Rebirth is back for you

Without Jing Ran's obstruction in front of the window, the strong wind from outside suddenly blows in, blowing the flames in the house flickering.

Jiang Baixi watched Jing Ran remain motionless for a long time, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, his peach blossom eyes were still bright and beautiful, and he smiled and blinked and said, "When did you guess it?"

when?Jing Ran squinted her eyes and thought for a while, then snorted softly: "You have exposed too many flaws, you are inexplicably familiar with the palace, the old man's attitude towards you, the dragon-patterned purple jade on your body, and even your face. I'm ashamed to say how much I look like...the me a few years ago."

Jiang Baixi choked for a moment, and said unconvinced: "How dare you guess based on these? Why don't you guess that the smelly old man actually left an illegitimate child in Ganqiu?"

Jing Ran smiled and nodded. She really only guessed that she had a clan relationship with Jiang Boxi, so she asked Linqin to check the life experience of the smelly old man, and it turned out that she only found out there.

Linqin said that his father was hit by the King Gu of Southern Xinjiang, and was protected by a secret force after being plotted against by the old emperor. It was probably arranged by the smelly old man to pick up Ganqiu.Qingyue couldn't tolerate him anymore, so her mother and concubine simply died after giving birth to her because of dystocia and followed him. The two gave birth to Jiang Boxi in Ganqiu and passed the dragon and phoenix to her.

However, how should she tell the person in front of her that she was born with divine consciousness and saw this piece of phoenix-patterned purple jade falling on her mother and concubine with her own eyes. That piece of dragon-patterned purple jade looked familiar, but after looking at it carefully, I felt that something was wrong, and it was difficult to grasp the clues. The relationship was clearly a pair of dragon and phoenix!

"You dare to fool the world openly, why don't I dare?" Jing Ran looked down at Jiang Boxi, hung the phoenix-patterned purple jade in front of the two of them, and said jokingly: "This piece of phoenix I clearly saw it on my mother, so you still have the nerve to say it belonged to your royal grandmother, huh? When did mother become your imperial grandmother?"

Jiang Baixi blushed, and various surprises and surprises flashed in his eyes, and he quickly grasped the key point and asked: "You actually met your mother? When?"

Jing Ran was silent for a while, and said honestly: "Anyway, I told you that I'm lying to you, it's not important, what's important is——"

She took a step forward again, and asked the source of her doubts one after another, "Where are father and mother now?"

Jiang Boxi pursed his lips suddenly, and said seriously after a while: "Actually, I don't know either."

The torrential rain was raging outside, and Jing Ran frowned deeply in the flickering firelight.

******

Throughout the night, the candles in Qingye Pavilion never went out, and the hazy black sky never stopped raining.

The first gleam of light on the horizon struggled out of the thick clouds, and a sky-blue figure rose from the corner of the eaves of Qingye Pavilion. The rain soon rushed to fill the two deep pits of the same size on the ground.

The door of the Liuyun Palace was closed, but Roy and Luo Xi were standing under the eaves. Seeing the figure of the eldest grandson Qimu, they hurried up to meet them, and asked worriedly: "Princess, where did you go in the heavy rain this night?"

The eldest grandson Qimu didn't speak. He blinked his damp eyelashes and raised his eyes to look at the deck chair under the tree, then turned his head to look at the lake in the courtyard, and pursed the corners of his lips deeply.

She had imagined countless times the way that person was lying peacefully under the tree reading a book, eating the fish she made with her own hands, and the way she gently carried her sleeping back into the house.But now, these things that have not yet been realized have become empty.

But at least, she has already obtained the most precious promise in this world, so she also has to do what she wishes.

Qing Juan's figure rose from the ground again and floated straight towards the imperial study.

******

The weather is beautiful, and soon after dawn, the heavy rain that has been lingering all night will also stop, and the bright and dazzling sun climbs out from behind the clouds.

It rained and it was fine.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Jing Ran looked at Jiang Boxi in surprise, "What happened to Concubine Li's disappearance? What Wuli will do next, these things are still unclear."

Jiang Baixi rolled his eyes at her, and said angrily: "My dear sister, these are Qingyue and Wuli's state affairs for the time being, so what does it have to do with us? Besides, I don't hurry to bring Are you still leaving time for that golden seedling to continue messing with moths?"

"..." Jing Ran was still frowning in self-concern, Jiang Boxi turned around and walked outside, telling him as he walked, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you outside, just bring some personal things, don't use anything else bring."

Jing Ran raised her head and looked around, feeling a little empty and dazed. Although she only returned to Beijing for a short month, she was actually a little bit reluctant.

