Chapter 174 Never quarrel

"Why don't you die..." For a long time, Li Rongrong stared at Ling Yue with resentment and said quietly, "You will definitely die, you will." After saying that, she slowly turned around and left with some weakness. Looking at Li Rongrong's back, Ling Yue actually felt that the back was so desolate and lonely.

"Sister, don't take her words seriously." Liu Ye saw Ling Yue's expression and thought that she was angry because of Li Rongrong's words just now.

Ling Yue smiled and said, "Is there something wrong with her brain? I came all the way here to say such a sentence. If you can scold people to death casually, that's not bad. However... she seems to have changed, a little, a little, a little..." Ling Yue thought for a long time and didn't think of any words to describe Li Rongrong.

"It's a little different." Liu Ye continued with Ling Yue's words.

"Yes, it has become different." Ling Yue agreed, but she felt that this sentence was no different from what she didn't say. In short, it's nonsense.

Li Rongrong, who walked out of the imperial uterus, still had a resentment. I don't know when he was no longer the carefree prime minister's daughter. Suddenly, a touch of blue ink figure appeared in front of Li Rongrong, like the blood sun coated Xia Wuchen's figure with a thin golden light, which looked a little solemn from a distance. Xia Wuchen, standing in the pavilion, did not notice Li Rongrong. At this moment, what Xia Wuchen was thinking about was what a woman had said to her.

Li Rongrong looked at Xia Wuchen in a stunned manner. At that moment, Li Rongrong only felt unbearable. It seemed that there were all kinds of grievances but no one told her. Even the crown princess Qingyi walked to her side and didn't notice it.

"Princess?" Qingyi called Li Rongrong several times in a soft voice, and then Li Rongrong turned her head in a trance.

"Hmm?" Li Rongrong turned around and seemed to have doubts between her eyebrows.

"Why is the princess standing here?" Qingyi followed Li Rongrong's eyes and saw Xia Wuchen standing alone in the pavilion with his hands behind his back. He thought for a moment, "Is the princess here to find the prince?"

Li Rongrong shook her head and said lightly, "Princess, I have something else to do. Let's go first."

Qingyi smiled and said, "Well, they are all a family. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."

"Hmm." Li Rongrong leaned sideways and left.

Qingyi looked at Li Rongrong's back, and then saw that Xia Wuchen had turned around and looked at himself from the pavilion. But Qingyi knew that Xia Wuchen was not looking at himself, but at a certain point in the void. Whenever she is alone with Xia Wuchen, she will feel that Xia Wuchen's eyes have never really fallen on her. Even if it is face to face, Qingyi also feels as transparent and non-existent in front of Xia Wuchen.

The highest contempt is speechless, but in Qingyi's view, the highest contempt is to treat you completely as air. Although Qingyi, who grew up under the care of her elders, had resentment, she told her rationally that she must not put all her emotions on her face like Wu Xiang. Qingyi has seen many women around her father, but no matter how beautiful and talented they are, they have never grasped her father's heart. Since then, her father's heart has been firmly grasped by her mother, allowing her mother to be extremely ugly.

When she was very young, Qingyi never understood why her handsome father would marry an ugly mother. However, with the passage of time, Qingyi found that her mother was as gentle as a lake and could tolerate everything. And her mother always said that every time there is a quarrel, the crack will deepen a little, and once the crack appears, it can no longer be repaired. Therefore, in my memory, my mother has never been angry, and his father always looks gentle.

After many years, Qingyi knew that her mother had also had a beautiful appearance, but she didn't know why, and she didn't know who destroyed her appearance.

Never quarrel, this is my mother's eternal words. Qingyi has always remembered.

The twilight quickly closed, and the sky gradually became dark. Qingyi turned around and didn't walk to the pavilion after all. Most of them don't like themselves. Because the woman he thought of lives in the Zhemei Hall. Qingyi, who wanted to go back to his bedroom, couldn't help walking to the Zhemei Hall.

