Not only Ah Shang's reaction was surprised. Even Wan Qiqing and Mrs. Mei were slightly surprised when they saw Mai Mai appear.
"Haha, Miss Lan." Mrs. Mei put away her surprise and smiled calmly, "Come and sit down. I brought some supplements from my parents' house and I want to treat Miss Lan to some."
Mai Mai sat down at the table gracefully, glanced at the dark soup on the table, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mrs. Mei and said nothing.
Wan Qiqing's eyes stayed on her face, as if he wanted to find something there. Why did he feel that she was a little different? Was it because there was a touch of agility in her eyes that was difficult to capture, or was there something more unpredictable on her face.
Mrs. Mei motioned to Dong'er next to her with her eyes, "Give Miss Lan a bowl."
"Yes," Dong'er put it in front of Maimai after serving it.
"Mrs. Mei," Mai Mai lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly, "You and Mrs. Jie haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"
Surprise flickered in her eyes, so fast that no trace was left. Mrs. Mei smiled, "That's right, I haven't seen her since she left the house. Why did Miss Lan ask about this?"
Wan Qiqing looked at Mai Mai, his eagle eyes becoming more and more inquisitive.
"It's nothing, I just met a woman who looked very similar to her," Mai Mai picked up the bowl of soup and blew it gently as if he was afraid of getting hot. In fact, the bowl of soup had indeed lost its temperature.
Mrs. Mei's clear eyes stared at her, "Oh? There is such a thing. It's not surprising, there are so many similar people in the world."
"Indeed, it's nothing strange. I just thought of it when I saw Mrs. Mei." Mai Mai shook the soup in the bowl, but she didn't see any intention of drinking it. "After all, you and Mrs. Jie are both the wives of King Qing."
"When I see her..." He raised his eyes and looked directly at Mrs. Mei, "I will think of you."
Suddenly, his hand became unstable and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, spilling the soup all over the floor.
"Oops," Mai Mai exclaimed, and then said apologetically, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
"Dong'er, pack it up." Mrs. Mei smiled, "Miss Lan doesn't need to apologize." The indifference that belonged to her was getting colder.
Wan Qiqing, who remained silent, turned his eyes to the two of them and ordered the servant next to him, "Get out and prepare dinner."
He turned around and asked Mai Mai with concern, "Jun'er, do you want to eat something? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare more."
Mai Mai twitched the corner of his mouth, "Prince Qing asked the wrong person, you should ask your wife, not me." Wan Qiqing's face turned dark immediately with his proud attitude.
Mrs. Mei kept smiling elegantly and peacefully, but her hands under the table clenched the handkerchief tightly. She kept telling herself that in his eyes, she would always be the elegant and free-spirited Mei'er.
"Jun'er, don't forget, you are my concubine." He just made such an excuse for himself.
"It used to be." Mai Mai smiled and reminded kindly.
Looking into her eyes where the smile could not reach the bottom of her eyes, Wan Qiqing leaned towards her, slowly approaching, "Forever." The ambiguous attitude and firm words formed a strong contrast. As proud as he was, as domineering as he was,
He would actually say this kind of promise to a woman. How many people would believe it if he hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
"King Qing, Mei'er is feeling a little unwell and wants to go back to Jinse Residence to rest first."
Mrs. Mei stood up, bowed and left with Dong'er without waiting for Wan Qiqing to nod.
Staring at her back, Mai Mai shook his head. With such a simple temperament, he shouldn't do that kind of thing. However, for the word "love", it must be reasonable.
The appearance of Mrs. Jie can be said to be accidental. Her hatred for herself is not difficult to explain. But when she mentioned Qing'er's death, it had to be thought-provoking. Qing'er's death was completely blocked from the outside world.
She has been away from home for a long time, and how did she know about it? Coupled with the "accident" in the afternoon, this all becomes much more interesting.
She didn't think that Mrs. Jie would be smart enough to use her status as a deposed concubine to stir up the common people. I'm afraid she must have had guidance from an expert.
Despite this, she still remembered the elegant woman who spoke for herself and Qing'er in front of King Qing.
"Are you ignoring me?"
She crossed her arms and looked at Mai Mai thoughtfully. After he said those words, she was actually indifferent?
"Tomorrow, I will return to the palace."
"What?" Wan Qiqing's face changed slightly and he stared at her, "No! I won't allow it! Do you know that it is dangerous to do this?" He raised his eyes and said word by word, "The war with Tiandu Kingdom,
I don’t know how many people are against it. If you openly stand on my side, I’m afraid it will attract the attention of interested people. What if it’s not good for you? So, you must stay by my side.”
"Haha," Mai Mai smiled nonchalantly and glanced at him, "Qing'er is also by your side, what's the result?"
Wan Qiqing flashed a look of embarrassment, his face was full of annoyance.
Mai Mai stood up, "The only motivation for me to live is revenge. Before this, I will not let anything happen to me."
Slowly walked towards the door, "Today, someone announced that I was once a useless concubine. The following days should be exciting."
She has changed, becoming something that is difficult for him to grasp. Just like the misty wind, it is clearly around him, but he can feel it but never catch it.
He no longer stood in the way of her decision. He knew very well that her only intention in living was revenge. If he interfered, it was unknown whether she would do what she did a few days ago again. This feeling was terrible.
, in addition to frustration, there is also a trace of panic, accompanied by the uneasiness of losing her at any time.
