Qingchuan History

Chapter 497

Is this person your junior sister?
Gu Chunfeng looked at Ruan Xueyin indignantly.

Jing Tingge had a good impression of Ji Wanling. Qi Gong said it last year, and Ruan Xueyin always remembered it.It is rare in the world that Jing Tingge can make a good impression at first sight. She subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Ji Wanling in the snowy night.

It is true that it has a good face, although it does not have much in common with Jing Tingge in appearance, and even has a somewhat different meaning, it seems to be a good match.

At first glance, she felt that the two might hit it off.

Weird.

Ji Wanling smiled, reached out for a pot of green tea, stood in front of the porch, took a sip, frowned, probably thought it was spicy.

That smile was also perfect, Ruan Xueyin even felt that the upward curves of the corners of her mouth were the same on both sides.It is entirely conceivable that for Gu Xinglang when he was young, such a perfect girl has such an unmatched attraction to others.

"What do you mean by standing and drinking, come and sit down." Jing Tingge raised his chin towards the railing.

On the ledge separated by two colonnades, three girls in thick cloaks were already seated, as well as a large tray.It is very full to say that it is full, and it can still be squeezed in if you want to.

Gu Chunfeng curled his lips and rolled his eyes without responding.Ruan Xueyin understood, and pushed the tray to Chunfeng's side again, and moved over by herself to create a space between Jingtingge and Jingtingge.

Ji Wanling smiled again: "Thank you." She came over and sat down, and carefully adjusted the dress.

Both Jingtingge and Chunfeng were leaning on the pillars, Ruan Xueyin hugged her knees, making it look like Ji Wanling was sitting upright and meticulous.Her two hands were also straight, holding the green pot, she didn't know if it was spicy or something, she sat down and didn't drink any more.

"Just don't like letting go." Jing Tingge looked at the strenuous effort and said lazily.

"No. It's delicious. I like it very much." Ji Wanling turned to her and smiled again.

Jing Tingge found it interesting: "You know that we all know that you are not telling the truth?"

The words were quite convoluted, Ji Wanling didn't seem to understand, and she wasn't in a hurry, she smiled and waited for her to add.

"You just took a sip when you were standing, and you frowned after you tasted it. After sitting down until now, you haven't even taken a sip, and you haven't even lifted the pot. But you said it was delicious, you are very Like? Do you think someone believes it?"

Ji Wanling was still not in a hurry, let alone embarrassed, and said with a smile:

"I say mine, you believe yours. If you think I'm against my will, there's nothing I can do about it."

"So you don't mind others knowing that you are against your will. You are only responsible for saying what is right and showing what you should do." Jing Tingge took a breath and felt admiration, "Is this the Ji family tradition? Or is it your personal preference? I I have dealt with Ji Qi," she recalled a bit,
"I'm not as good at talking as you are, I'm a solid brat."

Gu Chunfeng was instructed by this sentence, leaned over and shouted to Jingting Ge across two people:

"Do you know that little kid likes you? He threatened to make meritorious deeds and go to Cangwu to propose marriage to you!"

Jing Tingge was stunned, his eyes darkened, and he immediately smiled: "I know. He expressed it in person last year in Jidu."

Gu Chunfeng was dumbfounded, "Is it that time at Qiji Academy?"

Qijiyuan didn’t really express it that time, it’s just blushing when he spoke, it’s not as good as Chunfeng’s marriage.But as far as Jing Tingge is concerned, there is no difference, there is no difference at all, and after the summer, it is more like the words of the world.

"That's right." She answered casually, it didn't matter at all, and she said to Ji Wanling:
"At that time, Mrs. Yu was in the palace, and Mr. Xiangguo was not at the residence. Ting Ge only apologized to Lingtang. It was Ting Ge's fault that Third Ji Ji was injured. Has he recovered?"

"I look the same as before." Ji Wanling nodded, "The imperial doctor said there should be no future troubles."

"Qi Jun treated the Ji family generously. The third son was injured and the imperial doctor came to see him. There is no family in the Qi Kingdom that can match such honor and favor in more than a hundred years."

"Holy Grace is mighty."

"I thought it was to save face on you."

Ji Wanling didn't pick up right away.

