Chapter 73: Unintentional

In front of Ling Wang's Mansion the next day, the atrium was flat and wide with water-milled bluestone, and the trees were shaded. A servant walked out of the backyard quickly, walking hurriedly, walking in a hurry.
Ye Tianling had just returned to the house from the outside and was throwing the horse's rein to the guard. The attendant saw him and hurriedly stopped: "Your Highness."
Ye Tianling nodded, and asked casually, "What are you going to do?"
The servant bowed and replied: "Mrs. Bai sent the young man to ask the Royal Doctor Wang."
Ye Tianling's eyes moved, and he stood in front of the steps and turned back: "What is the matter of Xuan Yuyi?"
"I didn't say anything in the house."
The royal doctor Wang had always treated the female servants of the palace. Ye Tianling was worried about Qing Chen, so he went to Shuyuyuan after entering the palace.
The water in Shuyuyuan was quiet, and several maids were sweeping the temple, but Qing Chen was not there, and no one knew where they had gone. Upon learning of Ye Tianling's descendant, Ling Wangfu's servant Wu Wei hurried over.
Ye Tianling asked him: "Where is the princess?"
Wu Wei replied: "Back to your Highness, the princess is with Mrs. Qian Wei in Siyuan."
Ye Tianling was a little surprised: "What's the matter?"
"Mrs. Qianwei... Suspended herself."
Ye Tianling heard the words, and his eyes flashed with surprise. Wu Wei whispered: "His Royal Highness ordered the two wives to be sent to the other hospital yesterday. Today, when I was sent to invite Mrs. Qian Wei, the wife found her short-sightedness. Fortunately, the discovery was timely, and the princess was rescued with a golden needle."
"What did the princess say?"
"Nothing said."
"Understood, you go down." After a moment of silence, Ye Tianling faintly ordered.
Wu Wei looked at Ye Tianling's face, extremely cold, like a high peak, indifferent. He bowed, exited the Shuyu Academy, and went to Siyuan after some thoughts, but when he saw Mrs. Bai hiding the door, he shook his head.
"Why, can't it be saved?" Wu Wei's heart sank and asked.
"People are saved." Madam Bai glanced at the room. Wu Wei vaguely heard someone crying: "Wang Hao, Qian Wei dare not ask for anything else. I just want to stay in the house, and I beg the princess not to drive me out of the house."
For a while, there seemed to be only Qian Wei's sobbing, Wu Wei whispered: "Speaking of which, the princess is not like a caregiver."
Mrs. Bai swept the pale sideburns and said, "From my point of view, the princess and His Royal Highness are really the same, and that arrogance is not lost at all. I didn't care about it at all. What are you talking about?"
Wu Wei also stunned, shook his head and said: "I don't understand it. Since the princess doesn't care, why is your Royal Highness rushing people out of the blue, making Mrs. Qianyi find her short-sightedness?"
"Are you confused?" Madam Bai sighed, "Our Royal Highness is really attentive to the princess, this can't be better understood." There was a little emotion in the words, who would have thought there would be such a person? Yesterday, I only heard that the princess had met two concubines in the garden. His Royal Highness went into the palace to beg to see the queen mother and ordered the people to be sent out of the palace. If it is an indifferent person, three thousand fans are also commonplace, but if you really like it, even if there is only one person in nine days and ten places, it is enough.
The two of them understood, and looked at the room at the same time. It seemed that after a long time, a low and euphemistic voice said indifferently: "You are willing to stay in Prince Ling's Mansion. I don't say anything, but your life is precious. Don't use this method to despise yourself in the future. Your Royal Highness has enough affairs and military affairs. He is troubled, no matter what the rules were in the mansion before, now that I am here, I don't want such a thing to cause him trouble."
Qian Wei's soft, slightly dumb voice said sadly: "Qian Wei knows that Qian Wei can never let His Royal Highness see him, but beg the princess not to drive me away."
With a deep sigh, the elegant voice said again: "Just rest. Write rhyme, you come with me."
The curtain rang softly, and Qing Chen brought Baguio and the writing rhyme out, and stood down and said: "Mrs. Bai, the messenger is looking after you here, don't take it lightly."
Madam Bai agreed, and Qing Chen turned around to ask Yun Yun: "When are you going to leave?"
He replied with rhyme and eyebrows: "But the princess is the master."
