Qianyun Pavilion was quiet, except for the two guards guarding the door, it seemed like there was no one inside.
The moment he walked in, Leng Ji's heart felt sour.
My mood became heavy in an instant.
Looking at Feng Yexuan's profile that was always as cold as a knife, Leng Ji whispered: "In the past, at least Qian'er was with Miss Li."
Feng Yexuan said nothing.
Leng Ji didn't dare to say much.
But what he meant was expressed clearly.
When Qian'er was around, even if Chu Qianli was banned in Qianyun Pavilion, at least he would have a companion.
But now, Qian'er is no longer here. She is here alone and has been imprisoned for seven days and seven nights.
I don’t know how I survived these seven days.
"Is he still in the bedroom?" Feng Yexuan frowned.
He still vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said that she was not allowed to step out of the door.
Leng Ji hurriedly said: "Go down and have a look."
Feng Yexuan didn't respond. Leng Ji thought about it for a while and felt that the prince should have agreed, so he immediately rushed to the bedroom.
However, the door to the bedroom was open, and there was no figure of Chu Qianli in the room.
Leng Ji was a little uneasy, wondering if the prince would be angry if Miss Li left the bedroom.
When he turned around, Feng Yexuan was already standing not far behind him.
Leng Ji immediately explained for Chu Qianli: "Your Majesty, if a normal person is imprisoned for seven days and seven nights, they will probably go crazy. Miss Li... I'm afraid Miss Li really can't bear it, so..."
Feng Yexuan's eyes remained unchanged, he turned around and walked towards the backyard.
He heard music.
A strange musical instrument sound.
With his knowledge of musical instruments, he had never heard such a strange sound.
Feng Yexuan quickened his pace.
Leng Ji wondered how he was feeling, was he angry?
Uneasy, I quickly followed behind him.
The two quickly walked to the backyard.
Looking from a distance, I saw a girl sitting on a tree in the backyard.
She was wearing a white dress, a very special dress, light and fluttery, not gauze, but more beautiful than gauze.
A long hair, without any combing, just hanging down.
When the wind blows, the silky long hair flutters lightly.
The long skirt is facing the wind, and the sleeves are fluttering, which is indescribably beautiful.
The most beautiful thing is her feet.
The smooth feet are now hanging down from sitting on the branches.
As the skirt was blown up by the wind, the pair of snow-white lotus feet loomed...
Feng Yexuan's heart was hit hard.
A woman who has never been decorated in any way, elegant and pure, yet looks like a fairy.
She leaned against the tree trunk and looked into the distance, seemingly unaware that anyone was approaching.
He was holding something in his hand, putting it to his lips, and was playing a tune.
It's this thing on the lips, and the music played out is gentle and sad.
This instrument was something he had never seen before.
The music flutters in the wind, feeling an indescribable depression, but also an indescribable calmness.
Even the lonely heart gradually tightened with this song.
Sometimes it's quiet, sometimes it's dull. One moment it seems like something has been figured out, the other moment it seems like it's suppressing something.
Finally, I feel depressed and lazy, I can’t tell what it feels like.
He quietly glanced at the prince, who was still looking at the figure on the tree, his face expressionless, but there was a little more mist in his eyes.
I don’t know if she was tired, but before the song was finished, the girl on the tree stopped.
With the harmonica in his hand, he was still leaning against the tree trunk, looking at the distant sky.
Such a lonely figure...
Feng Yexuan's heart was suddenly tugged.
In the past few days, because Chu Huaiyu's life and death were uncertain, he didn't have much thought to pay attention to other things.
It's not that she didn't know that she was destined to be lonely after she came back.
However, he actually knew very well that before Leng Ji went out, he would come to Qianyun Pavilion several times a day to accompany her.
He thought that Leng Ji's company would at least relieve a little of the pain in her heart.
But he didn't expect that when he saw her again, she would be so lonely and lost.
This figure is indescribably thin.
When people sit on a tree, it seems as if they will be blown down by the wind at any time.
Just when I had this thought in my mind, I didn't know if it was a coincidence or something, but suddenly, there was a strong gust of wind.
The figure on the tree swayed slightly.
Although Feng Yexuan remained motionless, even Leng Ji could feel that the prince would come to his rescue at any time.
However, isn’t this scene where the beauty falls from the tree and the hero saves the beauty a little too much?
Some are cliche.
Could it be that Miss Li knew they were here?
Leng Ji was in a state of confusion. On the one hand, she wanted to see Miss Li get into an accident and the prince save her. The two of them would have a chance to get together.
On the other hand, I was afraid that such a clichéd scene would make the prince feel bored with Miss Li.
The prince hates women acting coquettishly in front of him!
Unexpectedly, Chu Qianli only swayed on the tree for a moment, but soon stabilized her figure.
Probably because he felt that he didn't feel safe in the trees, Chu Qianli was about to come down.
He clearly looked like he didn't have much strength, and his figure was indescribably frail.
However, she just waved her hand lightly, as if something was thrown out and caught the branch above her head.
Afterwards, she slowly came down.
The whole picture is like a fairy descending to earth, so beautiful!
If he hadn't known that he shouldn't look, Leng Ji would probably have been unable to help himself and kept staring.
Later, he was hit by a burst of cold air and quickly lowered his head.
Miss Li was not wearing shoes, no, she seemed to be wearing them. The moment she landed, Leng Ji took a quick glance and clearly saw that she had put on her shoes.
But those shoes...why can I still see her snow-white lotus feet?
As for what scene was behind it, Leng Ji didn’t dare to look at it.
No courage.
Feng Yexuan was also staring at Chu Qianli's feet.
Is Qianyun Pavilion already so poor? Why doesn't it even have a pair of decent boots?
These shoes are tattered and full of holes!
Almost as soon as Chu Qianli came down, she noticed that there was an intruder in the yard.
Turning back, although they were far away, their eyes still met Feng Yexuan's.
She was stunned for a moment.
After being stunned, my mood seemed to calm down quickly.
Stepping on the pair of slippers that Feng Yexuan regarded as dilapidated, she slowly came to him and leaned forward: "I have met the prince."
Feng Yexuan's heart was inexplicably blocked.
She thought that if she saw him again, she would blame him for protecting another woman.
I never expected that she would be so calm when we saw each other again.
Even, gentle and polite.
Feng Yexuan's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on her feet again.
"How come the people in Prince Xuan's Palace are so poor?"
Chu Qianli lowered her head and glanced at her slippers.
After a moment of surprise, he suddenly smiled: "Your Majesty, I misunderstood. These are shoes from my hometown, they are called slippers."
