Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

Qingchen couldn't see the black shadow's face clearly, and could only see Helan Yan standing there and saying something to the black shadow.

The voice was too low for her to hear clearly.

I just feel like I shouldn’t stay here any longer.

If they discovered her, she would have to risk her life here.

Qingchen carefully left He Lanyan's bedroom and walked to the courtyard.

I also complained secretly in my heart.

Is it true that people from Nishiga Country cannot talk at night if they want to discuss things?

You have to chat during the day.

This hit her hard.

The key is that she still has to pretend not to know.

Thinking about it, she hurriedly climbed up the palace wall and escaped.

Leave the food box on the stone table.

When He Lanyan walked out of the palace into the courtyard, he raised his eyes and saw the serving box placed on the stone table, but did not see the lake-blue figure.

He looked back at the footprints in the hall, his eyes deep.

……

After Qingchen hurriedly left Leng Gong, he felt like something was missing in his hand.

Oh, her food box!

She patted her thigh and left the food box in the cold.

In this way, wouldn't He Lanyan know that she had been there when she saw the food box on the stone table when she came out of the palace?

Qingchen wanted to turn around and go back to get it, but if he ran into them walking out of the hall together, it would really be over.

Qingchen hesitated for a while, but returned to Mingyue Palace.

She can't control that much.

At most, when he went there again in a few days, he would just say that he was busy coming back to serve his master, so he even forgot to take the food box.

Thinking of this, Qingchen spent the whole day in his bedroom copying "The Analects of Confucius".

She felt like her head was splitting after copying, and she wanted to call Yueji and Xiangsi to help her copy, but she realized that their handwriting was different from her own.

If my father found out and had to copy it again, wouldn't it be more gain than loss?

When thinking of this, Qingchen felt that one was as big as the other.

I can only bury my head and continue copying.

After copying peacefully in Mingyue Palace for a few days, she found that she couldn't finish copying at all, and her hand was almost broken.

She wanted to beg her father to stop letting her copy.

If she keeps copying, her hands will really become useless.

As a result, when she approached Yue Junxu, Yue Junxu said to her: "Your eighth emperor sister has also been punished by your father to copy the Analects of Confucius and Mencius, five hundred times."

Qingchen: "..."

This hundred times, she felt like she couldn't copy it anymore.

She has never been so miserable. In her previous life, she had a cowardly character, and her father never treated her like this.

I didn't expect that I was wrong when I told the truth so loudly in the Mingyi Hall last time.

She lowered her head dejectedly.

Upon seeing this, Yue Junxu told her, "Father, don't be in a hurry. You can copy it slowly."

Let her copy "The Analects of Confucius" mainly because I want her to cultivate her moral character.

The same goes for Yue Qingqian.

Qingchen couldn't win over it, so he didn't bother any more and went back to Mingyue Palace dejectedly to continue copying.

Autumn passed quickly, and the winter days in Kyoto suddenly became cooler.

Qingchen hasn't seen He Lanyan talking to a dark shadow since that time.

But I was worried that his food would not be good, so I went to the dining room and told the cook who was responsible for the meals for the cold palace, not to send any more spoiled food.

If she finds out, come to her with your head raised.

Then she secretly checked several times and found that the meals delivered to He Lanyan were indeed fine, so she felt relieved.

When winter begins in Kyoto, it snows for several days.

Qingchen was worried that the servants had not given him more clothes. After thinking for a few days, he spent one night wearing a palace maid's uniform and carrying a pile of thick clothes and charcoal on his back.

When I climbed over the palace wall, I discovered that the wooden table was missing.

Qingchen immediately sat on the high palace wall, neither going back nor going down.

The wind was too cold at night. She was sitting on the palace wall, and the cold wind blew against her face, making her face hurt.

She could only be cruel and throw all the clothes on her back into the yard.

He was about to jump down and use his clothes to cushion the ground.

"I came here so late, I thought it was some blind little thief who came to steal something from me?"

Suddenly, a tall and thin figure walked out of the palace. He originally had a sword in his hand. After seeing clearly the person on the palace wall, he silently put away the sword.

"Can you stop making sarcastic remarks and help me quickly?" She was afraid that he would be cold, so she kindly came over to give him clothes. Fortunately for him, he moved the wooden table away.

How could she go down like this?

He Lanyan snorted coldly and did not continue to speak.

Instead, he walked to the palace wall, looked up at her, and said, "Just jump down!"

"Ah?" Qingchen's eyes widened, "Are you happy if I jump down and kill you?"

He Lanyan looked away unnaturally and said in a slightly lower voice, "I'll catch you."

"What?" The palace wall was too high and the cold wind was a bit strong at night, so she couldn't hear him.

"I said I would catch you and you jump down." He Lanyan turned his face and raised his voice towards her.

"This...that's not necessary." Qingchen looked at his thin body, a little worried that if she really jumped on him, she would crush him.

"Jump down." He didn't say much, but his expression showed a hint of impatience.

"Just bring the wooden table here. Your skinny body can't hold me."

As soon as he said this, Qingchen covered his mouth slightly.

After seeing his expression become more gloomy, she reflected on whether she had said the wrong thing.

"The table has been moved out." He lowered his eyes and did not look at her again.

Qingchen pursed her lips and thought to herself, just die, you can't keep blowing the cold wind up here.

Thinking of this, she warned, "Then you must catch me."

He Lanyan nodded after hearing this.

Qingchen closed her eyes and jumped down. She thought she would knock He Lanyan to the ground.

Surprisingly, I found that he caught me firmly.

Just posture...

She lay with her whole body on his chest, and his hands fell on her waist and hugged her waist tightly.

Her pure face pressed against his chest, and she found inexplicably that his chest was not as hard as she thought.

It's not like the skinny and meatless kind at all.

On the contrary, it’s a bit like the kind that Brother Five Emperors has practiced...

Thinking of this, Qingchen suddenly felt that he knew martial arts.

No, that's not right. He holds a sword all day long, so he already knows martial arts.

But she never saw him practicing martial arts every time she came here...

Qingchen was still stunned, but He Lanyan could clearly feel the softness of the person in his arms, as well as the waist that she could hold with one hand...

What's more, the cold wind passed by, and her faint fragrance entered his nose.

He was dazed for a moment, and the next second he let go of her waist.

Qingchen was pushed away by him before she could stand still. She staggered back a few steps and pressed her back against the cold palace wall.

"You..." Qingchen glared at him, "If you hold me up, I won't lose a piece of your flesh."

He Lanyan frowned, looked away and did not reply.