Are you in the Shura field today?

Hearing what Xin Fei said, Li Zuoqing naturally agreed, but she didn't know that she had already been taken by Xin Fei into a date.

The cold winter is approaching, and the last few days are sunny. People always want to spend more time getting together, and I heard that the street market in three days will be no more lively than the Moon Festival.

Xin Fei's words are full of expectations for the outside world. At one time, he mentioned the sugar art of a sugar painter in Huajie, and at another time, he mentioned which precious lantern shop was limited to winter.

He also mentioned that she once secretly hung a golden red lantern under the eaves of Tianxiang Tower, like a bird holding a ball of fire and spreading its wings.

When Li Zuoqing heard her describe the scenes of the past years in a low voice, she couldn't help but look forward to it.

Xin Fei seems to like the world outside the mansion very much, and wonders if the Princess Mansion is holding her back?

no, I can not.Li Zuoqing immediately denied it in her heart. If Xin Fei wanted to leave, she would definitely not stop her.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously glanced at Xin Fei with a somewhat lonely look.

The other party quickly noticed her change, stretched out his hand to hold her arm, and got close to her at an exact distance.

"How does His Highness Lang Yu feel?"

"Well, I think it's very good," Li Zuoqing said with a light smile, "What you said is so interesting, I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

Hearing this, Xin Fei felt a little more relaxed. She thought that Li Zuoqing was not happy to go out with her, and she was the only one who was happily looking forward to the date in a few days.

But Li Zuoqing did have some concerns.

The two chatted about the customs and habits of the people in the past, and returned to Fengyang Pavilion talking and laughing.

Li Zuoqing didn't care much about Xin Fei, so when she entered the study, she asked someone to come in and sit with her.

She guessed that Xin Fei was probably illiterate, and she was hesitating whether to give her the picture book that had been converted into an opera, or to give her the complete chess book. When she turned around, she found that Xin Fei was holding on to the tea table, squinting. He closed his eyes and yawned a little.

After the other party was discovered, his lazy and sleepy eyes dodged a little, and his mouth was tightly squeezed.

Li Zuoqing felt that her defenseless appearance was natural and cute, and asked gently, "Are you sleepy?"

Xin Fei was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to touch her head after sensing Her Royal Highness approaching.

"Well, a little." She felt warm and admitted.

"Then go to the couch behind the screen and rest for a while, and I will call you when you have dinner." Li Zuoqing couldn't help but rubbed Xin Fei's soft forehead hair again.

When Li Zuoqing withdrew her hand, Xin Fei said hello, and walked lightly to the couch where the princess was resting behind the screen.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell of heavenly stem letter incense will be, and it will finally condense on the quilt covered by the princess.

The feeling of sleeping in it was like being hugged by Lang Yu.

Although she knew that Li Zuoqing couldn't see anything through the screen, Xin Fei buried her face in the quilt a little bit ashamedly, and the fragrance of Tiangan and Dikun slowly blended in this small space.

On the other side of the screen, Li Zuoqing heard Xin Fei quiet down, and after a while, she couldn't help opening the letter Lin Qiwu left for her before leaving.

She has already done enough psychological construction.

——Whether it's pressure and intimidation from the Prime Minister's Mansion, or Lin Qiwu's disappointment and dislike of her, she can accept it.

But Zhanxin, nothing.In other words, it didn't have everything Li Zuoqing expected.

This letter may be more like a longing love letter than a farewell. The yellowed and slightly wrinkled pages are not written at once, but more like a combined book that the author has considered for a long time and finished writing many times.

The letter was filled with the past of the original owner and Lin Qiwu's childhood sweetheart, and every sentence abruptly touched the memories in Li Zuoqing's mind.

Lin Qiwu was five years old at the time, and he met the young Lang Yu beside the pear blossom swing. The pink face and doll-like delicate clothes made the young eldest princess especially like it.

The eldest princess wanted to strike up a conversation with this lovely younger sister, so she wiped behind her back the purple-stained little hands after picking mulberries from her father, and then quietly went to swing Lin Qiwu on the swing.

The young Lin Qiwu looked up at her with pure and curious eyes, and his round black eyes were as lively as the starry night sky.

In just a moment, it was completely branded in the original owner's heart.

Spring and autumn came, and after two years, the two were already close relatives and friends.

When he was seven years old, Lang Yu took Lin Qiwu to the Imperial Forest Garden to shake peaches, but in the end he tricked Lin Qiwu onto a peach branch in a dilemma. In the end, Lang Yu went down first, opened his arms underneath and let him jump off.

Lin Qiwu closed his eyes, and while complaining to Lang Yu in fear, he clutched the tree trunk tightly and dared not move.

In the end, the eldest princess lied to her, a caterpillar landed on the leaf behind her, frightened Lin Qiwu to fall, and happened to be picked up by the original owner with outstretched arms.

But the two young children bumped into each other, and both rolled into the sand, staining Lin Qiwu's new dress.In the end, Lang Yu paid for his carelessness for a long time, but it didn't stop Lin Qiwu from crying all the way back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

……

Being reminded of these memories of the original owner, Li Zuoqing felt uncontrollably grief as if being bewitched, and even the hand holding the letter trembled slightly.

The suffocating feeling that was sealed by her suddenly choked in her chest like a ball of cotton.

She crumpled the letter, her eyes were hot, and her rationality and emotion were about to be split in two.