Qing Chen was silent, frowning at her. Writing rhyme was stunned, and suddenly realized that the road used to be involuntary, now that life and death stay, everything is up to you! She was a little excited, and said: "I want to wait for the writing of Yun...Wait until Sister Qianwei is better before leaving."
Qing Chen smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, ask Mrs. Bai to get what you need. I will send a letter to Muyuantang." After thinking about it, he handed her the bag of gold needles: "This is for you, you Very talented, I will study hard in the future."
Writing Yun took the golden needle with both hands, as if in a dream.
The largest medical hall in Tiandu has the best famous doctors. Muyuantang opened a medical department to recruit disciples, and both men and women could enroll in it. Could she really study medicine too? The writing rhyme raised her head, when she met those clear phoenix eyes, the autumn water was lingering, with a smile of encouragement in the silence, she seemed to see through her thoughts: "Whether you can enter the medical department depends on yourself, Mu Yuantang I don’t accept useless people either. I’ll ask Baguio to send you some medical books. If you don’t understand, you can always ask me."
Writing Yun leaned over and bowed, choking in his words: "Thank you, Princess!"
Qing Chen held her hand to support her: "Since you have chosen this, you will definitely have to endure hardship in the future. Don't regret today."
"I will never regret writing rhyme." A resolute answer seemed to be filled with hope, making Mrs. Bai on the side puzzled. The two-way docile Qing Shui Xing's eyes in front of her were bright, she had to Acknowledging that the rhyme writing at this time was the most beautiful moment she had ever seen.
Ye Tianling stood in front of the window with her hands in her hands, watching the apricot veil on the water pavilion in the distance being lifted by the breeze, the fine lines embroidered by gold thread wandering in the light clouds, the lake shining, reflecting the glass-like It's sky.
His thoughts were not taken back from the court for a while, and he thought about the past in a flash. The Yin family is so deep and powerful, thousands of layers are impervious to the wind. The deficiencies seemed to be smooth sailing, but there were people from top to bottom to protect them, and there was not a single person who could move. King Ming’s party members fell one by one, but King Zhan was also happy to see this situation, so he pushed the boat along the way.
The turbulent waves at the beginning have now turned into thin waters, not to mention that the emperor has the heart to stop. The elites who have been in power for a century, even the emperor has to think about it if they want to move them. If it is not good, it is a dilemma.
Ye Tianling's eyes swept across the cold mang and solemnly, but the cold expression narrowed slightly when she lifted her eyes. Qingchen in the fresh water color came quietly along the water pavilion, and the low shadow of the bamboo corridor twists and turns around the lake behind her. It's like a faint picture scroll.
When Ye Tianling looked at her, Qing Chen seemed to lift her eyes unintentionally, and the silent ray of starlight was faintly sharp, like water, faintly swayed, passing a few flying flowers floating on Wangqiu Lake.
"Don't go take a look?" Qing Chen walked to Ye Tianling's side and asked lightly.
"No need." Ye Tianling also didn't care about it.
"Then I will call the shots. Shaoyun likes medical skills, and she has some talent. She wants to go to Muyuantang to study medicine, and she will be sent to her in a few days. Qianzhi should stay in the mansion and still live in Siyuan." Qing Chen turned and sat down beside him.
Ye Tianling looked down at her and gently put his hand on her back: "Why?"
The warm and smooth caressing of his palm made the suffocation in his chest much looser, Qing Chen said: "Qian Wei said, she came to Lingwang Mansion for four years, eleven months and twenty-five days, when have you been there? She remembers what clothes she wears and what she says every time. She knows you don’t care about her, but she can remember it for a lifetime. She has you in her heart and can’t forget, only you. To a woman threatening death, I I'm bored, I don't like a woman crying and begging in front of me, but I can't refuse her request: she can prevent you from seeing her and just ask to stay in this mansion." Qing Chen picked up slightly. Xiumei looked at Ye Tianling deeply, "I don't know anyone is so obsessed with my husband. Since she is willing to stay in the house, she doesn't have to send it elsewhere."
Ye Tianling looked back at her quietly, with the corners of her lips slightly raised: "Beside the pillow, how can you allow others to sleep peacefully."
Qing Chen smiled: "As I said before, I don't care if you were charming and beautiful. What I want is that you will only belong to me from now on."
"In my eyes, you are already beautiful and beautiful." Ye Tianling's hand gently stroked her ears, speaking very softly, even with a hint of carelessness, like a cold spring whirled and swiped. Overhearted.
