237, the belt is getting wider and I will not regret it
"Which of your eyes have noticed that I'm constipated?" Zhong Qingye said angrily, reaching out to brush his hair, quickly tied it into a handful, and tied it behind his head. "Either come in, or go back and forth from where you are! I
I don’t have time to mess around with you.”
"Tsk, tsk..." The other party smacked his mouth in a leisurely manner, opened the door and walked in: "You are very angry today. Who provoked you?"
Zhong Qingye glanced at Xing, who was obviously suppressing his smile, and the expression on his face clearly showed the word disgust. "What are you doing here?"
Xing stretched out his hand and touched his nose, then glanced at the squirming sack in the center of the room. He did a good job of hiding the curve that was about to curl up at the corner of his mouth. "Ah, come here when you have nothing to do."
Zhong Qingye said with a smile: "Oh, thank you very much."
Hearing that Zhong Qingye's tone was not pleasant, Xing Shan put his fist to his lips, pretended to cough, and his expression gradually became serious: "Presumably, Feng has already told you the news."
Zhong Qingye squinted at him, expressed his contempt with his eyes, and asked loudly, "Is this why you came to ask such nonsense?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Xing's face, and he quickly returned to his original serious look, looking at Zhong Qingye seriously: "I just want to ask you, what are you thinking?"
After a few days of getting along with each other, Xing gradually discovered that Zhong Qingye was not the kind of person he imagined who cared about status and class, so he spontaneously changed the title from "you" to "you", and the sound suddenly changed.
You have to be intimate.
Upon hearing his words, Zhong Qingye suddenly slid down on the table like a pile of mud: "What do you think?"
Xing looked angrily at her energetic look, and was too angry to say anything about her pretending to be stupid, so he could only explain with great patience: "Prince Rui already knows your whereabouts, Black Eagle and White Eagle
He is also rushing to Dongshang Palace, besides..."
He paused for a moment, then continued in a serious tone: "Don't you have any idea at all?"
Zhong Qingye retorted lazily: "What do you think I should think?"
Xing was choked by her words and couldn't speak for a while.
After holding it in for a long time, he murmured: "Although I don't know why you left Prince Rui's Mansion, it's obvious that Prince Rui cares about you, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to such trouble to find you. What about you? I
I don’t believe you have no feelings for Qi Mo at all.”
Zhong Qingye's throat was inexplicably blocked, and he seemed to want to refute something, but in the end he just lowered his head and remained silent.
With the hesitation and hesitation that was rarely clearly shown on her face, and even some incredible uneasiness, she frowned and walked slowly to her side. Just as she was about to speak, she unexpectedly caught sight of the thick ink that had not dried around her.
of rice paper.
Xing was curious and picked it up.
What was written on the rice paper was a poem that he had never heard before. It was written in extremely vigorous running script. Each stroke was free and powerful. It was hard to imagine that this kind of writing was written by an eighteen-year-old girl.
What surprised him more than the font was the content written on the paper, which he could not help but read out.
"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind blows softly, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy. In the grass and smoke, I wonder who will lean on the railing. I want to get drunk on the wild and crazy picture, and sing to the wine, and the strong music returns. The clothes are getting wider and wider.
I will never regret it, and I will make people haggard because of Yi."
As soon as Zhong Qingye heard his voice, he jumped up from his chair, snatched the rice paper from his hand, and shouted angrily: "No one taught you not to touch other people's things!"
Xing stared blankly at the abnormal blush appearing on both sides of her cheeks, and suddenly felt that her brain cells were racing and messy.
"The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. I feel haggard because of Yi..." Xing repeated in a daze.
Zhong Qingye became angry: "Stop reading it!"
She raised her hand angrily and was about to tear the rice paper apart.
Xing was startled and hurriedly snatched it from her hand. Fortunately, Zhong Qingye didn't have the intention to fight with him, and he snatched it away without paying attention. "Give it back!" She glared at Xing angrily.
Xing looked at her nonchalantly: "Don't be so angry, it's just a poem."
Zhong Qingye put down his hand angrily and turned his head away from him.
Xing carefully opened the rice paper and read it again. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Good words! Really good words! I have never seen such words. Did you write it yourself?"
Zhong Qingye didn't bother to talk to him at all. Of course, she couldn't have written this word. But this modern famous "Die Lian Hua" appeared in this unknown world. Does it make any difference whether she wrote it or not? She
I was just scribbling with a brush consciously, but I didn't know that I wrote this poem without knowing it.
...Oh my God, what on earth is going on in her mind?
When he thought of the last ambiguous word, Zhong Qingye felt like his head was bigger than a bucket.
After reading it carefully, his face suddenly became strange. His words were no longer Zhong Qingye's, but his expression was really strange indescribably.
Zhong Qingye stared at him, the woman's shyness turned into anger when she was discovered, and said in a very angry tone: "What do you want to say?!"
OK:"……"
Even if he really wanted to say something, he wouldn't be able to say anything after being yelled at by her...
However, the meaning of this word is really...
Is it possible that this word is Zhong Qingye's current state of mind?
Half-moon eyes reappeared in the world, and Xing looked at Zhong Qingye lazily. What, he almost thought that the princess really ran away because she had no feelings for Prince Rui Qi Mo, but now with this word in his hand, okay
I really feel that he was worrying too much before.
When he was kicked out of the room by Zhong Qingye, Xing stared blankly at the closed door. Before he could return the rice paper to her, he spoke for a long time.
"Give me that lyric."
Xing hurriedly turned around and was about to salute the moment he saw the man. The man waved his hand and took the rice paper directly from his hand. He opened it and didn't say anything for a while.
Xing Ye was very obedient and didn't say anything.
After a long, long time, I heard the man's faint voice: "Find an envelope, seal it, and send it to Prince Rui's Mansion."
Xing was surprised and blurted out: "Why?"
The other party waved his hand gently, and his fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was a little drunk, but he seemed to have never been so clear-headed. He handed the rice paper back to Xing, and he turned and left.
The hem of the gorgeous purple-blue clothes moved slightly, and large swaths of butterflies fluttered as if they were about to spread their wings and fly away. The monster-like man turned around with a smiling expression on his face.
"Remember, you must hand it over to Qi Mo with your own hands."