When Qing Ning was having fun, someone came up to her and said respectfully: "Princess"
Qing Ning turned her head and her face became stiff. "Don't tell me that the prince is nearby?"
The guard nodded and said: "Your Majesty, please ask the Princess to go upstairs."
Qing Ning suddenly became angry. The capital was so big, why was he always there wherever she went? If she didn't suspect that he was following her, it would be difficult to follow the guard's instructions. She looked up and saw Luo Yunchen standing next to the window "smiling" at her.
Standing on the left and right were Luo Yunxing and Shen Ping, and behind them was Lu Jiahe. Because standing in her position, she couldn't see the good times blocked by them, so she muttered, "A group of people."
"scum"
"Princess." Seeing her standing there motionless, the guard reminded her in a low voice.
"I know Hongzhu Hongye, stop arguing." She turned around and stopped the two people who were having a great time arguing. She pointed at the guard and said, "You, pay the money."
"Yes." The veins on the guard's forehead visibly jumped.
Qing Ning was about to walk into the teahouse, but with an inadvertent glance, the joy she felt just now and the disgust she felt now all disappeared.
Tong Le was standing far away in black clothes. Apparently he had seen her a long time ago but she didn't come close. She stood far away for a few days without seeing her. He seemed to have grown up. The black clothes made him thinner and taller.
There was no longer the familiar warmth in her eyes, as if there was a layer of fog in her eyes that made Qing Ning unable to see clearly.
It was just an inadvertent glance, and it could only be regarded as an inadvertent glance. Qing Ning knew that he was waiting for her to walk over, just like when they first met. She found that this child who was a little dark but had particularly bright eyes was always far away.
Looking at myself from afar, I would secretly help her with things, but never say a word to her.
Until, she walked up to him first and called him "Brother Tong" with a smile.
From strangeness to familiarity, and from familiarity back to the original strangeness. Only this time, she could no longer walk to his side and see him. She just hoped that he could understand.
Qing Ning's steps didn't even pause, just a slight glance. Only she knew the pain in her heart. She still walked towards the teahouse. She couldn't let the people who were looking at her notice any trace of it.
strange
Her legs seemed to be filled with lead, but she walked in an orderly manner. She didn't stop until she reached the door of the teahouse and was sure that the people upstairs could no longer see her, and cast her gaze at the crowd again.