Su Yunting always had the same tone, full of carelessness.
Even though it was a very serious topic, it made people feel like he was just telling a joke.
Lin Qingge realized that things were not as simple as she thought.
Yes, on the day she committed suicide, Chu Nanfeng's behavior was not an act. It was so real that he no longer wanted to have anything to do with her.
Now, why did you suddenly stay in Wangyou Pavilion?
Could it be that she wanted to improve their relationship because she saved him?
If things were really that simple, thinking about how many times she had helped him before, he wouldn't have forced her so hard again and again.
"Su Yunting, why do I think something is wrong with you..."
"Wait a minute," he interrupted without giving her a chance to finish, "When will you stop calling Su Yunting and call your cousin something wrong? Your cousin will get hurt too."
He had a smile on his face and was drinking freely. Was he hurt?
Her eyes really rolled to the sky.
But he didn't even give her a chance to ask questions, and made it clear that he wouldn't say anything more on this issue, so he still had to go to Chu Nanfeng?
She pursed her lips slightly and was still thinking, when Shiqi's voice came from the door: "Miss Lin, I asked you to come over because the wound hurts a little."
"Ask him if he wants a drink. When you're drunk, you can't feel anything."
Naturally, only Su Yunting could give such a teasing answer. Shiqi didn't dare to say anything, and Lin Qingge was really afraid that the people next door would do it.
Helpless, she got up and walked over.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he couldn't help but started to ridicule: "Why, you suddenly found out that you have a chance to get a young and beautiful concubine. You want to recover as soon as possible. The wedding is already in full bloom?"
Chu Nanfeng still had a hint of tiredness on his face, but his previous indifference towards the Xia family and his daughter was completely gone. Instead, he looked aggrieved: "Qingge, they are so noisy, why are you hiding and not helping me catch them out?" Let them go.”
"..."
There was no mirror in front of Lin Qingge, but she felt that the expression on her face was definitely distorted for a moment.
She sneered, walked over and grabbed his wrist to diagnose his pulse, without letting go: "General Chu, don't you understand the situation? Should I drive them away? Do you want them to scold me?" Vixen?"
"What's wrong with being a vixen? Only beautiful and smart people are called vixens. Have you ever seen any ugly person being called a vixen?"
This time, she actually laughed angrily.
"Chu Nanfeng, if your Xia Yun is called a vixen, how many firecrackers will you set off?"
"You can put as much as you want."
"..."
Why, the more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong.
Thinking of the conversation between him and the Xia family's father and daughter just now, she narrowed her eyes and stared at Chu Nanfeng's face.
But his tired look was not a disguise. The sword in his chest almost penetrated his heart.
It's a miracle that he can wake up now. How can he really have such a good spirit and quarrel with others?
No matter how many questions she had in her mind, she still didn't ask the question she wanted to ask: "Go to bed when you are tired. I'm going to buy some medicinal materials."
"Let Shi Qi go..."
"Why should I order him around? Besides, does he know about medicinal materials or do I? Or, you are in my cousin's territory and you still want to control me?"
When Lin Qingge said this sentence naturally, he felt that he really seemed to be a bit like, "It's okay, Su Yunting, something's wrong, cousin." Wouldn't this seem too callous?
The image of the man whose hair was full of romance flashed through her mind, and she felt that there was no way anyone in this world could be so unkind to him.
Chu Nanfeng held her hand: "Have dinner with me tonight."
"Um."
After getting her response, he lay down and closed his eyes.
Lin Qingge walked out of the room and found Su Yunting again.
"Are you put to sleep?"
"I want to see Zhou Chenghan."
"...You are really bold to dare to call His Majesty by his first name."
"If you don't help, I can be bolder and let him kill my nine tribes and take you in directly."
Su Yunting was not annoyed, but looked at her and smiled, took her out of Wangyou Pavilion, got on the carriage and went straight to the palace.
The whole process was as simple as returning to your own home.
"Have you been in contact all these years?"
"Not all the time, but after he ascended the throne, he gave me a token. He said that if I need it, I can come to him at any time." He tossed the token in his hand, and there was an indescribable emotion in his handsome eyebrows.
Lin Qingge did not delve into it, and could not delve into it.
The relationship between Chu Nanfeng, Su Yunting and Zhou Chenghan was originally to support each other and advance and retreat together.
But because of her existence, everything was broken.
Six years had left scars in her heart and left them with a lot of helplessness.
No matter how reluctant he was, he had to admit that the winner was indeed the late emperor.
He obviously seems to have no control over anyone, but by controlling the overall situation, he makes everything happen the way he expects.
It was also at that moment that she suddenly understood what an unbreakable fate meant.
I have always boasted that I understand the metaphysics of Feng Shui and that I have every plan, but what’s the result?
Perhaps everyone prays to gods and Buddhas, and asks about this life through divination, because many things are completely impossible to predict, right?
It still has red palace walls and yellow tiles, solemn and solemn but also unspeakably depressing.
The last time she entered the palace, she was alone with the late emperor. Now she entered the palace to see Zhou Chenghan. Could the late emperor have thought of that?
When Lin Qingge and Su Yunting appeared in the imperial study, the excitement in Zhou Chenghan's eyes could not be concealed: "I didn't expect that after so many years, you would come to me."
His face is still a little paler than normal.
After so many years of calculations, coupled with his own frailty, even if he nourished himself every day these years, it would be difficult to eliminate the root cause of his disease.
"See Your Majesty." Lin Qingge bowed politely, "A common girl is brave enough to come here to ask His Majesty a few questions."
The polite and polite words made Zhou Chenghan frown.
He glanced at Su Yunting: "She has been with you all these years. Why do you think of Nan Feng more and more the more you look at her? She is also cold and respectful, but there is always a sense of dissatisfaction and resentment."
"If you don't stay with me, will you throw me into the tomb again?" Su Yunting was not polite at all and sat down on the soft stool that had been prepared.
Lin Qingge: "..."
Sure enough, none of the three are normal.
Zhou Chenghan stood up and walked around the long desk, sitting next to Su Yunting: "I heard that Nan Feng was assassinated in the suburbs, and it was you who saved him. Now you come to me..."
Calling himself out of habit for a while, he chuckled, leaned against Su Yunting and said, "What do you want to ask? If I know, I can definitely tell you."
She looked at Su Yunting and Zhou Chenghan, who were sitting next to each other, and said something out of nowhere: "Is it because of you that he hasn't gotten married for so many years?"