As for what to clean up, there was nothing to clean up, she raised her voice and called Qing Chi and Ye Chi to her face.

After two sticks of incense, Jing Ran stepped out of the door of Qingye Pavilion empty-handed, followed by Qing Chi who was still sobbing and Ye Chi who looked toothache.

...Really, it took her a whole two sticks of time to finish the brief instruction with only a cup of tea, and the reason was to appease the crying bag behind her carrying the burden.

Although he still couldn't calm down, Jing Ran thought it would be good to take one with him. As for Yechi—many of the house's internal affairs cannot be separated from people's care, and even though Linqin was arranged to take care of the smelly old man, Let someone who knows the basics rest assured.

Jing Ran led Qing Chi to the door, but saw Jiang Baixi sitting on the arched bridge at the door with a big face, with a white-walled porcelain vase under his feet, and a pile of broken porcelain beside it.

The weather had warmed up in the past two days, and the ice on the lake had hardened, so Jiang Boxi was bored and played with the broken porcelain pieces in his hand.

Jing Ran approached her and glanced at her, then looked down at the white-walled porcelain vase at her feet. The wall was exquisite in design and color, thin and clear, not inferior to real white jade. .

"You prodigal girl, do you know how much this bottle can sell for?" Jing Ran raised an eyebrow at Jiang Baixi.

"Then do you know who sent this bottle to me?" Jiang Baixi looked up at her, smiling meaningfully, pinching the broken porcelain pieces with two fingers, and seeing Jing Ran ignore her for a while, He flattened his mouth and added, "Elder Sun Qihao."

Jing Ran narrowed her eyes, "What does he mean by giving this to you? To win you over?"

"It's more than that." Jiang Boxi patted his buttocks and stood up, held the intact bottle in his hand, and said, "Look at it."

Jing Ran followed his words and watched as Jiang Boxi released a ray of air from his fingertips, raised his finger towards the lake water, and a small stream of water was picked up along the lake surface and poured into the bottle.

Before she could praise this man's skill, Jiang Boxi held the bottle up to the sunlight and said in a delicate tone, "What did you see?"

What did you see?I saw that all the colors of the bottle flowed, with shallow ripples and ripples, and reflected the dazzling three-color light.

Seeing that Jing Ran remained silent, Jiang Baixi said again: "You probably know what this is, right? This bottle can have such an effect, it is because of the addition of three-color black iron when firing, and the three-color black iron Iron is a precious metal that is only produced in Wuli and is strictly controlled in the hands of the Wuli royal family."

Therefore, Changsun Qihao's move was firstly to use this bottle to try to win over Jiang Boxi, and secondly, to tell Jiang Boxi that he had Wuli's support, to add weight to himself.

Jing Ran chuckled, and walked forward, thinking that Changsun Qihao, the puppet prince, was not too stupid or too weak, but his wrists were not used in the right way.

He secretly recruited people from Wuli and Ganqiu to consolidate his position, thanks to which he could figure it out.

Jiang Boxi casually threw the bottle and followed Jing Ran, muttering, "Who do you think he joined forces with from the Wuli royal family? Could it be the golden seedling?"

"No." Jing Ran replied casually, but her tone was affirmative.

Jiang Boxi glanced at her meaningfully, "You do know that Jin Yangzi."

Jing Ran looked back at her lightly, "Because Jin Yang is not that stupid, he will fall in love with him."

Jiang Baixi laughed, deeply convinced, thought for a while and said: "Then you said that the old man's favorite successor is the eldest Sun Qihao or the eldest Sun Qihong?"

Jing Ran kept walking, "How do I know?"

"Then who is that wooden figure leaning towards, she should tell you, right?" Jiang Boxi continued to chatter.

Jing Ran paused and turned her head. When Jiang Baixi was ready to listen to the answer with great interest, she said meaningfully: "She just told me, what should I tell you?"

After she finished speaking, she quickened her pace towards Zhilan Garden.

Jiang Baixi choked, and shouted dissatisfied behind her: "Do you still remember that I am your sister!"

"I don't have a younger sister who is so shameless and keeps saying that she is engaged to her older sister." Jing Ran said with a smile, deliberately slapping her.

"It's not all for you not to be abducted by others!" Jiang Baixi chased after her angrily and beat her, and the two of them entered the Zhilan Garden arguing all the way. After seeing the comatose old prince Deqin, they asked Officially set off.

When Jing Ran, who stepped out of the mansion, was still thinking about what Qingyue had that was worthy of this smelly old man's nostalgia, Jiang Baixi who was beside him suddenly clicked his tongue.

