While Chu Qiao was eating the pastry, she raised her eyes to look at Chong Ximo. It seemed that this guy must not be confused. He already knew that the pastry was not made by the princess. Princess Xuening spent so much time in vain, but was discovered by others.
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"Sit down and eat."
Chong Ximo pointed to the wooden stool next to him, and even lightly brushed it with his sleeve. Although it was just a small movement, Chu Qiao felt so flattered that she stood there not knowing what to do.
She is just a palace maid. Isn't it inappropriate for him to do this?
"I asked you to come and sit down!" He looked at her who was standing still, his voice was obviously unhappy, and his expression was much gloomier.
"This slave is used to standing." Chu Qiao replied in a low voice.
"Sit down!" His voice was much louder.
Chu Qiao frowned tightly, trotted over in a hurry, sat down on the stool, panting slightly, although she was very nervous, but it felt good to sit down, her legs seemed to be liberated, not to mention how comfortable it was.
"If you like to eat, eat more." Chong Ximo's voice became much deeper and he was no longer so angry.
Chu Qiao bit the pastry in her mouth. How could she dare to eat it again? However, when the pastry was eaten in her mouth, it was crispy and delicious. Although it was not too sweet, it did not affect the taste of the pastry. The skills of this royal chef named Sihai were really good. I don’t know.
Do you know him? Maybe he was one of the royal chefs who tasted food in that competition.
After eating a piece of plum blossom cake, Chu Qiao felt even more hungry.
"Eat more."
His voice sounded softly, Chu Qiao turned her eyes, and he handed over another pastry, waiting for her to reach out to take it.
Chu Qiao had no choice but to take it obediently and began to eat awkwardly. He looked at her like this, which made it even more difficult for her to swallow, and her head dropped unconsciously.
Chong Ximo withdrew his gaze, stood up coldly, walked slowly to the Wulong Pavilion, and looked at the frozen Yuehan Lake in the distance. He had been here when he was very young, and his memory was just a fleeting moment.
The shadow is very far away, almost out of reach.
He suddenly stood up and walked away. Chu Qiao suddenly felt that her whole body relaxed a lot, and her heartstrings were no longer so tense. She boldly raised her eyes and found that he was standing motionless by the railing of the pavilion.
Looking at his tall and lonely figure, Chu Qiao's eyes were fixed on his back. Why did she feel that Chong Ximo seemed to have something on his mind? He was looking at Yuehan Lake in a trance.
"Sir, it's really cold this year. A lake as big as this is frozen."
Chu Qiao broke the silence and looked at Yuehan Lake. There was still snow on the lakeside. Occasionally, the wind would blow up a burst of snow dust. After the wind passed by, the lake looked even colder.
Only then did Chong Ximo raise his eyes, his loneliness gradually disappeared, and he whispered.
"In the winter of Yuehan Lake, the lake is frozen. Anyone can stand within three feet of the lake, but it is dangerous to go further into the middle."
"The water in the middle is too deep, and the ice is thin. If the load is heavy, cracks will appear."
Does this Chu Qiao know that when she was a child, she did such a suspenseful thing and almost fell into an ice cave and drowned? The eldest lady cried all night because of this and would not let Chu Qiao go to the frozen lake in the future.
In the past, her mother had to control everything, which made her feel that she had no freedom, but now it is different. Even if she runs wild and runs to the center of the lake, freezes to death and drowns, no one will control her. This kind of freedom makes her feel even more free.
Lonely, I feel more and more that my mother treats me well.
Chong Ximo heard Chu Qiao's response and turned to look at her. Chu Qiao quickly lowered her head and stuffed most of the cake into her mouth, choking for a long time and unable to speak.
"You wait here, I'll go down and take a walk."
Chong Ximo looked away and strode outside the pavilion.
How do you say leave and just leave?
Chu Qiao hurriedly stood up and wanted to call him out loudly, but the pastry in her mouth was still blocked and she couldn't make a sound. After she swallowed the pastry, he had already gone far. He walked very fast, and there was no sound.
It means to stop.
Chu Qiao looked at the pastries on the tray and was about to catch up, but after thinking about it she decided to sit down. They asked her to wait, so she just waited to avoid having to catch up and be scolded again.
"Really, I'm not familiar with this place, why are you leaving me here?"
Chu Qiao muttered and sat back to her original position. Then she picked up a pastry and looked at Yuehan Lake while eating it. Without Chong Ximo around, she felt much more relaxed.
Taking a bite of the plum blossom cake, Chu Qiao looked around. This was the most pleasant day since she entered the palace. There were no eunuchs who were troublesome for her, no jealous eyes, no endless complicated work, and beautiful scenery to see.
, and eating plum blossom cakes. Being a princess is nothing more than that.
Feeling this kind of self-entertainment, Chu Qiao actually wished that time would pass slowly. After today, she would have no chance to come to Yuehan Lake in the future.
Within sight, Chong Ximo had left Wulong Pavilion and was standing far away by the Yuehan Lake. His brocade robe was lifted by the wind, his hair was flying, and his shoes had stepped on the ice, and he walked to the lake.
He stood still for about two feet, staring at the lake, wondering what he was thinking about.
It seems that he has no intention of abandoning Chu Qiao, let alone going too far.
Chu Qiao finished eating one and stared at the man in the distance. She reached out to the cake plate, but this time she didn't touch any cake, but a man's hand.
"ah!"
With a scream, Chu Qiao jumped up, scared out of her mind. Where did this man come from?
She retreated to the railing, looked up in horror, and came into contact with a pair of bright black eyes, which were slightly narrowed with a hint of evil smile.
He is indeed a man, a tall man, wearing a black and blue cloud-patterned suit, a black gold belt around his waist, a green jade pendant, and a large white robe on his body. In order to keep out the cold, he also carries a
A snow cap made of white fox fur, with the white fox fur floating slightly.
He was too handsome, even a little evil, with a pair of eyes that showed the slightest trace of madness.
"Who are you? Why are you alone in Wulong Pavilion?" He walked over step by step, staring at Chu Qiao, getting closer and closer to her.
Chu Qiao pressed against the railing tightly and explained nervously.
"Slave, slave, I didn't come alone, slave..."
Chu Qiao glanced at the plate of pastries and didn't know how to explain it. She originally followed Chong Ximo with the pastries, but the scene just now showed her eating while admiring the lake view, looking a bit like a slave.
At this moment, Chu Qiao was filled with annoyance. Mingzhu had said that even if the master gave her face, she could not break the rules of the palace. Be careful, she would be in bad luck if she was so careless.
The man walked closer and closer, until he stood in front of Chu Qiao, stretched out his hand, and lifted Chu Qiao's chin...