She raised the pot and started to drink, frowned at each sip, until her whole face was about to burn, and the snow spots turned into snow flakes and began to cover the entire empty courtyard,
"Nowadays, no one has more face than Mrs. Pei. It's always too late. It's too late for brother Lei to leave, and it's too late for me to turn around."

Ruan Xueyin turned to look at her when she heard this.

Ji Wanling turned to Jing Tingge, "Mr. Jing, I'm not lucky. I can't realize the wish of an ordinary woman. It seems that I occupy a good position in the world, but I can't achieve anything."

"Are you jealous of her?" Jing Tingge glanced at Ruan Xueyin with a half-smile, "I thought you had a plan in mind, and I was sure that Gu Xinglang would not let you go."

Ji Wanling looked at Fei Xueluo again, raised her head and gulped down the rest of the wine. "My father said, it was good to be a teenager, but it passed quickly. The rest of my life is faster than when I was a teenager, and it is a lifetime in a blink of an eye."

Some are clueless.Jing Tingge raised his eyebrows slightly.

"My mother said that it was a good time when I was a teenager, but it just passed quickly. Every day after that is the same day. A lifetime is really long, and there is no end to it."

Jing Tingge was slightly startled, and sneered: "That's because your father has been busy all his life, and he still has unfinished regrets; while your mother has been trapped in the back house forever, and doesn't know what to regret. Maybe living like this is the greatest regret." ?”

So persevere.she thought.persevere until the end.

"Once this year is over, my youth will be a little farther away." Ji Wanling also smiled, her cheeks flushed red, "My whole life will be so long that I can't see the end."

No one speaks anymore.

Feixue was also silent, and the sound of cups smashing on the table from the bright window on the pavilion could be heard very clearly.

Ruan Xueyin thought that Ji Wanling must be crying.

There is no basis, and she dare not turn her head to confirm.

Gu Chunfeng threw away the empty pot in his hand. "I used to always want to go out with girls, see the mountains and rivers, drink wine, ride horses and sing songs. No girl wants to be with me. In the palace, you know, mother concubine, aunt, eldest sister, everyone stops me Follow me."

She staggered to Ji Wanling, looked at it for a while, stretched out her hand and pulled him up, and turned to go to the east corridor.

"Let's have a chance together. A few of us. If there is a chance."

The two backgrounds of light yellow and emerald blend together, just like a mirage of spring in the night snow in the southern country.

The two people on the railing had no reputation, she dragged Ji Wanling further and further away, and finally pushed him back into the room.

The snow was falling rapidly, but fortunately there was no wind.The white flocs are like torn cotton, and they are piled up on the branches of locust trees like Lingdong flowers.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Ruan Xueyin felt sleepy again, couldn't sit still with her knees hugged, and moved to Chunfeng's position just now to lean against the pillar.

"What do you want to hear." Jingting Ge was drinking the fourth jug of wine tonight.

"Your sand is scattered. I sneaked a look."

Jingting Song didn't speak.

Ruan Xueyin thought she was going to end the conversation tonight with silence.

"He doesn't understand. I thought he understood somewhat. Not at all."

But he spoke.

If you understand, you should understand her, and you should be talking about Murong Xun.What's the deal with that sand?
"Do you like him?"

Jing Tingge shook his head.

But disappointed.How can there be disappointment without hope?Ruan Xueyin understood this truth since childhood.

"Forget it." She looked up at Luo Xue and grinned, "Is the teacher waiting for us in Suoning City?"

Ruan Xueyin was startled, "Probably."

"Are we going to get out of here?"

"Maybe."

"Are you going back?"

Back to Pengxi Mountain.

Ruan Xueyin was silent for a while, many people and things flashed back in her mind, past, present, and just now. "I don't know. Or if you go back, I'll go back."

She turned to Jing Tingge, and suddenly saw a person standing at the end of the west corridor.Yushu Linlang, holding a huge ivory white cloak with one hand, stood with Feixue, staring at her with indistinguishable emotions.

Ruan Xueyin wasn't sure if he heard the words about whether to go back or not, she panicked all of a sudden,

"Why did you come out alone. Where's Fifth Brother?"

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