The thin sunlight carries a cool warmth, lazily casting a few rays. The fallen leaves on the ground are lightly lifted a few times by the occasional wind, aimlessly, and I don’t know where they will be sent. Yanxia Residence is still there
Still the same as when she left, the saints in white lined up and bowed respectfully towards Mai Mai, "Welcome to the Dragon Lady."
"Well," Mai Mai nodded slightly, "Let's all go down."
"yes."
"Wow, Miss, you are so majestic." Ashang said enviously, "It's good to stay with Miss."
Mai Mai didn't answer. I don't know why she brought Ah Shang into the palace. Maybe she was afraid of the loneliness when she was alone, but she just didn't want to admit it.
"Miss, why do we need to go back to the palace?" Ashang asked cautiously.
"I want to make sure of something," Mai Mai stroked the somewhat bare flower branches, "It's a very important thing."
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Slowly walking towards the garden, under the white shirt, his frail body still looked erratic, but stronger. His calm eyes showed some perseverance in his indifference, and the elegance was no longer visible in his pursed thin lips.
to an almost perfect arc. But he was still so handsome that people couldn't bear to look away. The innate kingly aura gradually grew invisibly, wrapping him in bursts of dazzling halo.
The moment he stepped into the garden, he paused suddenly. When his unwavering eyes saw the dusty blue, he was surprised with a pitiful joy. His breathing gradually became disordered, and he felt helpless as never before.
Forgot how to react.
Turning around gracefully, when he saw the handsome face in his memory, a complicated look flashed through his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.
"Are you feeling better?" The friendly question was like a greeting between friends. There was no hint of abruptness in it.
Suppressing his strong emotions, Wan Qihuan responded calmly, "It's much better."
"Haha, that's good." Mai Mai took a few steps in the garden happily, "The flowers have faded." There was a bit of regret in the words. I thought I would see that pure white again.
"Yeah." He glanced at the withered trees in the courtyard and didn't know what to say.
Slowly closing her eyes, twitching her pretty nose a few times, sniffing something, "They are still here, not gone." Like an infatuated girl, waiting for her love. This feeling was brought to her by lily of the valley.
of beauty.
Not only them, she also didn't leave. She was always here, everywhere he could see.
Open your eyes and look at him who is as beautiful as a god. No matter whether he is surrounded by splendor or not, his extraordinary handsomeness will always illuminate everything around him. And the attachment and obsession in his eyes make Mai Mai gently bloom a flower.
laugh.
Slowly walked up to him, raised his head and looked at him, those pair of soul-sucking eyes made people more and more unable to extricate themselves. He knew that he was already trapped in it.
"Are you missing me?" His misty eyes were filled with confusion.
He closed his clear eyes slightly, unable to guess his thoughts. When he raised them again, everything was clear.
"Why you?" Weak and sad.
This answer was not something he could give her.
"Do you really want me to hate you?"
Seeing her helplessness and struggle, he nodded.
What she wanted to know already had the answer.
No longer hesitant, she stretched out her arms, hugged his waist, and gently leaned her head on his chest, "I hope you are missing me; I don't want that person to be you; I don't want you to hope that I hate you.
.”
This was the expectation from the bottom of her heart, but unfortunately, reality was always cruel. Tightening her arms, she allowed herself to forget temporarily at this moment, and just wanted to absorb his quiet breath.
He froze and let her hug him, lowering his head to look at her who was smiling peacefully. The corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly. Even if this was her way of revenge, he would fall in willingly.
He raised his arms and hugged her tightly.
No one spoke about Qing'er, nor about everything that happened that day. Just like this, they stood closely together in Xiao Liang's garden.
After that, Mai Mai would come to Nianxi Palace almost every day, either playing chess with Wan Qixun or telling jokes with him. The two of them seemed to have returned to the time they spent at Huguo Temple, and deliberately forgot about Qing'er.
All of these days are dull but pleasant, and you can see yourself in each other's eyes.
"狁?" Liu Yingying was attracted by a burst of laughter as soon as she stepped into Nianxi Palace.
When she saw Mai Mai and Wan Qixun sitting side by side on the long stone in the garden, her eyes slightly raised in uncertainty.
"Huh? It's the princess." Mai Mai did not walk away embarrassed by her appearance, but approached Wan Qixun generously, "What's the matter, princess?" Liu Yingying's skillful attitude made Liu Yingying frown in displeasure.
Beautiful eyebrows.
"It's nothing, I just came to see if the body is feeling better?"
"Oh," Mai Mai responded cautiously, then smiled softly, "In this case, I won't disturb you anymore. Let's talk slowly, I will go back first."
"I'll send someone to see you off." Wan Qiyun called Xiao Yu and gave him a few words.
Watching Mai Mai leave, Liu Yingying immediately asked, "Xiu, what on earth is going on? Doesn't she hate you for killing her brother? Why..."
Seeing that Wanqi Xiang didn't answer, she asked again, "Xiu, I don't believe you can't see it!"
Wan Qixun waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more. "I have my own sense of my own affairs." His indifferent tone was completely different from the gentle words he used to treat Mai Mai.
Liu Yingying said anxiously, "You will regret doing this! The situation is urgent now and there is no room for any mistakes on our part!"
"It's not us, it's you."
Wan Qixun stood up and walked past her directly back to the inner hall.