Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 7
Maybe it was Jili's warning that worked, or maybe it was the calm before the storm, Lian Qingcheng spent the next two months very leisurely.

It was noon, and Lian Qingcheng was sitting under the viburnum tree, quietly looking at the book in his hand.

Ting Yu on the side wiped his pitch-black dagger boredly.

She was a little curious. Generally, women read books about women's precepts and biography of martyrs, but what Lian Qingcheng read was art of war and medicine.

Does she still want to go to the killing field or hang the pot to help the world?Ting Yu pouted with a smile.

The original tranquility was broken by the sudden intrusion of the white screen.

"Miss, Miss." Bai Ping ran in quickly, and when he passed by Ting Yu, he still didn't forget to take a look at Bai Ting Yu.

"Miss, the master asked me to tell Miss that His Highness the Third Prince invites you to have a talk at the Shouxian Tower tomorrow."

Lian Qingcheng's hand holding the book froze, and slowly raised her head, "Tomorrow?"

"That's right, miss. Tomorrow is the annual Hundred Flowers Festival. All men can invite the woman they like to go out."

Lian Qingcheng's brain was spinning extremely fast. In this life, she and Bailiqing had only met once, and this sudden invitation...everything goes wrong, there must be a demon.

In fact, Bailiqing himself was a little baffled. Ever since he met Lian Qingcheng at the queen mother's birthday banquet, that cold gaze often appeared in his dreams.After much consideration, he finally chose to invite her on the Hundred Flowers Festival.

Before Lian Qingcheng could reply, Ting Yu hurriedly stood between Baiping and Lian Qingcheng and said, "Miss, master... Lord Ji invites Miss Guiyuan to have a gathering tomorrow."

When Bai Ping heard what Ting Yu said, he immediately blew up, "Let your master dream! If it weren't for your master, could it have prevented the young lady from becoming a princess! You still have the nerve to mention master! You..."

"Bai Ping," Lian Qingcheng interrupted Bai Ping, "Go and report to Master, I will definitely attend the appointment tomorrow."

Ting Yu still wanted to say something, but when he saw Lian Qingcheng raised the book in his hand again, he had no choice but to give up.

After a burst of rustling, Ting Yu sighed softly, afraid that the master already knew about it... It was the first time he was rejected, and he still didn't know what the master was like. Thinking about it makes people tremble.

In the Thousand Years Hall, Ji Li was sitting on a high reclining chair with his lapel straight, and a hidden guard was kneeling below him. This hidden guard was sent by him to the Lian Mansion to inquire about news.

"So, that villain rejected me because he had an appointment with the third prince?" Ji Li was a little embarrassed, and even raised his voice a little bit, his slender fingers tapped rhythmically. The table, once, again.

"Yes." A few drops of sweat dripped from the forehead of the dark guard.

After a dead silence, Ji Li waved his hand, "Go down."

Only Ji Li and Zhui Feng beside him remained in the huge Qianji Pavilion, while the dignified Jiuqian was thinking about why that little man would reject him.

Is it because I have rejected her invitation several times in the past two months?
Or was it because that little man... fell in love with Bailiqing at the birthday banquet?

Or... because of the appearance?Ji Li's hand caressed the silver mask unconsciously.

"Zhuifeng." Ji Li said coldly, "Go and buy that Shouxian Building." His lips were red like blood, he was really angry.

"I want to see if my good nephew's date tomorrow...can go on happily."

"Yes." Zhuifeng was originally a calm person, but at this moment he wanted to laugh.

It turned out that his own master also acted so naively.

Of course, it is impossible for Lian Qingcheng to know these things.At this moment, she lay under the flower tree and fell asleep unconsciously.

She had a dream.

In the dream, she saw the little dumpling she had been dreaming about all along,
"Mother." Xiaotuanzi bouncing back and forth among the flowers.

Lian Qingcheng burst into tears, "Qianzhi, come to my mother's side."

Hearing Lian Qingcheng's call, the little group ran more happily.

It's just that when I first came to Lian Qingcheng's side... everything around me changed again.

She returned to the cold palace again, with the same empty sleeves and the cold silver chain.The little man came to her side, slowly raised his hand, and said while crying, "Mother...why did you eat the baby..."

"Mother...the baby hurts so much...save the baby..."

Dreaming of this, Lian Qingcheng woke up suddenly, and she looked around.

Ting Yu has returned to the place where she was sitting just now, still patiently wiping the dagger in her hand.

Qionghua has fallen all over her body, with a little sweet fragrance.

Lian Qingcheng suddenly felt a little cold, and the kind of coldness from the heart made her wrap her clothes tightly, and after packing up everything, she stood up and shook off the petals on her body.

"Listen to the rain, tell the small kitchen to make shabu-shabu for dinner today." Lian Qingcheng walked into the house while talking
"It seems a little cold..." she whispered to herself.

And these words must not escape the ears of Ting Yu, who is a killer.

cold?
Ting Yu looked at the fiery red sun hanging in the sky and was a little depressed.

In the evening, I really ate shabu-shabu.The red sesame oil floated on the soup pot, scaring Ting Yu who didn't like spicy food very much.

"Miss... really want to eat..." Bai Ping picked up the chopsticks several times and put them down again.

Lian Qingcheng didn't speak, but she picked up the snow beef from the pot and put it into her mouth, and picked up a piece of duck intestine.

Gudong~ It's not just who swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After eating like this for a long time, and sweating all over, Lian Qingcheng felt his heart warm up.

"Dare to ask Miss... why did you reject the invitation of the prince?" Ting Yu asked in a low voice when she saw Lian Qingcheng put down her chopsticks.

After Lian Qingcheng rinsed his mouth, he replied word by word, "In the past two months, I have invited several times, but Nine Thousand Years always refused because of the busy schedule, which caused some problems in the transaction between the two of us. Disagreement."

"I just want to tell him that if we both want to get what we need...then please stop putting on a princely air. I can cooperate with others at any time."

Ting Yu nodded his head half-understood and said nothing, then joined the team to clean up the leftovers.However, he still made up his mind to report what he just heard verbatim.

Lian Qingcheng looked at Ting Yu for a while, and a faint smile climbed the corner of her lips.After a while, she instructed Bai Ping, "Take out the Yanyun butterfly dress and put it away. I will wear that dress to the appointment tomorrow."

Bai Ping nodded again and again, "Yeah, don't worry, miss, Bai Ping will definitely dress you up tomorrow."

Lian Qingcheng lay down with her clothes folded, thinking about what would happen tomorrow.

The words that I originally said to Ting Yu had already reached Ji Li's ears shortly after dinner, but the always shrewd Nine Thousand Years made a mistake at this time.

"Go and buy a hundred sets of Yanyun butterfly skirts for this king, and distribute them to hundreds of families. They say that women are the ones who please yourself, but I want to see how much you can tolerate tomorrow."

As if satisfying his little wicked taste, Ji Li laughed evilly.

And wait until tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)