Li Zuoqing asked the system as if looking for a life-saving straw: "Can you help me delete the memory of the original owner, I would rather lose my memory and not remember Lin Qiwu."

The system's electronic speaker waited for a while before slowly answering her.

[...Maybe it is possible, but now this system does not have this permission to modify the memory of the host at will. 】

"Do you know what the original owner was thinking all day?!" Li Zuoqing complained, and punched the table angrily, "Am I here to suffer for this single-headed lunatic!!"

Hearing the sound of "dong", she immediately remembered Xin Fei who was asleep behind the screen, and was immediately brought back to consciousness.

She turned her head and carefully observed the movement behind the screen for a while.

There was no sound, and Xin Fei was still asleep.

Li Zuoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and drank the glass of water on the desk, then folded the letter into a ball and pressed it under the book like an ostrich.

"I don't want to! No matter how much I think about it, I will only get angry, so I won't watch it!" Li Zuoqing didn't know whether he was discussing with the system or with himself.

Then she lay on the table sullenly, leaned on the book, closed her eyes and started counting sheep, hoping to help herself escape by falling asleep.

As she counted, Rolle's theorem and various Taylor series in the university classroom floated in her mind, and then floated to the densely packed data rules on the commercial machine of the exposition she wore in the previous company... Countless Memories came one after another, but those days were getting darker and darker, and the sadness of parting made her cry in her sleep.

In the midst of grief, the memories of Lin Qiwu's childhood flashed through her mind, and her actions seemed to have been experienced by herself.

A moment of joy dilutes the pain.

At this time, the pear tree bloomed again in front of Li Zuoqing, but the one standing there was no longer the young Lin Qiwu, but the grown-up Lin Qiwu, who was full of deliberate and scheming secrets in every frown and smile.

She wants me to ascend the throne, she wants me to marry her as a concubine, and she wants me to bring all the benefits to the prime minister's mansion.

What am I?I am nothing to her.

Li Zuoqing decided to turn around and leave, but there seemed to be a soul in her body that was drawn to move forward.

She had no choice but to yell, but the body that stopped in place lost the support of the soul, and began to sink as if her feet were stuck in a mud.

Does her soul want her body?

Li Zuoqing broke out in a cold sweat anxiously in the dream, and the lonely and dark sense of betrayal made her completely unaware that she had wet her sleeves from crying.

Xin Fei behind the screen actually only fell into a light sleep for a while.

She was not used to resting in a strange place, but because of Li Zuoqing's breath, she slept peacefully for a while.

Until she heard the eldest princess smashing the table suddenly behind the screen, she quietly paid attention to the movement behind her.

Tiangan Xinxiang became unstable and seemed to be in self-confrontation.

She realized that Lang Yu was asleep, and stepped out of the screen lightly, and she saw Tian Gan resting on the table.

Xin Fei laughed silently, and went back to the couch to get a warm cloak, only to find the eldest princess frowning and weeping silently when she walked in.

There was a slight pain in her heart, and she tried to touch the water from the eldest princess's face very carefully, but the teardrops kept gushing like a small stream, which made her feel distressed and funny.

So Xin Fei took a step back, opened his arms and compared the princess's stature - slightly longer than her, but it was not difficult for her to hug this person.

But after gesticulating against the air twice, Xin Fei gave up the idea of ​​carrying him to the couch, and instead squeezed beside the princess. After covering both of them with furry cloaks, he wrapped his arms around the princess's waist and fell asleep. up.

"Xin Fei."

When Li Zuoqing woke up a little bit, she first smelled the familiar Dikun Xinxiang on the tip of her nose.

Then feel something hanging on your body.

"???"

As soon as she lowered her head, Xin Fei's white and soft face was placed next to her arm, because the table was cold, she grabbed the fur collar of the cloak and put her fingers under her face.

Wait, isn't Xin Fei sleeping behind a screen?And this cloak should also be brought by her, right?

Li Zuoqing had a weird expression, staring at the sleeping man, decided not to pursue this issue, and didn't want to get up.

So he just let himself go and lay down again, looking sideways at Xin Fei's unbelievably beautiful face.

The fluff on the collar of the cloak seemed to have scratched Xin Fei's chin. The person in the dream frowned and rubbed his fingers coldly. After finally rubbing it away, the fluff stood up again and scratched back and forth on her face. .

Finally, Xin Fei couldn't help opening his eyes, and grabbed Li Zuoqing who was still holding a handful of snow-white velvet.

Xin Fei looked at Li Zuoqing's eyes, as if saying: "Are you still a child?"

And Li Zuoqing threw away the ball of fluff in a serious manner, pretending nothing happened, but the successful smile on his face has already exposed everything.

The remaining redness in the corners of her eyes and the bright smile she showed again moved the hearts of the viewers.

Xin Fei, who was always indifferent, also laughed, and in the next second, the eldest princess, who was no longer a child, raised the cloak and covered Xin Fei's head, and then wrapped her like a cocoon.

"Your Highness?" Xin Fei was caught off guard.

A warm hug followed.

Li Zuoqing swayed back and forth in her arms, and said vaguely: "Just stay by my side..."

But in the ear of someone in the cloak, there was a group of coquettish voices of "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhh'" was it falling into the ear of someone in the cloak, her heart softened, so she let her mess around.

The author has something to say:

Xin Fei looks like a weak girl, but she can actually hug Princess Xiao Zuo.