Is the prince jealous today?

"Concubine Shizi, it's time to get up."

Xiao Si's voice came in through the bead curtain, Liu Yi turned her head to look at the bead curtain, she froze, it's fine, staying in Qi Jian's room is not counted, and she slept in Qi Jian's bed?

He hurriedly looked into the bed, but there was no one there.

"The prince has gone to court." Xiaosi explained through the bead curtain.

Liu Yi rubbed her eyes again. At this time, the sky is already bright, and it is indeed time to go up, but is going up the point?Turning her head to look at the messy quilt on the bed, Liu Yi's eyes slowly widened: "He was yesterday?"

Xiaosi seemed to know what he was thinking: "I don't know."

Liu Yi is angry, do you know what I want to ask?Don't you know?Is it too self-explanatory?

Seeing that Liu Yi didn't ask any more questions, Xiaosi breathed a sigh of relief inwardly: "Please get up, my son, my son, I will send you back to Liu's mansion for a little reunion today."

Hearing this, Liu Yi was slightly taken aback, and went back to Liu's mansion?Why so suddenly?

It is of course good to be able to go back. When I see my parents, I can still ask about the west side face to face. Thinking about the west side, Liu Yi frowned. Qi Jian didn’t mean to tell her about the west side. Why did she wait all night and didn’t say anything? Are you going to send yourself back?

One night, I waited all night, and I fell asleep. Who changed this clothes for me?

Liu Yi thought of something, threw off the quilt, oh ho, that's great, the color of the pants has also changed.

Looking at the paint strokes on the pants that haven't been completely wiped off, Liu Yi is in a bad mood: "That bastard Qi Jian."

Xiaosi trembled outside the curtain, pricked up his ears to listen to the sound outside the courtyard, and confirmed that the almost inaudible footsteps had completely disappeared, and then he took out a letter from his sleeve: "My lord, I will give this to you."

It was almost noon when Qi Jian's carriage drove back to Qi's mansion. The coachman lifted the curtain and set up the footstool. Qi Jian leaned on the wall of the carriage and slowly got off the carriage.

Xiaosi was at the door early, and hurried to help him when he saw this.

Qi Jian grabbed his arm and raised her eyebrows slightly. Xiao Si nodded slightly, Qi Jian nodded, covered her mouth and coughed violently. After coughing, he let go of Xiao Si's arm.

Under the scorching sun, the distance from the gate to the main courtyard seemed very far away. Qi Jian slowly walked back, took a few steps, stopped, coughed for a long time, and finally moved back to the bedroom, already sweating.

"Does the prince want to take a bath?" Xiaosi asked in a low voice, supporting him on the bed.

Qi Jian shook his head, listened intently for a moment, and confirmed that the footsteps had disappeared, he sat up straight: "Have you sent them back?"

"If you return to Shizi, I will send it back." Xiaosi Zhiqu stepped aside, hesitating to speak.

"Okay." Qi Jian was a little irritable, and waved her hand, "Is he not suspicious?"

He didn't mean the concubine, Xiaosi recalled the situation in the morning, and nodded firmly: "No, he inquired about the situation in the main courtyard in the morning, and then went to the female relatives, and then went back to the guest room and did not come out again."

This was expected by Qi Jian, he narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.After a while, he said softly: "Don't cover it too tightly, remember to let the wind out."

After saying this, even if this topic is over, Qi Jian has no appetite, so lunch is naturally avoided.

Looking at Qi Jian's face, Xiaosi sighed silently.

Every time the son took medicine, it was like this. It would be great if the concubine was here now. With the concubine here, the son's mood would be much better. Even if he didn't want to, he could eat as much as possible.Xiao Si reluctantly backed out of the door, praying that Liu Yi's conscience would find out and he could return home soon.

Xiaosi withdrew, and there was no other sound outside the door. It seems that today's surveillance is over?Qi Jian pressed her forehead, suppressed the distress in her chest, and looked up at the crabapple flowers outside the window.

Five years ago, the crabapple flower bloomed earlier, that day, before he went out, he stared at the crabapple flower like this.

Royal blue clothes, isn't it a bit old-fashioned?Emerald green seems to be inappropriate?What about Moon White?

Picking up the moon-white narrow-sleeved short robe and putting it on, the young Qi Jian looked at the bronze mirror and thought it was not good enough. Liu Yi seemed to prefer long robes?

Thinking of this, he took off his short robe, and chose a white gown, gestured for a while, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Xiao Si lowered her head and tried her best to hold back her smile. Today is the son's 15th birthday. They had made an appointment with Mr. Liu to meet at the Songhe Pavilion.

Before dawn, Shizi got up in a hurry, and began to try on clothes one by one in front of the bronze mirror. If he knew it, he said that he had been there for his birthday, but if he didn't know it, he thought he was going to get engaged.

The young Qi Jian was unaware of Xiaosi's slander, and continued to strictly select according to the engagement requirements. After choosing for a long time, he still hadn't chosen the clothes. He thought of something else, put down the clothes quickly, and went to the cabinet again.

Xiaosi looked at him curiously: "My lord, what are you looking for?"

"Is there a box?" Qi Jian searched for a while, but couldn't find the one she wanted. The kind of cardboard box Liu Yi mentioned seems to be rare?

Rare is not a problem, the big deal is to do it now, thinking so, he asked Xiaosi to explain, Xiaosi didn't know why, but he still prepared according to the order.

Not long after, he brought back a few pieces of paper and poked the limp rice paper, Qi Jian sighed, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it can be made into a box?After several attempts, but without success, Qi Jian had no choice but to give up the idea and put the jade tablet back into the wooden box.

