Is the prince jealous today?

Qi Jian looked at the jade tablet and fell silent.

"Here." Liu Yi pursed his lips and handed the jade card forward again. Seeing that Qi Jian would not accept it, he grabbed Qi Jian's left hand and placed the jade card solemnly in his palm, "The gift from five years ago is now being replenished you."

After giving the jade token, Qi Jian's expression obviously became lively, and Liu Yi also smiled, but he was not willing to let go of his hand.

I didn't see it clearly last time, but this time I just took a look, just to see how deep it is. Thinking of this, Liu Yi gently opened Qi Jian's cuff, and carefully touched the scar with her fingers, along the scar. Touching it a little bit, Liu Yi's eyes turned red.

Qi Jian clenched the jade tablet tightly and withdrew her hand: "It's not what you think."

Liu Yi wanted to ask what was going on, but her throat seemed to be choked and she couldn't utter a single word.Obviously, the last time I saw it, I could suppress the emotions, but now it seems like a flood burst, and a few waves rolled in, breaking Liu Yi's proud self-restraint.

It must be due to illness, and her heart is fragile along with her body. Liu Yi told herself, stop, this is not a bloody drama, but on the other hand, her eyes were glued to the scar, unable to move away.

The location of the scar, as well as the direction of the wound, can be seen to be scratched by Qi Jian with his right hand grabbing the knife.

Slit his wrists, put them into a bathtub full of warm water, and specially instructed Xiaosi to sprinkle rose petals in the bathtub.The bright red petals cover the warm water in the bucket, and also cover the slight blush that slowly spread out with the water patterns.

It's not that you have a mortal heart, and you are so desperate for this world that you have no more nostalgia for it. How could you do such a thing?

"It's really not what you think." Qi Jian covered the scar with her sleeve, and poked his waist. Seeing that there was no response, she could only turn her head and lick his cheek, "Recover yourself."

Liu Yi finally blinked and turned to look at him: "I've been back."

"Huh?" Qi Jian didn't hear clearly.

I really came back. Five years ago, on the day I left the capital, I remembered that it was your birthday. Unfortunately, I was a step too late. I hurried to Songhe Pavilion, but there was no one in the pavilion.

Liu Yi silently finished speaking in her heart, turned around, and put her head on Qi Jian's shoulder.The tip of her nose touched the skin of Qi Jian's neck, Liu Yi twitched her throat twice, closed her eyes and lay still again.

The scorching breath swept across her neck, Qi Jian raised her eyebrows, and pulled her up: "I want to sleep and lie down on the couch."

Liu Yi's cheeks were flushed, she said hello, followed Qi Jian's pace, and slowly moved to the side of the bed, when Qi Jian covered him with the quilt and turned to leave, Liu Yi's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: " Do you blame me?"

Qi Jian looked back: "What?"

"Nothing." Liu Yi stared at those beautiful eyes and smiled, "Nothing."

For some unknown reason, Qi Jian also raised the corners of her lips, her eyes shining like stars.

Almost, I will never see these eyes again, almost, I will never see this person again, Liu Yi bit her lip, trying to suppress the pain in her heart.

do you blame me

But even if you blame me, even if you know that you are desperate enough to try to escape, if you give me another chance, I will still make the same choice.

I will still leave you alone, I will still ignore you when you are dying, and I will still put the lives of my parents and sister above you, what qualifications do I have to show that I am worthless? Worth the distress?

Knowing that he is not qualified, knowing that he has no position, but why, his eyes are getting more and more sore?

Liu Yi covered his eyes, took a deep breath, and before Qi Jian could walk out the door, the liquid in his eye sockets poured out, he could only quickly pull up the quilt and cover his head tightly.

Seeing his movements in one go, Qi Jian sighed helplessly, turned around and tried to pull down the quilt.

Liu Yi held on to the quilt tightly, and didn't intend to let go at all. During the stalemate, Qi Jian saw the quilt move, and Liu Yi seemed to turn over and lie on the bed.

Qi Jian let go of her hand, and saw that the small shaking of the quilt gradually increased. After a while, Liu Yi curled up, the quilt was arched, and the sound of breathing in the quilt was intermittent, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow.

I didn't say anything emotional just now, the fever just subsided, what are you doing?Qi Jian's face froze, and she licked her lips uncomfortably.

The curvature of the quilt was higher, and the sound of breathing was occasionally mixed with one or two low whimpers, but soon, the whimpering sound disappeared, as if it was just Qi Jian's illusion, but Qi Jian was confident that he heard the pain in the whimpering correctly .

It was only then that Qi Jian realized that his thinking was wrong. He quickly stretched out his hand to caress the quilt, and felt the person in the quilt bowed and shivered.

He wanted to lift the quilt to have a look, but just as he tore a corner away, Liu Yi yelled and stopped moving.

Qi Jian paused slightly, and then forcibly tore the quilt away.

"Don't move." Liu Yi's voice was weak, her body arched into a shrimp, both ear tips were glowing red, and she was fully dressed.

Pulling the person up, Qi Jian saw that Liu Yi's face was already covered with tears, her lower lip had been bitten off, and her cheeks were red again due to the high fever.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Qi Jian was both surprised and distressed, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and gently wiped Liu Yi's cheek.

Liu Yi was out of breath from crying, but she gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound, and even tried to turn her face away to avoid Qi Jian's hand.

Qi Jian was helpless, she put her hand on his back and patted him: "I'm not dead, why are you crying?"

