After Dressing as a Male Cross-dresser

Because it is oral.

Everyone only thought that Li Qingyan was saying "Li Qingyan", and did not make any other doubts.

And because Xia Qian had previously discovered Li Qingyan's secret, he became the only person present who could understand Li Qingyan's true meaning.

Suddenly, there was a look of certainty, and a certain degree of uncertainty.

But the next moment, Xia Qian's eyes were completely settled.

Because Li Qingyan said.

"The fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March, and you will be able to see the colorful flowers.

Go to Liaodong in the scorching hot June, enjoy a place to enjoy the coolness and summer.

Stay in Shengjing in the golden autumn and September to stop for the red leaves of Xiangshan Mountain.

Entering the Western Regions in the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, the cliffs of Mount Tianshan fell white.

Years are long, I only hope:

Galloping horses to welcome the sunrise and sunset, back-to-back travel slowly north and south.

Sit and watch the flowers blooming in front of the court, smiling at the clouds and clouds in the sky.

Lie on ice when it is hot, and make tea when it is cold, so unhappy!

Students are just people who want to be free and free. "

This is Li Qingyan's sincerity, to be a person who is far away from the courts, wanders around the world, is unrestrained, and enjoys freedom.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a little silence in the audience.

Everyone intertwined their gazes, and then plunged into the figure standing on the high platform like a Zhilan Yushu, and their eyes crossed with astonishment.

No one thought that the "No. 1 Talented Scholar in Shengjing" Changping Hou Shizi Li Qingyan's true heart was like this.

Idle clouds and wild cranes, live leisurely.

This is not an extraordinary wish, but it is extremely inappropriate for Li Qingyan.

It's like a person with boundless future, striving for progress, and a role model for the younger generation.

Suddenly I told you that she didn't want to work so hard to make progress at all, she just wanted to be a leisurely person and live comfortably.

Especially Li Qingyan is the first son of Changping Houfu.

The descendants of the upper-class family in Shengjing also know exactly what Changping Hou's Mansion looks like now.

If the Li Mansion was originally a wealthy and idle family, it would be fine, but the Li Mansion was not. It would be fine if the Li Mansion was just content with the status quo. Considering the previous performance of Li Qingyan, the Li Mansion was determined to cheer up.

Therefore, Loei needs someone who can carry the burden.

Li Qingyan is in the current situation. She knows that her speech this time will make people feel that she is not promising, and will think that she was wasting her time, so that she will re-examine the tall and tall image she has built up, but she still Choose to speak out of your mouth and make it public.

Because this is her true heart.

Only this time, she wanted to be Li Qingyan, she wanted to be herself, and she wanted to be that when she was five years old, she would want to snuggle in her mother's arms and point to the mountains and rivers of the Dayan Dynasty in her father's study.

"Mother, Ayan must let the mountains and rivers of the Great Yan Dynasty leave Ayan's footprints one day."

The girl who laughs like a flower.

Most of the other supervisors who didn't know the reason shook their heads slightly, only to feel that Li Qingyan was going to roll over this time.

Such unpromising and unpredictable remarks, in the ears of the superintendents of the State Supervisor who are racing to chase and come up with a head, are indeed somewhat unacceptable.

I only felt that I was not a member of the same group, and I also stopped looking up to Li Qingyan.

Yomo felt that Li Qingyan was not what they imagined, not the goal for them to fight for.

In fact, these people are not looking up to the real Li Qingyan, they just look up to the Li Qingyan they imagined.

When I find that Li Qingyan in my imagination is different from her in reality, a word often said by modern entertainment circles will come up.

[People collapsed].

However, when Li Qingyan said these interests, he was already thinking about it.

But compared to what was lost, Li Qingyan felt that it was worthwhile to be loyal to and speak for himself.

However, this time, can her sincerity be recognized by Mr. Yanyu?

Li Qingyan's eyes remained motionless, only staring at the middle-aged man with beautiful beards above the pavilion.

In fact, no matter whether it is available or not, after Li Qingyan said that sentence, she already felt that today was complete.

Because she has overcome the miasma in her heart.

Living to the age of Mr. Misty Rain, naturally he will not be easily guessed and left, but his brows are slightly frowned right now.

It was also because of this tightness that the onlookers felt that Li Qingyan was about to finish.

But after a while, Mr. Yanyu suddenly asked Li Qingyan.

"Now, do you regret it?"

This similar question was not the first time Mr. Misty Rain asked today, but the other person being asked was Jin Xiangjun.

There is only the same question, but the person who asks it out wants to know different things.

I asked Jin Xiangjun, Mr. Misty Rain only asked a superficial article based on her answer to see if Jin Xiangjun could give his answer.

But when I ask Li Qingyan, Mr. Yanyu has a more profound meaning, which is deeply related to Mr. Yanyu himself.

He glanced at Li Qingyan underneath.

