The Flower Guarding Bell Chapter 7: Drunk

On the night of the cold palace, in addition to the desolate moon, there is also a lonely lamp.

The dim candlelight reflected the two master and servant, and their figures were deserted.

When Qi Lixi came here, Ling Su was standing beside Xiao Qingxue with a sad face.

Seeing him coming, the little girl’s eyes flashed with joy, and she secretly pouted at the people around her, while she quietly stepped back.

Qilixi put a few jars of wine in her hands on the table, and coughed a few times, but found that this move did not cause the woman to react in the slightest.

He touched the bottom of his nose a little arrogantly, and leaned in to look at the imperial decree in her hand.

But it is a will to depose.

In other words, Xiao Qingxue is no longer Jieyu, but an inferior palace maid that everyone can deceive.

There was a faint light in his eyes, and he carefully probed her expression from the corner of his eye, but he didn’t find the slightest abnormality.

I was thinking about how to persuade, but she received the imperial decree first.

“I wonder if Mr. Kiri is interested in having a drink with me?”

He looked at her with no strange color, and raised his lips, “I can’t ask for it.”

In the courtyard, the moon is bright and bright.

Clear brilliance sprinkled, and the shadows of the trees became more mottled.

The two of them were sitting casually on the stone steps, and after a few toasts, Qingxue was already slightly drunk.

At this time, she was fascinated by a dilapidated swing in the courtyard.

The carefree woman who once wore a palace costume and swayed on a swing under the peach blossom tree seemed to have been in her previous life.

There was a faint smell of grass and pollen in the air. She looked up at the sky of the Milky Way, and the sadness suddenly burst into the mountains. She understands that everything is nothing but unrepeatable pain.

“Fix it, it should still be able to swing.”

The person beside me said softly.

She looked at him, but found that his eyes were also on the swing. Upholding a smile, no one knows the deep meaning of that smile, but he just filled himself with wine.

“Drinking too much hurts my body, that’s all for today.”

She looked at his hand, her voice did not fluctuate, “Didn’t you say that you will not be drunk today?”

After speaking, the blocking hand on the wrist hesitated for a moment, and finally withdrew.

She raised her glass and drank it.

“Tonight’s moon is a bit rounder than usual.”

Qingxue waved her hands, half-squinting her fingers to peek at the full moon in the sky.

Besides my ears, there are insects hissing, which makes this place even more secluded and desolate.

Qilixi also looked over and turned the wine glass in his hand lightly. I wonder if it was because of the tranquility at this moment. His voice had a hint of emptiness.

“People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its cloudy and sunny days. It has never changed. The world’s entanglement is only a little bit of heart in the chest.”

“Mr. Qing posture is like lying on the cloud and eating snow, and the mind is no better than that of a layman like me.”

Her words made him smile slightly, drank the wine in his glass, and raised his hands in a dashing and unrestrained manner.

“A lot of things in the world will make you blind, look at it in a different way, and maybe, there will be another scene.”

He looked at the woman, and inadvertently glanced at the marks on her face, which were obvious even though she had applied the medicine. He knew that this slap hit her heart firmly.

How could Qingxue not hear the enlightenment in his words, he was just a fan of the authorities, and he would never be able to empathize with her if he had never been involved in it.

She is arrogant and stubborn in her bones. If she can listen to other people’s words so easily, then she is not Xiao Qingxue.

So, she changed the subject.

“Sir, I don’t know something, can you clarify?”

Qilixi looked at her expression, with a trace of clarity in her eyes, and smiled: “I guess, you must be curious about my identity, right or not?”

She opened her eyes slightly, then smiled, “Mr. has already guessed it.”

“I know what you’re curious about, and I know what you’re worried about.” He continued to fill himself up with wine, without looking at her, staring at the clear water in the glass with deep eyes.

“What I can tell you is that I have no ill will towards you, and I do not belong to any faction in the palace. My ancestors lived in seclusion for generations, and this visit to the palace is purely a guest. As for why I saved you—” He seemed to have thought of something, and smiled slightly, “Probably my heart is pure and kind, and I can’t bear to see you in trouble.”

Xiao Qingxue understood what she said. He didn’t have any plans to go into it, he just abandoned the glass and took the jug directly to touch him.

“Sir, I’ll do it first.”

He didn’t stop, watching her raise her head and pour the wine directly.

Forget it, let her go tonight.

Xiao Qingxue had never drunk so much wine before, she climbed up the steps drunk and staggered, looked at the double shadow of Qi Lixi in her eyes, and giggled to block his support.

While the sky was spinning, I stumbled on something under my feet, and the whole person threw forward.

There is no pain, in a trance, there seems to be a warmth surrounding her.

That’s the warmth she covets.

It must be a dream…

Her eyelids became heavier, her face was slightly satisfied, and she fell into a dark sweetness.

In her dream, she returned to the high hill in the starry sky and moonlit night, sitting side by side with a man, talking freely about the Hu Han family.

There were stars in his eyes, brighter than ever, and he looked at her with a doting, tender look in his eyes.

Under the moonlight, they play and play.

The intertwined shadows finally embraced each other.

He said he was going to be a hero, a hero that belonged to her alone.

…

Xiao Qingxue was awakened by Lingsu. When she woke up, she was still staring out of Dabai’s window in a daze.

Stroking the corners of her eyes, she seems to be slightly wet.

There was still a trace of confusion in her eyes, as if someone had wiped her tears lightly and caressed her face gently in a trance.

“Lingsu, did anyone come here last night?”

Lingsu looked at the woman with a puzzled look, “Niangniang, you drank too much last night. Mr. Qili sent you back. Before leaving, he ordered the servants to give you medicine.”

There was a hint of joy in her words as she said, “The niangniang looks better today than before, and the swelling has disappeared.”

“Is it…”

Xiao Qingxue murmured, and then solemnly reminded her, “In the future, you must never call me by the name Niangniang. You can just call me by my name.”

Unexpectedly, the little girl was so frightened that she knelt down and said, “This slave does not dare.”

Xiao Qingxue stepped forward to help her up, with a self-deprecating tone in her desolate tone, “Silly girl, now, besides you, who else treats me as a master? Let’s just change the name. This way, I’ll be more at ease.” /

Xiao Qingxue never imagined that one day, she would change from a noble princess to an inferior palace maid.

She is no longer pampered by working like a servant and eating rough food.

It was these experiences that made her really approach the life at the bottom, and put herself in the shoes to understand the hardships, sorrows and helplessness of this layer.

Perhaps, this is also a precious treasure in her unknown life.

Li Changqing could not have imagined that his humiliation to her actually tempered her character and will.