. Look at who will be the person who will be beaten after telling you good things.
"Aoaoaoao. Sister Qingge, I was wrong." Qi'er's attitude was very different from the one he had just now. It even had a bit of prayer.
He curled his lips powerlessly. His pink and white face was filled with loss: "Today is the Lantern Festival. I heard that there will be dragon and lion dances. It is very lively. There will be many games. Qi'er originally wanted to take care of her mother Who knew that my mother just disagreed. So..."
"So you sneaked out secretly." Qingge reached out and pointed his nose. He slowly put him down. He put his waist on his back and sighed helplessly.
"Your mother, haven't been out for a year?"
"Absolutely." Qi'er sighed as if she was Qingge. She continued to complain in disappointment: "Mom, I know that she recites scriptures and worships Buddha every day. I pray for my father's safety. Or just sit in the house and stare blankly or Practicing calligraphy, anyway, it’s just that I haven’t played with Qier.”
He touched Qi'er's head powerlessly. Qingge curled his mouth helplessly.
For her, it is already the maximum amount of time to not cry or make trouble. But after so long, why can't she get through it?
He handed Hua Xuanji's midnight snack to Qi'er for half. Qingge slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and rubbed Qi'er's head. He said with some comfort: "Does Qi'er really want to take your mother out for fun ah."
"Of course." Qi'er's head was as fast as a chicken pecking at rice. Her eyes were firm.
"Then..." deliberately lengthened the tone of the voice. Qingge narrowed his eyes slightly and waved to the two gatekeepers beside him, "You. Come here."
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The moonlight shines into the inner room through the open window, adding a touch of brightness to the face of the person leaning against the window.
She gently blew the hot tea in her hand. Hua Xuanji sat by the window, raised her head slightly, and began to murmur herself once a day to the dazzling stars in the sky.
"Yehua. How are you doing today? Do you miss me very much? Today I have a very good meal on time. Qi'er can write the word "Dad" today. She writes very much like you. Today, she is a light song. I said that an old woman was selling red beans outside the door. I was delighted and bought all the red beans back. I wore many bracelets for you. I really wanted to see you wearing those bracelets. It must be very beautiful. Alas. Who makes your hands look so beautiful...and..."
"Mom. Mom." While Hua Xuanji continued to mutter to herself, Qi'er suddenly ran in with a midnight snack.
"Well." Hua Xuanji hurriedly wiped the tears that had just overflowed. She turned around and forced a smile to Qi'er and said, "Why are you still here so late? Have you forgotten that you are going to school tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is the weekend." Qi'er quickly reminded her, raising her hand: "I'm here to send my mother a midnight snack."
"Where is Sister Qingge." Hua Xuanji took the midnight snack and put it aside. He reached out and patted Qi'er's head and asked.
"I don't know. She just sent this bowl to me and disappeared. Qi'er didn't know where he was going."
"It should be something urgent." Hua Xuanji smiled gently. He reached out and hugged Qi'er on his thighs. He reached out and took the midnight snack. He scooped a little with a small spoon and handed it to Qi'er's mouth. He said warmly. :
"Even if you don't go to school tomorrow, you still have to go to bed early. How about it if you spend the late night snack with your mother and I'll coax you to bed?"
Qi'er didn't make any noise. She just opened her mouth and swallowed the porridge in one mouthful, looking like she was eager to speak but stopped.
"Ah." Just as a bowl of tremella soup was about to bottom out, a scream from Qingge suddenly came from outside. The sound was not loud, but it could make Hua Xuanji hear it clearly.
And there was no sound after just one sound.
Hua Xuanji was shocked and quickly put Qi'er on the ground. He warned anxiously: "You stay here honestly. My mother came over and take a look." He said to the maid guarding the door: "You should be alert to look at the young master." point."
As he said that, he ran out quickly and completely ignored the sly smile at the corner of Qi'er's eyes.
The yard was still as pure as before. Hua Xuanji stood in the yard, looking left and right, but she didn't see any Qingge's figure.
Could it be that I heard it wrong? Qingge just went to the cottage. Hua Xuanji patted her head in confusion. She pursed her lips and decided to go back first.
After all, it is not good to leave Qier alone.
At this moment, I heard a delicate sound of clothes rubbing, just in the direction of the wall behind her.
He opened his eyes wide alertly. Hua Xuanji asked coldly: "Who is it?"
However, there was no reply.
A trace of cold sweat surged on his back. The fist hidden under his sleeve was clenched tightly. Hua Xuanji took a deep breath and tried hard to calm down. Then he quickly walked towards the direction of the sound.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Because there were many trees planted by the wall, Hua Xuanji could only vaguely see a figure, but she couldn't see it in detail. However, there was a very familiar feeling in her heart.
Familiar, it almost suffocated her.
That's Ye Hua.
There was a voice in his heart that told her loudly. Hua Xuanji didn't think much. She suddenly took a big step forward. But behind her, a sudden sound of rapid footsteps came, accompanied by Qingge's crisp and anxious voice.
"Miss. Where are you?"
Hua Xuanji was stunned. Her hands that pushed away the bushes also stopped for a moment. She suddenly felt enlightened again. However, Qingge's face changed into front of her.