Longevity noodles, as the name suggests, means longevity.

Yang Li’s birthday shouldn’t have been spent with just a bowl of noodles, but he didn’t want people to know that he had problems with his eyes, so he could only say that he was not feeling well and refused to see visitors during this period.

Lin Qingyan knew that today was Yang Li's birthday thanks to Yang Li. She asked someone when Yang Li would be back and found out that it was Yang Li's birthday soon. That person mistakenly thought that she was going to the Yang Mansion to give a gift...

It turned out that Yang Li’s birthday was almost here.

Yang Li’s birthday is coming soon.

Lin Qingyan didn't know how lively and festive the Yang family would be tonight. She only knew that she should accompany Yang Li. Even if there was a high probability that she would sneak out of the palace to meet Prince Liang Song Yunyan at the Yang family today, she would not go.

I can still see King Liang in the future, but if you miss this birthday, you really missed it.

Lin Qingyan personally made him a bowl of longevity noodles, just wanting him to live like the plum tree outside the window.

She bit her lip, raised her hand, and waved it tentatively in front of Yang Li.

Yang Li had no reaction.

Tears fell again.

Yang Li was unaware of it and kept praising her.

"Your cooking skills are much better than that of the eunuch's chef. This noodle is really delicious. It's really delicious. It's the best bowl of noodles I've ever eaten."

Lin Qingyan walked over and held his hand, her eyes red, and wrote on his palm stroke by stroke.

【born.】

【辰.】

【quick.】

【happy. 】

She wrote it carefully over and over again, and recited it silently in her mind over and over again.

As Yang Li was eating, tears suddenly fell from her gray eyes.

Tears fell into the bowl, creating ripples.

"Yan'er, thank you."

"This is the happiest birthday I've had since entering the palace."

No one had ever sincerely congratulated him on his birthday before.

Yang Li didn't even dare to ask for someone to be by his side. It was good enough that no one came to humiliate or make things difficult for him that day. However, such a simple wish was difficult to achieve, so he didn't look forward to his birthday, and didn't care how his birthday would be celebrated.

If it weren't for Lin Qingyan, he actually didn't plan to celebrate this birthday.

A bowl of longevity noodles.

Yang Li was already very satisfied.

However, Lin Qingyan did not just prepare a bowl of longevity noodles. She held her belly with one hand and supported her waist with the other and walked to a place.

Yang Li only heard the footsteps going away, and was a little flustered for a moment: "Yan'er, where are you going?"

He stood up, holding the table with one hand and reaching into the air with the other, but found nothing.

"clank……"

The long and melodious sound of the piano reached my ears.

Yang Li stopped moving, and there was the sound of playing the guqin.

Lin Qingyan asked someone to bring the guqin over and played it specially for him tonight. It was a new piece of music she composed, dedicated only to Yang Li.

The sound of the piano is like a spring breeze blowing on your face, soaking the lake water, sinking into the shallow grass, and the dead trees sprouting new branches in spring...

Yang Li calmed down by the sound of the piano. He sat back and listened to the music quietly.

This song is not long.

The noodles were finished and the piano music stopped.

Yang Li praised it generously: "It's a great song, I don't know what it's called, I've never heard of it before."

After Lin Qingyan finished playing the piano, she stood up, walked to his side, and wrote two words on his palm.

【clear.】

【fence.】

"Qingli... a nice name."

Yang Li smiled faintly and spoke in a gentle tone.

He is now a completely different person from before.

However, this stark difference only applies to Lin Qingyan. To other people, Yang Li is still the same Yang Li, sarcastic, mean and selfish.

Lin Qingyan covered his eyes with her hands, and continued to write on his palms, resisting the urge to cry.

【Eye.】

【cloth.】

After thinking about it, Lin Qingyan added another word.

【Know.】

She already knew it all.

Yang Li's fingertips curled slightly, and he half-closed his eyes and said, "Okay."

"It's all up to you."

Because he was completely invisible.

The reason why he didn't cover his eyes with a cloth was because he was afraid that Lin Qingyan would be sad and upset after knowing that he was completely blind, so he deliberately delayed it for as long as possible.

Lin Qingyan had no idea when he became completely blind, but she thought he should have been blind for a long time. He just kept pretending that he could still see a little light, and it was not until today that she noticed something was wrong.

Yang Li is really blind.

After tonight, white cloth will cover my eyes.

Lin Qingyan carefully tied the white cloth for him, and those gray eyes could no longer be seen.

She looked at Yang Li in the bronze mirror. He was still wearing gray clothes as usual, and the white cloth covering his eyes was the only white color on his body.

However, Yang Li himself didn't know that Lin Qingyan used white cloth to cover his eyes. He thought it was gray or black cloth, and he reminded her not to use white.

But he couldn't see now. White, gray, black... To him, there was no difference.

"The weather is getting colder. You should wear more clothes indoors to avoid getting cold."

"Prince Liang and his men will come to the palace to discuss important matters in a few days. You should stay at home and stay in the eunuch palace. With me here, they won't dare to cause trouble."

Although Yang Li is blind now, he still has power and it is not easy to bring him down.

Lin Qingyan nodded and patted the back of his hand.

Yang Li held her hand tightly and whispered, "Don't feel sad for a eunuch like me. It's not worth it."

He groped and touched Lin Qingyan's belly again.

"I hope this child's eyes don't follow mine."

Gray eyes are not a good sign.

……

"Nine thousand years old, it's time to go."

Wang Lian respectfully reminded them outside the door that if they delayed any further, the ministers would become impatient.

Now when dealing with some important matters, Yang Li has to discuss with others through a screen. Many people have accused him of being arrogant. If he is late again, he will be secretly criticized when discussing matters.

"Yeah." Yang Li responded from outside, still worriedly said to Lin Qingyan, "If you have any problems, just call someone to find me, and be careful when walking."

Lin Qingyan continued to pat the back of his hand to indicate that she understood and asked him to stop nagging.

Perhaps because he couldn't see, Yang Li said these words more frequently.

She helped the man out and handed him over to Wang Lian.

When Wang Lian saw the white cloth on Yang Li’s eyes, she didn’t say much, but just bent down and left with him.

Lin Qingyan was thinking about what Yang Li had just said and started to think about it.

Prince Liang is about to enter the palace...

This is a good opportunity.

……

Lin Qingyan touched her belly and turned around thinking.

As she walked, she caught a glimpse of darkness out of the corner of her eye.

It was Yang Li’s black crane cloak.

The weather was cold, and Lin Qingyan had specially taken it out for Yang Li to wear, but she forgot about it, and Yang Li was gone now.

She walked over and put the black crane cloak on her arm.

Forget it, I'll just send it over to someone else.

As soon as I opened the door, a cold wind blew in.

Lin Qingyan pulled her cloak closer and carefully stepped over the threshold.

Yang Li was discussing matters with others in the Jingxin Hall, which was not far from the Eunuch Palace and it wouldn't take him long to walk there.

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