"Xue Yan, I heard that you have done a lot of work for me, thank you!" Leng Changxi had always liked this cute girl, and her duplicitous tone made her feel cute, so she unconsciously treated the girl like that.
Two words have been saved.
"Don't be hypocritical, who is running for you? I'm here to see the show! I'm here to see the show!" Li Xueyan, who was a little at a loss after being thanked by Leng Changxi, turned slightly red at the base of her ears and lost her confidence to speak forcefully.
"In order to watch the show, you are the only one who stayed here, right?" Because Leng Changxi was safe, Lingfeng let out a sigh of relief, and the naughty nature of the teenage boy gradually appeared in him again. Listening to Li Xueyan
After saying this, I couldn't help but talk back to her.
"You idiot, stupid donkey! If you talk nonsense again, be careful and I will stab you out!" Li Xueyan narrowed her eyes and threatened in a vicious voice.
Lingfeng suddenly changed his color when he heard this: "How dare you! Be careful, I will tear your mouth apart!"
"See if I dare! Who told you to talk nonsense!" Li Xueyan seemed to have grasped Lingfeng's handle, threatening him with a proud smile on his face.
Lingfeng raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to attack her. Li Xueyan turned around lightly and dodged his palm, not forgetting to stick out her tongue at him: "Rotten wood, smelly wood, if you offend me again, be careful and I will tell you!"
"You dare, try it!" Lingfeng was so angry that his men moved a little faster.
Leng Changxi raised her eyebrows and looked at the two people in front of her, with a flash of interest in her eyes. She poked Lingshan with her elbow: "What's going on?"
"I don't know, they've always been like this. They get into trouble when they don't agree with each other." Apparently Lingshan was used to it.
"Has it always been like this?" Leng Changxi raised her eyebrows, and a calculating light flashed through her face. There was something wrong with these two people's daring to fall in love!
"Ever since the second senior brother left, Xue Yan couldn't stay in the courtyard, so she kept following Ling Feng and running out all day long. The two of them would take action when they disagreed over a few words, and they were used to it." Chen Shaoxuan watched the two of them fighting.
He glanced at the calculation in Leng Changxi's eyes again, and found out her little thoughts. But he didn't stop her, as long as she was happy. After all, Lingfeng was a pretty good kid.
It would not be a loss for her to ration Xueyan.
Leng Changxi laughed twice when she heard this. The sound made Lingshan's hair stand on end. It was a bit colder than the mourning on the street.
"Did Lingfeng have something that fell into Xue Yan's hands?" Leng Changxi recalled the previous conversation between the two people, secretly scheming in her heart, and nudged Lingshan.
Lingshan's natural way. This female bandit in her family has her plotting thoughts on Lingfeng. She has no other choice but to mourn for Lingfeng.
"I don't know." Lingshan shook her head. Although she had a vague guess, this matter was not suitable for Leng Changxi to know, so she kept it a secret.
Leng Changxi looked pityful. She wanted to say something more, but Lingshan pushed her away and said, "You and Mr. Chen haven't seen each other for a long time. You must have a lot to say. Go inside."
Leng Changxi, who was sent into the room, sat opposite Chen Shaoxuan. Chen Shaoxuan made a cup of tea for her and placed it in front of her: "Little Bao'er, try it. This is the cloud that was just sent this year. It tastes very good.
You are truly blessed."
Leng Changxi took the cup and took a sip. The fragrant taste left in her mouth made her eyes widen: "It's really good tea!"
"This tea only produces one pound a year. I only bought a few taels in total because of my delay. The rest went to the palace." Chen Shaoxuan explained with a smile.
Leng Changxi was slightly moved in her heart. I'm afraid he had reserved such top-quality tea specially for her.
"Shaoxuan, don't always be so kind to me. I don't even know how to repay you!" Leng Changxi sighed and said seriously. This was what she was thinking. Facing such a good Chen Shaoxuan, she herself
It feels too cruel.
"We are all friends, how can we repay him?" Chen Shaoxuan's eyes couldn't help but darken when he heard Leng Changxi's words of repayment.
"Shaoxuan..." Leng Changxi hesitated, and finally said nothing.
The two of them stayed in silence, slowly sipping the tea. The peace at this moment flowed between the two of them, delicate, gentle, and comfortable. But there was no speechless embarrassment.
The two have a tacit understanding like confidants for many years. They can communicate without words. They can know each other's thoughts just by looking at each other.
After a long time, the cup of tea reached the bottom, and Chen Shaoxuan slowly spoke: "Little Bao'er, how are you doing in the palace?"
In fact, he knew that this question was unnecessary, because there was no reason to live a bad life in the palace, but he just couldn't help but want to care, and wanted to know every detail of her life from her mouth.
"It's good. Although King Xi imprisoned me in the west wing before, he didn't treat me badly because I was valuable to him. Later, when brother Yuan came back and I cleared my grievances, the people in the mansion treated me more politely.
.Of course I won’t treat you badly." Leng Changxi said matter-of-factly.
Chen Shaoxuan looked at her carefully, watching her smile, as if he wanted to keep her in his heart.
But when he discovered that whenever she mentioned Zhao Yuan, there was always a hint of shyness on her face, and he couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart, like a needle pricking with pain.
Only then did Chen Shaoxuan realize that Leng Changxi seemed to be different. Her demeanor and charm seemed to have become more charming, like a woman who had inherited a favor, delicate and peach blossoms.
His heart felt astringent and his chest felt uncomfortable. After thinking for a moment, he asked politely: "Little Bao'er, did something happen to you in the house?"
Leng Changxi, who was stumped by the sudden question, looked at Chen Shaoxuan with a pair of misty eyes: "What happened? Nothing? Apart from the poisoning, what can happen to me?"
"I, I mean, did something happen between you and Zhao Yuan before?" Chen Shaoxuan's fingers trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and asked the question in his heart.
Hearing Chen Shaoxuan's question, Leng Changxi was stunned for a moment. She immediately remembered that beautiful night with Zhao Yuan, her face suddenly turned red, and her eyes wandered.
Her expression was as if she had given Chen Shaoxuan a hard punch, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
Leng Changxi wanted to deny it. After all, it was a matter in her boudoir. No matter how close the relationship was, she was still a man, so how could she share it. But when she thought about Chen Shaoxuan's thoughts about her, she decided to speak out. After all, it would be worse than the long-term pain.
It's a short-term pain. If he gives up earlier, he can look for a woman who is more suitable for him.
So, she said implicitly: "That day, when I got out of the cell, I was struck by the Ten Days of Joy. The doctor said there was no antidote, so it was Brother Yuan who gave me the antidote."
Her words were tantamount to acknowledging her relationship with Zhao Yuan. Listening to her words felt like a lingering pain to Chen Shaoxuan, and his whole body was in pain.
But in order to prevent Leng Changxi from discovering it, he raised his hand to pick up the tea cup, covering up the pain that could not be hidden in his eyes. When his heart calmed down a little, he joked with a smile: "Fortunately you met
It’s Zhao Yuan.”
Leng Changxi followed him and laughed a few words carelessly, but her heart became empty again, and the corner seemed to be lost again.
On this day, Leng Changxi and the others stayed at Chenjiajiaozi Shop for dinner before returning home. The original decision to live here was abandoned because of the street full of crying. In comparison, the crying in the palace