His expression was solemn, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness on his handsome face. His red clothes rustled in the wind. He was not tied up, and his black hair hung down his back and was tied with silk, which made him even more chic.
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He looked at the rockery and suddenly smiled faintly at Yuan Qing Ling, "When I was a child, I always jumped off the rockery, dived into the lake, laughed and played with the fish, and never stopped enjoying it."
Yuan Qingling slowly walked over and looked at the rockery he was talking about. The water flowed into the lake, splashing white water foam. Because it was too far away to see whether the fish were playing there, she said calmly:
"Really? Does Xianbei also like to build rockeries and flowing water in the yard?"
"I grew up in the Northern Tang Dynasty." Young Master Hongye turned around, with his back to the rockery, and faced Yuan Qingling. There seemed to be a piece of amber in his eyes, with a hint of blue in the maroon, "This is my first time meeting the prince.
When I was a concubine, I was at a palace banquet."
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Yes, the first time we met was at the palace banquet." It was really strange for him to say these words. There seemed to be no purpose, but it always made people feel uncomfortable.
"Ever since that time, I always wanted to see the Crown Princess again, so I stayed in Beitang for a while and met the Crown Princess by chance. I'm afraid the Crown Princess won't remember it, right?"
Yuan Qingling frowned, "What do you want to say?"
Young Master Hongye stared at her with an unclear expression, "Don't be offended, Crown Princess. I don't have any bad thoughts towards the Crown Princess. It's just that the Crown Princess looks exactly like an old friend of mine, so I want to take a few more looks."
"If you want to see her, why don't you go find her directly?" Yuan Qing Ling said.
Mr. Hongye lowered his eyes and said softly: "This old friend of mine is no longer in this world. I will never see her again in this life."
Yuan Qing was startled and looked at him.
The sorrow and sadness flowing out of his eyes were so real, it didn't look like an act at all, especially the wetness in his eyes, as if tears were about to well up, and seeing his beautiful eyebrows dyed red, it really looked like
Looks like he's about to cry.
Yuan Qingling didn't know his intention in saying these words to her. This person seemed indifferent and elegant, but his eyes and actions could make people feel full of scheming. This was a particularly contradictory person. Yuan Qingling was sure that he would not do it.
It's a useless thing to do, let alone have time to chat with her here, there must be some intention.
Therefore, Yuan Qing Ling said: "I don't like to guess when talking. If you have anything, it's better to just say it directly."
"No really, I just really want to see you." He still stared at Yuan Qingling, full of nostalgia.
"That's enough!" Yuan Qing Ling was slightly stunned, "Master, please be careful. If you say things like this again, the Prince of Chu's Mansion will no longer welcome you."
"Don't be angry, you don't want to hear it, I just won't say it." He was a little stunned, and slowly turned away, leaving his tall back, "But you don't know, when I was in Beitang,
I secretly visited you several times and knew that he was good to you, so I felt relieved to go back. I thought at that time, if he was not good to you, whether you still remember me or not, I would take you away.
I have sworn that I will never let you suffer the slightest injustice again in this life."
These words made Yuan Qingling's hair stand on end.
Do you remember him? They had never known each other before. Where did they start talking about this?