Qing Chen turned around and smiled charmingly, her face faintly dizzy, and a peach color was reflected in the center of Ye Tianling's black pupils.
She raised her hand to straighten her hair: "Well, this mansion is up and down, can't I manage it anymore?"
Ye Tianling caught her hand with her sideburns, slid her fingers on her wrists, and picked up the string of crystal clear ice aquamarine, and suddenly asked, "Why are you wearing this?"
Qing Chen's hand dropped slightly, the ice aquamarine took off from his wrist, hung on Ye Tianling's fingertips and shook: "This is also called a sea sapphire. It has healing, purification and psychic power. In the morning, the throat is not comfortable, so he just uses Bring it to wear."
Ye Tianling looked slightly startled, seemingly unexpected, and said in a deep voice: "This is the treasure of the Yin family, and the token of Princess Zhan."
Qing Chen didn't want him to know the origin of this thing. He lowered his head slightly, but suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a smile: "Are you jealous?"
Ye Tianling's fingertips were slightly loose, and the ice blue crystal fell on the rosewood table. He took advantage of the trend and gently pinched her chin, and still said in a low, inattentive voice: "So what?"
There was a sly hint on Qing Chen's face, she seemed to be extremely proud, smiling like a child. She hooked the string of obsidian on Ye Tianling's wrist: "Then you give me this, I will never wear this string of ice aquamarine again."
Ye Tianling held her backhand: "You are very interested in this string of beads."
As usual, cold and indifferent, but the bottomless eyes flashed through the dark light that penetrated people's hearts, such a deep exploration, made Qing Chen couldn't help but look down and avoid it. "Do I have it?" she denied.
"It's not the first time you have looked at this in a daze."
"I like it." Qing Chen said, but he didn't hear Ye Tianling speaking. As soon as he looked up, he only looked at him quietly and said nothing.
Qing Chen turned his head and looked out the window, his brows were like the smoke of the distant quiet lake, and a layer of sadness was on the cage. Frowning extremely lightly, he almost passed away before leaving a trace on the center of his eyebrows in the future, but Ye Tianling could see so clearly, and the depth of his heart was thick, and the sharp center of his eyes could not help but changed to a gentle sympathy.
After a while, Ye Tianling's cold voice sounded in Qing Chen's ears: "You can leave it alone if you don't want to say it. If you want anything in the future, just tell me." He took the obsidian and handed it to Qing Chen: "Put it on. It's the same with you."
Unexpectedly, Qing Chen shook his head: "I don't want it." Ye Tianling was slightly surprised, and Qing Chen said again: "At least I don't want it now. It's the same with you."
Ye Tianling frowned, but Qing Chen smiled slightly, took the bronze mirror, and pulled the hairpin in his hair with his backhand. The hair was like a waterfall, lining the white silk, black and white.
Ye Tianling's hand on her shoulders took Yucomo and combed her long hair. The hair ribbon lingers as if there is a fragrant scent of no-nothing brocade in his fingers, this kind of warm and cool feeling is very familiar, vaguely in the deepest part of the soul, it has been such a scene many years ago, combing, a long and fateful entanglement .
"Qing Chen." Ye Tianling looked at the faint shadows in the mirror, "Are we? It's been a long time like this?"
The bronze mirror shimmered, reflecting the tenderness and tenderness, and Qing Chen raised a smile: "Well, it's been a long time." She said seriously.
Listening to this rather silly answer, Ye Tianling's thin lips were raised beautifully and stretched, and the whole person seemed to be trapped in a strange layer of softness.
Qing Chen looked down slightly, the wind near the window was light, and the breath of water was coming from a distance. Ye Tianling's expression when he mentioned the Yin family just now appeared in front of him. The extremely complicated eyes, he was not only dissatisfied with the string of ice blue crystals, but Ye Tianzhan's methods among the six books began to appear.
She looked far away along the water pavilion. The floating light and glimpse of light caged in the color of smoke and water. If the lotus is planted, it will be a bit like the Jade Lake in the Palace of King Zhan, presumably light pink jade and white dew beads are condensed in green, and the lotus in the Xianyu Lake is also blooming very well this year. With the coquettishness of the leaders and clans, and the gathering of the virtues of the world, how could Ye Tianzhan allow people to shake the foundation of those clans? He and Ye Tianling, who had previously worked hand in hand against King Ming, once the road cleared, there might be no reason to work together.
Qing Chen cast his gaze on the sky in Qingyuan, seemingly warm and cold, but neither of these two people would easily give up.