Sure enough, Zhao Yuan carefully pulled out the stool for Leng Changxi, looked at her carefully, and said with a hint of sincerity in her tone: "Little Bao'er, I asked the cook to prepare some snacks that you like to eat, do you want to try them?
Try it?"
Leng Changxi did not refuse and sat at the table with Zhao Yuan.
Although Leng Changxi never said a word to Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan was already satisfied to see her eating at the same table as him.
How long had it been since he had enjoyed such a warm moment? It had been so long that he had almost forgotten the feeling that made his heart beat. If time could stand still, he hoped that this moment would last forever.
Zhao Yuan eagerly picked up a small piece of cake on the table and brought it to Leng Changxi's mouth: "Little Bao'er, try this mung bean cake. I remember you always liked to eat this when you were little."
Leng Changxi did not refuse, and reached out to borrow the mung bean cake and slowly put it into her mouth.
The Tongque Terrace was very high, so the wind was naturally strong. The spring breeze brought with it a hint of chill. Zhao Yuan took off her shawl and put it on Leng Changxi's shoulders: "The wind is strong, be careful of catching a cold."
Leng Changxi's eyes flickered slightly but she still didn't speak, she just nodded gently.
Zhao Yuan felt a little ecstatic about her rare response, and the smile on her lips gradually deepened.
"Little Bao'er, this bronze bird stage will be yours from now on. I know you like to dance. In fact, I didn't tell you that the first time I saw you dancing was not in the main hall, but when you were very young.
Do you still remember that time? At that time, you insisted on moving out of my place. You must have no idea how reluctant and sad I was. I thought you didn’t like me anymore. For this reason, I was angry with you for a while.
Until one night, I sneaked into your courtyard and saw you dancing on the high platform. I didn't know that you had such a stunning dance." There was a bit of softness in the corners of Zhao Yuan's eyes, and she slowly recalled those years.
Things happened one by one, and he wanted to bring back Leng Changxi's heart through memories.
However, if the heart is dead, how can it be easily brought back?
Leng Changxi's eyes flickered for a moment. It turned out that Zhao Yuan knew her secret at that time. However, that was the beginning and there was no going back. Apart from a sigh, Leng Changxi couldn't think of anything else.
Such a response.
Besides, it’s hard to look back on the past, so it’s better not to touch many things and memories.
Because, the past is like a glass of clear water with sand deposited in it. The upper layer is cool and clear, while the lower layer is turbid and dark. If you don't touch it, you can still keep that simple transparency. Once it is stirred, all the beauty will disappear.
No longer exists.
In Leng Changxi's view, Zhao Yuan had begun to muddy the waters since he had tried every means to bring her back to the palace. However, he still insisted that he would rather carry the muddy waters with him forever than to
I would like to see that layer of clarity from a distance.
Without answering Zhao Yuan's words, the Tongque Terrace fell into silence, with only the wind still whistling by.
After a long time, Leng Changxi suddenly spoke softly, with a hint of sadness in her expression: "Mrs. Xia hasn't come to see me for a long time. Are you planning to leave me too?"
Zhao Yuan was overjoyed that Leng Changxi suddenly spoke, but when he heard Leng Changxi's words, he couldn't help but frown quietly.
Regarding Mrs. Xia, Zhao Yuan did not want Leng Changxi to have too much contact with her. Firstly, because Mrs. Xia was also his concubine after all, he was afraid that Leng Changxi would have a grudge against her. Secondly, because of Guo Wanrou's matter,
He dared not trust any woman anymore, and he was a little worried that Mrs. Xia had an ulterior motive in winning Leng Changxi's heart in such a short period of time.
But at this time, Zhao Yuan did not dare to tell Leng Changxi these words easily for fear of irritating her again.
So, he could only ask Leng Changxi softly with a little tentativeness: "Little Bao'er, do you like Mrs. Xia very much?"
Leng Changxi's eyes flashed when she heard the question, and then she said with a faint smile: "I can't say that I like her very much. I just feel that I am more compatible with her and we can talk about some things together, so we chatted more.
.The person in the palace who could talk to me has completely left..."
Leng Changxi thought of Lingshan again, her eyes became a little blurred and sad, which made Zhao Yuan feel a little distressed. She immediately said without doubting his presence: "Then I will ask Mrs. Xia to come and accompany you later, as long as you are willing."
, I asked her to come over often to chat with you."
Zhao Yuan knew how lonely it was to have no one to accompany him in this palace. As long as Leng Changxi could gradually open up his heart, he would not prevent Mrs. Xia from meeting her.
Leng Changxi nodded gently, thanked her, and then said: "If possible, you can ask her to come to me on the Bronze Bird Stage. I don't want anyone to go in the bamboo forest."
Such an excuse was so perfect that Zhao Yuan would not doubt it. He just assumed that Leng Changxi had good intentions in her heart and refused to allow anyone to enter the place where they once lived. Therefore, she nodded without hesitation.
After that, Leng Changxi stopped talking to Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan still talked to her a lot about his childhood. But Leng Changxi just listened quietly and said nothing.
But even so, this moment was very warm in Zhao Yuan's eyes.
This warm scene was not interrupted until Xiaodouzi came to call Zhao Yuan.
After Zhao Yuan reluctantly left Tongque Terrace, the first place she went to was not her study room, but Mrs. Xia's residence.
After Zhao Yuan left, Leng Changxi was still waiting on the Tongque stage. Sure enough, in less than two quarters of an hour, Mrs. Xia's figure appeared in front of Leng Changxi's eyes.
Mrs. Xia was a transparent person. After hearing what Zhao Yuan said, she only led one girl to the back garden. Before boarding the Tongque Tower, she even left that girl under the high platform.
, she climbed onto the Tongque Terrace alone.
The luxury of the Tongque Terrace made her feel jealous. Thinking about Leng Changxi's exclusive favor from Zhao Yuan, and Zhao Yuan's vague warning, which made her restrain herself in front of Leng Changxi, she felt as if she had given up.
It is as uncomfortable as a stone.
"You're here." Leng Changxi looked at the woman standing in front of her who quickly covered up her jealousy, and spoke coldly.
"My husband said that you were in a bad mood and barely spoke. You asked me to spend more time with you, but why didn't I look like you?" A few days ago, I heard that something happened to her girl and she was in a bad mood. Then Mrs. Xia still
She was secretly proud of this for a while, but looking at her dull eyes before, Mrs. Xia began to feel that either the news was a bit outrageous or the woman in front of her was too good at covering up.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Leng Changxi said calmly: "Sometimes, necessary disguise can be exchanged for more things, such as Zhao Yuan's hatred for Guo Wanrou."