The front yard of the east hall does not have the bleakness of autumn. There are several peach and plum trees with buds emerging.
The hall was extremely quiet, exuding a warmth like spring. The red candles in the wall lamps shed tears, and the pearls on the gold and jade shone brightly.
Qiongying came alone, passed through the many palace doors, and smelled the fragrance of fruits and flowers wafting from the palace, and the fragrance was overflowing.
Qingjun heard the footsteps and looked back, just as he thought the person coming was her, so he quickly stepped forward to greet her.
Qiongying is wearing a lavender floor-length robe, with silver thread trimming the cuffs and hem. A white jade pendant hangs from her waist. It is unclear what words are engraved on the jade pendant.
Qingjun looked a little distracted. She hadn't worn lavender for a long time. She always felt out of reach and intimidating when she wore black. Purple was the most noble and beautiful color for her.
"What's wrong?" Qiongying had already walked in front of him, and the words spilled from her lips and echoed in the hall.
"I... want to invite you here. I'm too bored by myself." Qingjun breathed softly. This excuse seemed too far-fetched.
"You haven't had dinner yet?" Qiong Ying looked at the steaming food on the table.
"No, I'll wait for you to come." Qingjun lowered his eyes and said quietly.
"I'm not here." Qiong Ying smiled faintly, and her bright red lips outlined a stunning arc.
Qingjun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked at her, his heart skipping a beat. She looked like this, which made people lose consciousness, a little involuntary, and a little intoxicated.
"Let's go sit down."
Qingjun stretched out his hand and pulled the corners of her sleeves, and sat down with her on the soft cushion on the ground.
There is a white blanket spread under the soft cushions, and in the middle is a table with food, and there are a few unknown flowers next to it.
Inside the wall lamp are bright red candles commonly used for weddings, and the lampshades are embroidered with exquisite stickers with various meanings.
Both of them have extremely long hair, and their dark hair is scattered on the white blanket and tangled.
When Qingjun saw this, he had so many thoughts in his mind that he suddenly remembered a word and raised his eyebrows. It was not in vain that he had put so much thought into setting up such a scene.
There was a trace of struggle in Qingjun's eyes. No matter how realistic the situation was, it was all fake and he was deceiving himself.
"This is fruit wine. It has a very sweet taste. Try it." Qingjun was looking forward to it, so he took the white jade jug and poured a glass of wine for her.
"Sweet?" Qiongying looked at the wine in the cup doubtfully. The wine was amber in color and exuded a light fruity and wine aroma.
Qingjun hesitated for a moment, looked at her for a long time, and then nodded: "Yes, it's sweet."
Qiongying picked up the wine glass, shook it slightly, and was about to raise the glass and drink.
Qingjun raised his lips and smiled, looking at her casual gesture, he couldn't help but feel suffocated.
"Wait a minute." Qingjun suddenly took the wine glass in her hand and put it down.
Qiong Ying took back his failed hand and raised his eyes to look at him.
"Don't drink first, drink after eating, otherwise you will get drunk easily." Qingjun lowered his head slightly, and arranged the meal for her awkwardly, maybe because he was too nervous or something.
He didn't know what she liked to eat, but he only knew that she most often ate light pastries with fruity or tea flavors.
Qiongying picked up the chopsticks and ate the pastry at a very slow speed. She would eat whatever Qingjun put in her bowl.
"Drink tea." Qingjun thought she must be hungry until her bowl was filled with food, so he poured her another cup of hot tea.
"Why don't you eat?" Qiongying looked at him and asked.
"You eat slowly, I'll serve you the dishes first, and it won't be too late for me to eat slowly." Qingjun smiled, then picked up the chopsticks and ate with her.