The eldest grandson Qimu, who was sitting quietly on the horse, glanced at the white jade sable cloak on Jingran's body, and pressed a trace of joy in his phoenix eyes, and gently lifted his lips and said: "Brother Liuhuang has gone to Mobei, I will see you off." .”

Jing Ran met those deeply hidden phoenix eyes, with all kinds of complicated emotions in his heart, but he could only answer: "Okay."

In the 29th year of Qingyue Apocalypse, on the first day of the new year, Jingran, the eldest son of Prince De's Mansion, went to Qiuqiu with Prince Ganqiu Xi.

However, Prince Xi said that any matter of marriage agreement is inherently bound by the marriage contract, and it also depends on the relative discord, so it is only allowed to be a national teacher.

After half a day, after various coincidences, Jing Ran finally dared to confirm the fact that the grandson Qimu was avoiding her.

In other words, he was sullen and didn't want to see her.

As soon as she leaned against the car wall and rubbed between her brows, Jiang Boxi's joking voice rang in her ears, "What are you doing with such a desolate expression? Could it be that you are thinking about that wooden man?"

Jing Ran opened his eyes and pushed away the head that was in front of him, just thinking that this person is really sharp, when a voice suddenly sounded from outside the carriage:

"My servant Luo Xi has met Prince Xi and Prince Jing. My princess said it's time for lunch, so I sent my servant to deliver a dish to Prince Jing."

As soon as she finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage was lifted suddenly, Jiang Boxi with a peach blossom face poked his head out and asked curiously: "What dish? Did the wooden man make it himself?"

Luo Xi: "...my princess said that this dish is only for Prince Jing."

Jiang Baixi raised his brows displeased, "How stingy is this wooden man? If the prince wants to eat, she can come over and stop him!"

Luo Xi felt deeply that Her Highness the princess was so predictable, but said: "My princess also said that if Prince Xi is not afraid of being poisoned to death, feel free to eat it together."

Jiang Baixi was furious when he heard the words, and was about to yell at him when Jing Ran grabbed his collar and pulled him behind him.

Jing Ran leaned out to take the porcelain bowl in Luo Xi's hand, turned his head to look at the figure at the end of the line who was still sitting on horseback, and smiled, "Tell your Highness the princess for me, I will eat all of it." of."

Luo Xi nodded in relief, turned around and left, Jiang Boxi in the car looked at her clearly talking to Luo Xi, but turned to look behind her with disdain and toothache, and also turned to call someone to bring the food They all came up.

Jing Ran lifted the lid and looked at the beautiful hibiscus fish soup in front of her, bending her mouth uncontrollably.

Jiang Boxi looked at her peachy face unhappily, grabbed the spoon and scooped up a small bowl for himself, and muttered while drinking: "The prince still doesn't believe in her evil, why can you eat me?" No, can she still poison you to death?"

Jing Ran's eyes flickered, and she let her grab a bowl without making a sound.

That night, the inn was brightly lit. It was rumored that Prince Ganqiuxi left suddenly because he was familiar with the climate of Qingyue capital, which made him vomit and diarrhea overnight.

At noon on the second day, the eldest grandson Qimu ordered Luo Xi to bring a plate on time. Jiang Baixi got out of the car angrily with a waxy face.

Jing Ran, who was safe and sound, finished eating a piece of multicolored fish alone with a smile and softness in his heart.

For the entire [-] days, that person would bring a fish-based dish in different ways at noon every day, but he never showed up.Every time Jing Ran looked forward to bending her eyebrows, at the same time she felt disappointed that there seemed to be a piece in her heart that had never been filled.

Seeing the moment when he was about to cross the Qingyue border, Changsun Qimu finally rode up to Jing Ran, and just left a faint sentence "I will pick you up when you come back" before returning without looking back.

Looking at her straight and clear back, Jing Ran pursed her lips, feeling a little wronged, angry and funny, and finally all turned into a lingering depression with nowhere to express.

Jiang Boxi raised his head from the scroll, seeing her leaning against the car wall with her eyes closed all the way, a look of complexity flashed in her eyes.

Jing Ran suddenly opened his eyes, tilted his head and said in deliberation, "Is there any resistance on the way back?"

Although she still doesn't know what's going on with Ganqiu now, it's obvious that since Jiang Boxi is not the biological son of the current Emperor Ganqiu, but the only heir of Ganqiu, it means that Emperor Ganqiu has no sons, which is unusual in the first place. one thing.

What's more, the story of Jiang Baixi monopolizing Ganqiu's government affairs at the age of 12 has been passed down for many years. The world only thinks that she is the only heir of Ganqiu because of her ability, and they take it for granted.Looking at it now, Jiang Baixi was actually trying to evade Emperor Ganqiu.