It is as clean as bamboo and as clean as snow.

But the shoulders seemed to have been pressed by a thick layer of snow, slowly covering the young boy's vigorous appearance, and buried it in the snow where there was no sunlight.

Suffering that lonely cold alone.

Just like himself.

Mr. Yanyu twisted his eyebrows slightly, and sighed faintly in his heart.

Such Li Qingyan is like him.

"Horse galloping to welcome the sunrise and sunset, and slowly travel north and south with back hands.

Sit and watch the flowers blooming in front of the court, smiling at the clouds and clouds in the sky.

Lie on ice when it is hot, and make tea when it is cold. "

Unfettered, free and unrestrained, is it not the wish of Mr. Misty Rain.

Although the person Li Qingyan wanted to be, Mr. Yanyu was unexpected, or Li Qingyan, whom Mr. Yanyu was concerned about at the beginning, felt a little bit different.

But it is rare that Mr. Yanyu actually found a truly like-minded person here.

Can……

Mr. Yanyu paused in his eyes, narrowed his eyes to the complexity, and looked directly at Li Qingyan below.

How did Li Qingyan answer.

Will determine Mr. Misty Rain's answer.

The eyes of the two crossed slightly in mid-air, unlike those around them who were not optimistic, Li Qingyan felt a little bit.

This time, Mr. Yanyu looked at her, and it was indeed a little different from the last time.

It's not disappointment, but more thoughtful thinking.

Because of this deep thought, Li Qingyan's eyes settled slightly.

He raised his eyelids and said, facing Mr. Yanyu.

"Although I can't help myself, but I have never regretted it."

Although Mr. Yanyu didn't say anything specific, everyone knew what Mr. Yanyu meant.

Now, I didn't want to be the person I wanted to be, but did you regret it?

Li Qingyan also knows, so she replied:

"Although I can't help myself, but I have never regretted it."

All the burdens and choices are her willingness, even if she gives up the freedom she wants.

Although the original intention does not change, the world is impermanent, and sometimes the responsibility is more important than the true heart.

As soon as Li Qingyan's words came out, many people on the court changed their colors slightly, because this sentence, if it were to inherit the above, would be a little more prominent.

If there is no such sentence, most people will pay more attention to Li Qingyan's original intention is not to make progress.

But with this sentence, the situation has improved.

I only feel that although Li Qingyan is at ease, she has a sense of generality, with a sense of family honor and responsibility.

On the charm of language.

Moreover, Li Qingyan really thought, this is the most commendable.

However, this time, Mr. Misty Rain dropped his eyes slightly, his face a little serious.

"If you can't achieve what you want for the rest of your life and become the person you want to be, what do you think?"

It's no wonder that Mr. Yanyu asked a few more questions. In fact, when you ask Li Qingyan these questions, you are also asking yourself.

He touched his neatly trimmed beard one after another, and his eyes gradually deepened.

He was bound in this dynasty, so he couldn't help himself.

Li Qingyan underneath slightly pondered, and then raised her head, her lips moved slightly.

Many years later, Mr. Yan Yu remembered Li Qingyan at this moment.

At that time, her eyes were shining like Ruoxi.

Although subtle, but persistent.

she says.

"If the body cannot do what we think, but at least for a moment, I hope that our heart is free."

"At this moment, students are loyal to themselves. For students, this is called freedom."

Li Qingyan's voice is not particularly loud, but it is clearly printed in the ears of everyone present.

It is not difficult for her to understand what she said. She did not directly answer Mr. Misty Rain's words, but from another concept, she answered Mr. Misty Rain.

First of all, this if is denied.

Li Qingyan fundamentally denied the problem of Mr. Misty Rain. In her opinion, with such a moment of freedom, she also became who she wanted to be.

In other words, at this moment, Li Qingyan becomes who she wants to be.

The free soul, in her body, blooms with brilliance.

The supervisors on the scene understood this point, Jin Xiangjun understood it, Bai Jingshu understood it, and Xia Qian understood it even more.

But the three have their own ideas.

Jin Xiangjun was inexplicably panicked in his heart, but he thought that if one day she proclaims the emperor, I am afraid that Li Qingyan will not be able to keep her.

The person she loves, yearning for freedom, how willing to be bound by her in the Zhu wall.

Jin Xiangjun tightened his hands slightly, frowned slightly, and a trace of crazy obsession flashed in his eyes.

If Li Qingyan cannot be left in the name of love, then even if the wings are broken, Li Qingyan will not be allowed to leave.

Bai Jingshu fell into deeper thinking, his expression a bit solemn.

Between him and Ah Yan, he is destined to not receive the blessing of the public.

If after solving the misunderstanding, Ah Yan is also interested in him, will he be able to give Ah Yan the freedom to fly? Or even fly high with him?

