The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

There are four dragon guards outside the courtyard. They stand there like javelins, solemn and expressionless, and nothing can be seen from their faces.

Seeing Di Yuqi coming, one of them asked routinely: "Who is it?"

Di Yuqi took a deep breath and suppressed his heartbeat: "This seat is the young master Di Yuqi of Luojia Mountain."

Those four people's eyes lit up slightly, the four of them naturally had heard of Di Yuqi's name, they all bowed together: "Young Master Qiqi, please!"

Hua Qianye had once instructed that if Di Yuqi came, there was no need to report it, and he would just invite her in.

Di Yuqi's heart sank: "What's the matter? Don't you guys report it first?"

"You don't need to report, young master Qiqi, please come in, our young master is waiting for you." The head of the four guards respectfully made a gesture of invitation to Di Yuqi.

Di Yuqi's heart skipped a beat, and that bad feeling became even heavier.

Could it be that he has fainted, so there is no need to report?Waiting for her to see her for the last time?

Her legs were a little weak, and she lifted her feet and walked in.

Her feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they were indescribably heavy. She walked slowly into the courtyard, walked slowly along the path paved with sapphire stones, and walked slowly to the two tortoiseshell gates of the sleeping hall.

He listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything.

She suddenly remembered that Hua Qianye's bedroom had excellent sound insulation, even if someone shouted inside the room, no one outside could hear it.

If he is critically ill, there should be a dragon doctor in the bedroom, right?

No matter how nervous I am, I still have to enter this door, and I still have to face what I have to face...

Di Yuqi took a deep breath, stabilized her mind, stretched out her hand and opened the door, she finally saw the scenery inside clearly.

Facing the door is a screen painted with ink and wash landscapes. The majestic green mountains meandering over, the momentum is magnificent, and the brushwork is free and easy like the wind. It is Hua Qianye's own handwriting.

When Qiqi was a child, she once saw him complete one of the paintings in one go, and even hugged her to show her, and asked her if it looked good.

She was still young at that time and could not speak. In order to show her love for the painting, she stretched out her little paw and pressed it, leaving a childlike plum blossom...

As a result, Hua Qianye deliberately painted a branch of plum blossoms with sparse shadows and horizontal lines under the small plum blossom seal she left, which added a touch of color to the ink landscape.

But Di Yuqi didn't pay attention to the screen, she just opened the door when she heard some commotion inside, as if several people were arguing inside...

Di Yuqi's heart sank suddenly again, patients are most afraid of making noise, and now his bedroom is so noisy, could it be that he has already?already……

Her face turned pale, her feet felt weak, but she slid around the screen like a gust of wind: "Hua Qianye...?"

The tone of the voice almost changed, with a trembling sharp...

Sure enough, there was a room full of people, about a dozen of them. Di Yuqi turned around the screen and saw a bunch of dark heads. These people were discussing in full swing, and Di Yuqi's voice successfully interrupted their conversation. Topic, countless pairs of eyes stared at Di Yuqi... ????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????