In this way, the relationship between the two must not be regarded as harmonious, and it is not known whether Emperor Ganqiu will take advantage of Jiang Baixi's going out this time to get rid of her.

Jiang Boxi understood what she meant, and didn't explain much, but just patted the book and said carelessly: "Don't worry, he will probably only make small stumbling blocks, and dare not do anything serious."

Jing Ran was thinking to himself that it's okay, maybe the relationship between the two is not too bad, Jiang Baixi added proudly: "Yuxi is with me."

"..." Jing Ran didn't know what to say about her, so he simply closed his eyes again, and walked around the azure figure that couldn't get rid of in his mind.

Jiang Baixi raised her eyebrows self-consciously, but the fact was not as she expected, but the journey was smooth for five days in a row.

When Jing Ran cast suspicious eyes on her again, Jiang Boxi conceded defeat and said, "Alright, alright, don't look at me like that anymore, I admit that I'm narrow-minded, alright."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a loud noise on the ground, and before Jing Ran could react, she fell straight into the darkness.

She raised her internal strength subconsciously before realizing that she had temporarily lost all her martial arts, and then she popped out the brocade in the sleeve to try to hook something, but she touched a wall of light in the invisible darkness and bounced back.

Jing Ran pursed her lips, and before she could take back the useless Jin Lian, she suddenly smelled a familiar cold fragrance at the tip of her nose.

Her heart trembled, and before she could make a sound, she felt a soft and fragrant embrace firmly catching her, but the person behind her immediately pulled away and left after she stabilized her figure.

Jing Ran hurriedly stretched out his hand to fish it out, reaching for a piece of soft clothes tightly clenched in his hands, grabbing the figure of the man who wanted to leave quietly.

In the darkness where she couldn't see anything clearly, she felt the corners of her eyes were red, and she obviously had a lot to say and ask, but she subconsciously said in a low voice: "You actually...you follow me, protect me. Me, but you still want to hide from me?"

Changsun Qimu's body suddenly froze for a moment. Hearing this person's unusual tone, he just touched the corner of his lower lip hesitantly, and suddenly a pair of soft arms wrapped around her and held her tightly in his arms.

The man was low and elegant, but his murmur, which seemed to be filled with water vapor, gently spread in his ears, "You are so kind, how can I bear it..."

Changsun Qimu was a little confused and at a loss, feeling the sudden soft and warm lips gently falling on the hair, eyebrows, and corners of the eyes. The strong and hot touch caused her consciousness to collapse almost instantly, and her whole body trembled slightly. stand up.

Suddenly, Jing Ran felt a surge of emotion and pity in his heart. He squeezed the person in his arms tighter and tighter, and walked around to her, groping with one hand and lightly touching her cheek, rubbing her cheek gently, and rubbing his lips together. Slowly imprinted between her eyebrows, she lowered her voice and said hoarsely: "Don't be afraid..."

Changsun Qimu's already dark eyes looked extraordinarily clear in the darkness, mist rising like a clear spring in a mountain stream, and the moist and soft breath on her lips for a moment made her seem to see crystal clear ice and snow falling down from the sky, and then snow Falling plum tips, plum hanging on the branches.

Jing Ran slowly and warmly stroked her jade-like and cool thin lips, touching them softly inch by inch, and gently sucking, tasting the soft and rich, slightly drunken fragrance between her lips and teeth, tasting them all, making them intimate.

Changsun Qimu tightly clutched the corner of the person in front of him, motionless, as if in a dream, in the clouds.

Jing Ran's warm palms gradually pressed downwards, and when she found her palms, she clasped them tightly, and her lips, which were hot from the caress, gently brushed against the corners of her lips, sticking to the warm and fragrant skin, bit by bit, moving To her ear, gently touch.

A smiling voice mixed with slightly disordered breathing softly whispered in her ear: "Silly girl, open your mouth..."

The knuckles of Changsun Qimu held in her hands were unconsciously squeezed tightly, and the soft tip of Jing Ran's tongue had been softly poked in, and a light tap gave her a melting shudder, followed by an intoxicating heartache. The entanglement, warmth and lingering.

In the silent darkness, there seemed to be only low, forbearable panting lingering in the ears, wrapped in the intoxicating fragrance.

After a long time, Jing Ran gently pecked the corner of her lips before slowly retreating.Changsun Qimu blinked her slightly wet eyelashes in a trance, and subconsciously followed the lips that gave her the taste of bone erosion just now and pressed them together again.

Jing Ran pressed her forehead affectionately, chuckled, pulled her body tighter into his arms, and obediently led her close and deep, and fell into the wanton tide and waves again .

That's all.

With this person who should have been integrated into his blood and blood long ago——

Love forever.

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