Using paper to make a box to wrap presents can't be supported by bamboo and iron frames. Where did Liu Yi see this method?Curious, he picked out clothes and made up his mind that when he saw Liu Yi, he must ask him.

Of course, just asking this is not enough. The young man licked his lips and reviewed the words he had recited silently from beginning to end. His father said that when expressing his heart, he must think of a beautiful speech in advance.

This time back to Liu's house, Xiaosi didn't follow him anymore, but arranged for the driver and the carriage.

Liu Yi was sitting in the carriage, really bored, opened the curtains and started to be in a daze, it was still April, when the flowers bloomed in the warmth of spring, there were clusters of red, white and pink flowers on the trees on both sides, It's really beautiful.

Seeing a tree with pink flowers, Liu Yi inadvertently covered her teeth.

He had never seen a cherries tree, but in his previous life, he had seen plump red cherries in a supermarket, and finally saved enough money to buy some, which were sour and sweet, not too delicious.

After passing through, I happened to see a tree seller in the market. There was a painting next to the tree, a tree of small red fruits, isn't it just cherries?

Liu Yi asked the boss in detail. The fruit the boss described was the same size and shape as a cherries. Thinking of eating Qi Jian's sand fruit two days ago, Liu Yi licked his lips and bought the tree.

Who knew, it would be Haitang?

He clutched his sore teeth, imagining the young Qi Jian standing under the windshield, slowly picking a fruit, and putting it into his mouth full of anticipation. The expected sweetness did not appear, but his mouth was full of sourness.

This is obviously a funny picture, Liu Yi wanted to laugh in her heart, but the laughter climbed to her lips, but it turned into a sigh.

How many years does it take for a fruit tree to bear fruit?Liu Yi was not allowed to call, so Qi Jian was alone, silently collected sour crabapple fruit for several years, and silently sent someone to pickle it into candied fruit, Liu Yi was also not allowed to call.

The carriage drove away from the main street at a faster speed. The flowers on the flower trees outside the window could not be seen very clearly, only clusters could be seen.

This is not fast enough. If it is fast enough, the flowers will be connected into colored lines.

Five years ago, he rode alone on a horse and galloped towards the morning sun. The flowers and trees around him were all in a trance, connected into colorful lines?

Later, even if he was going to the battlefield, even if it was a bloody breakout, he never felt that kind of eagerness. It seemed that if he took a step slower, something important would slip away from his fingertips. It's about to disappear.

Rubbing her eyes, Liu Yi looked away from the window and touched her neck.

The string around his neck was warm, Liu Yi withdrew his hand, remained silent for a moment, pressed his chest through his clothes, under his palm, there was a vaguely rectangular outline, he poked at that thing, curled his lips helplessly.

This is the fate of not keeping promises. They said they wanted to give someone a birthday gift, but they didn't give it. So now, people don't trust themselves, and when they plan things, they want to send themselves away.

Cursing her lips again, Liu Yi took out a letter from the armhole. She waited all night last night, removing the messy paintings on her trousers, just waiting for this letter.Just such a letter, Xiaosi also told him that he could only open it halfway, and he didn't know what was in the letter?

Liu Yi clutched the letter, frowning, that little bastard drew strawberries on his pants while he was asleep, what the hell is that?

Isn't it just that you broke the appointment five years ago and didn't give you a birthday present?As for?Remembering the hatred for five years, the hatred is so great that you have to use a brush to dip the cinnabar, take out the posture of lighting a night battle, and draw dozens of strawberries of different sizes on your underwear to relieve your anger?

The more Liu Yi thought about it, the more helpless she became, but no matter how helpless she was, the letter still had to be opened.He carefully opened a corner of the envelope, before he could see the contents, his subordinates suddenly stopped, wait, strawberry?

Five years ago, on a sudden whim, he grabbed Qi Jian and asked quietly, "Have you ever grown strawberries?"

"Planting strawberries?" Qi Jian had a gentle smile on her fair face, and she was wearing a pure white cloak with rubies embedded at the end of the cloak.

Looking at Qi Jian with this appearance, Liu Yi subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and said nothing else.

"What kind of strawberry?" Qi Jian asked curiously.

"Just, just strawberries." Liu Yi felt uncomfortable.

He just heard from someone a few days ago that Qi Jian has a girl he likes, but after waiting, Qi Jian didn't come to confess to him.Good brother, if there is someone you like, but you don’t tell yourself, what kind of good brother is this?

Liu Yi lamented for a few days and forgot her friends, so she decided to take the initiative, what can someone do if she likes them?Make a date, hold hands, kiss on the lips?Thinking about it this way, the question of planting strawberries, if you don't pay attention, you will ask it out.

After asking the question, Liu Yi realized that something was wrong again. This was in ancient times, men and women could not kiss each other, and they met through a veil. What kind of strawberry did they go to?Thinking of this, and seeing Qi Jian's unconscious appearance, he wished he could swallow what he just said.

But the young Qi Jian didn't give him this chance at all: "What kind of strawberry is it?"

So, after five years, Qi Jian is planting strawberries?

No, what kind of strawberries are you planting? Does he know what it means to plant strawberries?Liu Yi's complexion changed a few times, and she sighed helplessly, forget it, don't care about whether you know it or not, it's still a matter of business.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and opened the letter with trembling fingertips.

Inside the envelope was a folded piece of rice paper sprinkled with gold on a white background. Liu Yi reckoned that most of the letter was written about the situation in the west. He took a deep breath, carefully took out the letter paper, unfolded it, and looked carefully, only to see that there was no trace of it on the paper. The handwriting, on the contrary, is in the center, straightened with cinnabar, and a bright red strawberry is drawn!