The night song, the place Xia Wuchen misses is here. Because there are no palace slaves, Qingyi doesn't know whether she should go in. If she goes in without saying hello, will it be a little abrupt? In addition, if you go in, what should you say? Thinking of this, Qingyi still turned around. However, as soon as he turned around, he heard Ling Yue stop him.

"Today, it seems that many people want to come to my Zhemei Hall, Princess, please."

Qingyi did not shirk, but entered the room generously. Looking around the room, I saw a bookcase next to the bed, with many books piled up, half a meter high. After Qingyi's breast palace, although she had seen Ling Yue a few times, she had never been to the folding plum hall. At the same time, Qingyi also doesn't understand why Xia Wuchen falls in love with this woman who is not as good-looking as himself. Maybe there is nothing special about it. But Qingyi also heard that Murong Lingyue can neither play chess nor draw, and can't even write the most ordinary words. Why does such a woman make Xia Wuchen worried?

"Princess, what's the matter?"

"Actually, there is nothing wrong, and I don't know why I got here." Qingyi did not intend to hide anything and said frankly.

"Well, I also often do things for no reason. Let's make tea at night, ah... Remember to put more tea."

"Good." In an instant, Liu Ye's figure disappeared, and Ling Yue even felt that she had seen the remnants. How much has this boy improved in martial arts? Ling Yue couldn't help thinking so.

"Don't be so troublesome." Qingyi smiled faintly.

"No, no, no, in fact, I just want to drink tea myself, not for you."

Qingyi was stunned and felt more and more that Ling Yue was spoiled and proud, but her good cultivation did not make her attack immediately. Then, Qingyi turned all her emotions into a smile: "Tea tasting lies in the peace of mind. I don't know if I have disturbed Ling Yue here?"

"No bother, I can treat you as if you don't exist when I taste tea." Ling Yue said it very seriously.

Qingyi nodded slightly: "That's fine, then I'll sit here for a while."

"Good." Although Ling Yue said so, she had a little more affection for Qingyi in her heart. It seems that the princess's heart is not bad, but a good heart also represents one thing, that is, this person's city is very deep. I'm afraid it can only be seen in the future whether Qingyi is more broad-minded or more in the city.

After a while, Liu Ye entered the room with a pot of freshly brewed tea.

Ling Yue poured two cups of tea, one for herself, and the other cup for Qingyi: "This tea is good. Princess, please taste it."

Qingyi picked up the teacup, and the strong fragrance of tea rushed to her face: "Is this tea... Pudu Cloud?"

"Good eyesight, this is Pudu Cloud." While Ling Yue spoke, she took a sip.

Rao Qingyi, who has lived a life like a princess since he was a child, can't help looking at Puduyun in his hand with some emotion. Pudu cloud grows in the extremely coldest place in the northernmost part of the State of Chu. In the coldest ten days of the year, the leaves of Pudu cloud trees will change from silvery white to light green. At that time, the light green leaves will be picked off and the tea leaves will be concocted into the deer blood within 12 hours, which can be dried naturally. It seems simple, but in the place where the Purdue cloud tree grows, a white poisonous insect often appears. If it is bitten by that poisonous insect, it will immediately turn into ice and die. What's more terrible is that because the extremely cold place is full of white snow, and the poisonous insects hidden in the white snow are also white, so it is difficult to see with the naked eye. Most people who pick tea die. Even if they are lucky enough to pick the tea, if they can't put the tea into the warm deer blood within 12 hours, the Puduyun tea will wither immediately.

Therefore, Puduyun tea can be said to be more precious than gold, and some people call it green gold. The value of one or two ordinary clouds is almost 1,000 taels of gold. Even so, there are still many people who can't get a lot of money. However, the inspectorate is not included among the hard-to-see people.

"It's so luxurious..." Qingyi does not hide her admiration of Puduyun. Good tea is good tea. There is no need to hide her admiration for the person who invites tea.