But... Suddenly a picture flashed in Bai Jingshu's mind, causing his face to sink suddenly.

That is the picture of the Bai family's ancestral hall.

Jin Xiangjun had a flash of crazy obsession, Bai Jingshu fell into self-entanglement, and Xia Qian didn't care about it at all.

It's like listening to the answers of strangers.

indifferent.

At the moment, he only cares about one thing.

Xia Qian stared at Li Qingyan on the high platform, her eyes a little cold.

So, where did his Ayan go?

——

Since Li Qingyan on the high platform uttered the first answer, Xia Qian had already confirmed the bold conjecture in his heart.

The person on the high platform is not Li Qingyan he knows.

His Ayan originally came from freedom, free and easy, no need to deliberately seek freedom.

Only those who really suppress themselves will yearn for freedom.

At that moment, Xia Qian finally felt a difference.

And the most important point is that he admires Li Qingyan's point of admiration, which is not in the person on the high platform.

The skin is the same, but the soul is different.

Xia Qian frowned, and the always calm mind was filled with dryness and anxiety, constantly stirring.

He couldn't bear the urge to pull Li Qingyan off the stage and ask him to understand.

But the people underneath reacted differently, but Mr. Misty Rain on the pavilion was hidden in the dark, with some indistinct expressions.

He seemed to be thinking about Li Qingyan's answer, and he seemed to be caught in some strange thoughts.

But Li Qingyan is not in a hurry, anyway, she has now returned to her body and has a lot of time to wait.

Moreover, since she blurted out the previous sentence of "loyal to herself", she seemed to have a long-depressed depression suddenly confided in her heart.

The whole person is a lot easier.

It seems to have unloaded a heavy burden, even the eyes are cleared a lot, it has nothing to do with the result.

And this kind of ease is not only physical, it's more like coming from the depths of the soul.

So that she felt that she was a little floating.

Li Qingyan's thoughts just surfaced, and she was stunned for the next moment.

But in an instant, the dizziness hit Li Qingyan's mind, and when she opened her eyes again, she returned to the "place of no light" that she had been very familiar with in the past few months.

Li Qingyan, who was calm and calm the moment ago, is not calm now.

Why is she back again? !

what the **** is it?

Just as a hint of anxiety flashed across her eyebrows, there were suddenly a few looming lights not far away.

Li Qingyan was stunned for a moment, her whitish lips were slightly blurred, and then she quickly got up and walked towards the light.

After a short while, Li Qingyan approached the past, getting closer, and the light was even more obvious.

There are three long and tall candlestick lights, forming a three-legged shape, occupying one side, and burning vigorously and hot.

Let Li Qingyan shrink subconsciously.

But because of the bright lights, Li Qingyan could see the situation clearly.

On the light purple quilt, there is a human figure with double pony tails, index and middle fingers in the depths, and a strange gesture on the edge of the eye.

Li Qingyan didn't know if they were eyes. The five senses had five senses, but they weren't like the people in the beauty picture she had ever seen, and they were far from real people.

There is also a decoration of the moon symbol between the eyebrows, which is very strange.

It's not just that the patterns on the quilt are strange, what Li Qingyan sees in front of her eyes is a bit strange.

It was like a bed of white wood. It seemed to be the first time she saw her in her memory.

The white jade bed, she knows, white wood, but see you for the first time.

Also, it should be a table, which is also made of white wood, with a bright object.

It was the first thing that caught Li Qingyan's attention because it was too bright.

Li Qingyan squinted her eyes and walked towards the translucent object.

As soon as the little hand stretched out, I saw that there was also a hand in it that moved the same way as her, and it was extremely clear, as if it had copied the environment she was in now.

Li Qingyan was stunned subconsciously, thinking of something.

The body has appeared in front of the translucent thing.

Sure enough, a face exactly like her appeared in the translucent thing.

This is a mirror.

But it was ten million times clearer than the mirror she had used before, and it was not a bronze mirror.

Li Qingyan raised her hand and touched the mirror, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. I don't know what material it is to photograph people so clearly.

On the other side of the table, there is a silver square iron block.

Let's call it "Iron Block" for the first time.

Although it is silver, it is not silver.

But it is extremely thin and smooth, and there is a pattern of an apple that was bitten off on the back.

This pattern is a little more realistic, much stronger than the pattern on the quilt just now.

But even so, except for the mirror that just recognized it, the other things here are very strange to Li Qingyan.

Just when Li Qingyan was puzzled, suddenly there was a soft "嘤咛" behind him.

Then there was the sound of turning over.

Li Qingyan turned her head subconsciously, and saw that the quilt with a strange pattern just now was firmly pressed by a small white foot, and her hand was in the same posture, pressing the quilt tightly. The whole person was like holding a pillow, bending down to press the quilt. In his arms.

But his **** pouted and rushed to Li Qingyan's front.

Such a weird and funny sleeping position.