Hearing this, Liu Yi felt as if her heart had been stabbed, and her whole body trembled from the pain.He wanted to refute, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into sobs, stopped abruptly with a small sound, and returned to the mode of biting his lips and weeping silently.

"Your mouth is more ruthless than mine." Qi Jian tried to pry his mouth away, but failed, seeing him biting his lower lip to bleed again, she had to coax, "Cry out, my heart aches."

With a gentle tone of voice, paired with lethal words, Liu Yi finally failed, and cried out uncontrollably, her body twitched, as if she might lose her breath at any moment.

Qi Jian sighed, and hugged the person and the quilt together in her arms: "How old are you, and you still cry, did you cry for all your military exploits?"

Liu Yi gasped for breath and didn't say a word, curled up in Qi Jian's arms and cried for a while, then suddenly realized, what is she doing?Uneasiness and shame took over, and the sobbing finally stopped slowly.

"I didn't want to cry." The words with a nasal sound were obviously not convincing, Liu Yi wiped her face, patted her own cheek twice, "Okay, I'm done crying."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his cheeks, took a deep breath, smiled on his lips, and curled his eyes. If it weren't for the red circles around his eyes, he really couldn't tell that he had cried.

Qi Jian was so shocked by his face-changing that he didn't say a word, paused for a moment, and then said: "I went to Sichuan, and even learned the unique skill of changing faces."

Liu Yi rubbed her eyes and smiled: "Haven't I always been like this? I turn my face and deny people."

Qi Jian glanced at him and said nothing.

Liu Yi's illness came on quickly, but it didn't go away as fast as expected. After the first time the fever subsided, she repeated it several times. It seemed that it was the twelfth lunar month before finally getting better.

On the contrary, Qi Jian, in the past two months, there were no major affairs in the court, and the frontier was considered stable. After a few days of leisure, her health improved obviously, her cough and fever basically disappeared, and her height even grew a little.

"I'm an adult, but you're still growing? Only when I lowered my head to draw a picture, I can see that your hair is on top."

Liu Yi compared the heights of the two of them, full of resentment. He was taller than himself before, but if he grows longer, the difference in height will become more obvious.

Qi Jian ignored him and was drawing something.

Liu Yi leaned over to have a look, and said with emotion: "What a beautiful red plum, but the color is a little pale, isn't it?"

Qi Jian finished drawing the last few pink flower buds, put down the pen, picked up the painting and handed it to Liu Yi: "If you like it, I will reward you, hang it on the bedside, and look at it every night."

Before Liu Yi pretended to say thank you, Qi Jian pulled the painting out of his arms, put it back on the table, picked up the brush again, dipped some ink, and drew something on it.

Curious, Liu Yi followed the tip of his pen and looked at it bit by bit. He had black hair in a high bun, a gold crown inlaid with beads, a black fur collar with white tips, a black shawl, a dark red jacket, and a sword in his left hand. Holding the wine jar in his right hand, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, he is clearly Qi Jian himself.

Liu Yi pointed at the painting, both amused and helpless: "Draw yourself, let me hang it on the bedside, and look at it every night?"

"Otherwise? Who else do you want to see?" Qi Jian squinted at him, and Dan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, "Huh?"

"Look at you, just look at you." Liu Yi was defeated, stared at the painting for a while, and felt a little dissatisfied, "You can also draw me, look at the side, there is such a big empty area. "

Qi Jian mercilessly refused.

"Draw one." Liu Yi held the painting in his hands, the more he looked at the blank space, the more it looked like it was reserved for himself.

Qi Jian handed him the pen: "I want to draw by myself."

"I don't have the same skills as you." Liu Yi touched his neck uncomfortably, the neck was empty, and there was no thin thread, so he had to touch his nose instead, looking for something to say, "Hey, your hand is blue. , who taught it?"

Qi Jian didn't speak, and slowly lowered her eyes.

Looking at it like this, it was obviously King Qi.The little tyrannosaurus was brought up again, Liu Yi wished he could swallow the words, and quickly changed the topic: "I said you are really good, like me, don't talk about drawing people, let me draw a bird , I can’t even draw it.”

Qi Jian glanced at him and raised her eyebrows: "What's the problem? It's just a few lines. When you are completely cured, I will allow you to follow the drawing."

How did it become a few lines?Besides, what permission do you need to paint after a bird?Liu Yi was stunned, her face turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Didn't you start it?" Qi Jian laughed lowly, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, she was really pretty, "When the time comes, the painting will be finished, and you will hang it on the bedside together, watching it day and night, looking at it Ten or eight years, no, only when you see you are seven or eighty, you can take it off."

"Why did I hang that thing on the bed, me?" Liu Yihong listened, feeling that the innocent boy in the past was gone forever, and before he could come up with any words to counterattack, Qi Jian had already put away his paintbrush and looked out of the window .

"Snowing."

Liu Yi followed and looked out the window, and saw the rustling snowflakes falling, the ground and branches were already stained white.

"Rui Xuezhao Fengnian, have you heard it? In fact, there is a poem, which is not within the scope of the exam syllabus. I read it in an extracurricular book before. It said that it is better to use less snow, because many people still can't afford charcoal."

After Liu Yi finished speaking, she thought for a while, then clapped her hands: "Finally, I remembered that there are poor people in Chang'an, so it's not advisable to be lucky."

Turning her head, Qi Jian's eyes fluctuated a little. The always cautious person was so relaxed in front of her that she didn't notice, and even mentioned strange words such as exam syllabus and extracurricular books.

In his mind, he was special, this cognition made Qi Jian involuntarily raise the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to embrace Liu Yi, and kissed her gently.