Chapter 23 From now on, he is a stranger to me

That's right, Meng Qing used to really like to chase after Qi Yuan, even if he rejected him, she still liked him.

All these likings come from her determination to win or lose. She hates Meng Heng, and she can't wait to take away all the good things around her, the lover of the throne...

But it's different now, she has long since lost her feelings for Qi Yuan, and the only one she likes is Shen Hanzhang.

Meng Qing smiled, "Second Sister, Qingqing doesn't like Qi Yuan anymore, what happens to him has nothing to do with me."

A gust of warm wind blew faintly outside the window, blowing up the girls' waist-length black hair.

A trace of surprise flashed across Meng Yao's eyes calmly.

"You... don't like Qi Yuan anymore?"

She still couldn't believe it, after all, Meng Qing used to like Qi Yuan so much that she couldn't help herself!
Meng Qing nodded.

As if she knew some earth-shattering news, she suddenly showed a relieved smile.

"That's good, I know you can think about it, don't mention how happy my sister is."

"..."

hypocrisy.

When it was almost noon, the bronze bell struck lightly, making a reverent sound.

After Yun He cleaned up the things on the table for Meng Qing, he was about to step out of the studio to leave school when he bumped into Xiao Yan head-on.

Meng Qing was taken aback.

"Teacher, why are you back?"

Xiao Yan is different today from the past, he is wearing a red official robe, with flying cranes and auspicious clouds embroidered on his patch, which makes him handsome and handsome, with an excellent temperament.

He calmly said: "Qi Yuan is going to Yunnan with Meng Heng."

That's what happened.

"I know."

Meng Qing's expression was too ordinary, and she couldn't even catch a trace of sadness and sadness from her eyes.

Xiao Yan was very surprised, "Aren't you sad?"

"???"

Why did both of them come to ask her if she was sad?

Daringly, she'd better cry on the spot for them to see, right?
"Not upset."

Xiao Yan thought she was pretending to be strong.

"You don't have to be so brave. If you want to cry, just cry."

"..."

Cry you big head ghost!
She tried her best to explain: "Teacher, I think you have misunderstood. I don't like Qi Yuan now. Whether he goes or stays, who he likes, or who he doesn't like has nothing to do with me. From now on, he will be a stranger to me."

"You really don't like him?"

"do not like."

Meng Qing shook her head, with resistance written all over her face.

"That's fine."

Fortunately, Xiao Yan could understand people's language, and Meng Qing happily walked away.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan asked another question.

"Who do you like now?"

Meng Qing paused.

"Do I have to have someone I like?"

weird.

Xiao Yan seems to be seriously ill today.

He bowed his head and smiled slightly, "I'm just asking."

Meng Qing couldn't help rolling her eyes inwardly, her face was well-behaved and calm, "Ask me? You are so strange today, Taifu, did you do something wrong?"

Xiao Yan, who was poked at the center, swallowed his dry throat.

His lips were slightly red, "I don't have any, I'm just worried that Your Highness won't think about it."

Qi Yuan will intercede, and will be transferred to Yunnan by Sheng Sheng, these are all his masterpieces.

He was just worried that if Meng Qing still liked Qi Yuan, she would be very sad and depressed when she heard this, and she would be devastated.

It's all right now, she doesn't like Qi Yuan anymore, and he doesn't have to worry about getting angry when Meng Qing learns that it's because of him.

Meng Qing looked left and right, up and down, and always felt that Xiao Yan had something to hide from her.

"Don't tell me, Qi Yuan was done by you!"

She guessed wildly, after all, Xiao Yan didn't come to teach them today.

Xiao Yan flatly denied it, "No."

Meng Qing frowned, but still had some doubts in her heart.

Could it be that Qi Yuan committed suicide by himself?
Yes!

She just remembered that yesterday she seemed to ask Qi Yuan to intercede, could it be her words that kicked Qi Yuan to Yunnan?
I really didn't expect that someone would actually do what she said nonsense, Qi Yuan is such a fool!
Meng Qing couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Xiao Yan hooked his lips, "Are you hungry?"

She nodded.

"The minister brought some cakes from the imperial court, have a taste?"

Imperial?

When Meng Qing heard this, her eyes lit up.

You know, the imperial chefs around the emperor are all the top cooks, and the cooks who are in charge of the princess's diet are not as delicious as the imperial chefs!
"Taste! I'll try it for Taifu!"

Su Zhou carried a red-painted food box and handed it to Meng Qing. Meng Qing was so hungry that her stomach was growling. After receiving the food box, she carried it into the study and opened it to eat.

The first layer is glutinous rice mochi, the second layer is soft and crispy Bazhen cake, and the third layer is sweet-scented osmanthus cheese that melts in your mouth.

She picked up a piece of rice mochi and was about to stuff it into her mouth, when suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and her small mouth was a little dull.

Xiao Yan...

He won't poison it...

Meng Qing raised her eyes hesitantly and stared at him with a smile.

She put the limp rice mochi in her hand to his mouth.

"Teacher, you eat first."

The crumbs of rice mochi stick to his lips, soft and cold.

Little girl, she still knows how to respect him.

He opened his mouth and took a small bite, but accidentally touched her warm fingertips.

This touch was like an electric shock, prompting her to subconsciously withdraw her jade hand.

Meng Qing recalled the experience of that night again, lowered her head shyly, and stared at the embroidered shoes.

Xiao Yan saw her appearance in his eyes, chewed the small piece of rice mochi, and stretched out his fingertips to wipe his lips covered with fine particles.

"Your Highness, let's eat first, I'm not hungry."

He saw the little girl's embarrassment and didn't continue to embarrass her.

"oh oh……"

The girl sat on the table and began to eat on her own.

Xiao Yan watched silently from the side, showing a fatherly smile as if staring at his little girl.

Meng Qing ate a few mouthfuls of rice mochi, and a few more Bazhen cakes, but the sweet-scented osmanthus cheese was saved for last.

He asked, "Do you like to drink sweet-scented osmanthus cheese?"

Meng Qing nodded like pounding garlic.

He could tell at a glance that she liked it.

"I like it. When Mistress Yue was here, she often made me sweet-scented osmanthus cheese. The sweet-scented osmanthus cheese she made is the most delicious thing in the world!"

"Miss Yue?"

Meng Qing's eating speed paused for a moment.

"Oh, by the way, Taifu, you probably don't know Yue Niangniang..."

Xiao Yan was silent.

He really doesn't know who Yue Niangniang is...

"Niang Yue is the Jinlan of my concubine, but unfortunately she died when I was seven years old..."

The little girl's words gradually became smaller, as small as a mosquito, and there was some sadness and sourness hidden in her tone.

The next moment, the little girl's eyes were gradually filled with tears, and the tip of her nose was slightly red, innocent and pitiful.

Xiao Yan's fingertips were slightly stiff.

Eat well, why cry...

Could it be that Empress Yue is really that important to her?

He said: "Why are you crying, you are useless!"

Meng Qing pursed her mouth and cried even more sadly.

Yun He was anxious at the side, she said: "Master Xiao! Lady Yue is the person His Highness has missed the most for so many years, you..."

And scolded her for being worthless...

(End of this chapter)

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