Only this green, not disappointing the spring

Zhou Xiaonan did not return to Shangguan Mansion, but went to Huichuntang.

When Nan Rongyuanzhi walked back to the clinic slowly with his hands behind his back, he saw a man standing at the door.

"Have you memorized the Pulse Sutra? Why are you standing at the door?"

The little girl rolled her eyes at her master, said nothing, and walked straight to the backyard of the clinic.

Nan Rongyuanzhi could not help but shook his head, secretly sighing that his little disciple's temper was getting worse and worse. He didn't know what he would become in the future, and it would probably be difficult for him to get married.

When I entered the backyard, I saw the little girl lying comfortably on the recliner in the main room, holding a strange-looking cat-shaped pillow in her arms.

He snorted coldly, sat down on a chair, and said while warming his hands on the blazing fire:

"You look so impatient! Just tell me what you want to ask."

Zhou Xiaonan pouted and frowned before speaking:

"Master, why did you lie? Although the Third Prince's injuries are serious, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are 100% sure that you can cure him with your ability. Before, I saw you reconnect a broken leg with my own eyes!"

She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, her eyes were full of fire. Her master had a great sense of justice in his heart and respected every living life. He shouldn't be like this now.

Seeing that the little girl was really angry, Nan Rongyuanzhi put away his joking expression and said seriously:

"Silly child, things in this world are not black and white. Changqing has his own plan for his leg injury, and it is not something a little girl like you should worry about."

Zhou Xiaonan was a little dazed when he heard this. He looked at the person in front of him with his eyes wide open. Suddenly he thought of something and said:

"Master, do you mean that you and the Third Prince had planned this in advance? Let alone what he was planning, how could my sister be innocent?

No, I must tell my sister about this! She has always felt that the reason why the Third Prince’s leg injury was so serious was because he ignored his leg injury to save her! "

After saying that, she immediately stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by Nan Rongyuanzhi.

"Stop right there! You don't need to worry about the master's affairs, Changqing will tell your sister the truth at the right time.

It is true that Changqing saved Qingyue, so letting her worry for a few days is a reward, and it is not an injustice to her. "

Zhou Xiaonan had no way to refute it, so he had to sit back in the recliner, hug the pillow and sigh.

"Alas, the people in the capital are so complicated. I really want to leave here as soon as possible, but I can't bear to leave my sister..."

The main person, Shangguan Qingyue, didn't have the energy to think about it. She returned to the courtyard arranged for her by Mother Wu, took a quick look around the surrounding layout, and then went straight into the study and didn't come out until dark.

The kitchen had sent people to ask twice, but Bingling sent them back with "wait a little longer".

Although the servants in the Third Prince's Mansion did not know Shangguan Qingyue, ever since Mother Wu arranged her to the West Courtyard, everyone was certain of one thing: this person must be someone the master cares about very much and must not be neglected!

But seeing that it was already past dinner time and the West Courtyard had not yet announced the meal, the servants were afraid that people would starve, so they had to ask Mother Wu for help.

After walking quickly all the way to the west courtyard, Mother Wu, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, said to Bing Ling while panting:

"Bing girl, is Miss Qingyue feeling unwell? The kitchen told me that she hasn't had her meal yet."

Bing Ling couldn't help but twitch her lips when she heard this strange name, and replied with a wooden face:

"No, the young lady is still busy in the study and I don't want to disturb her, so I asked the kitchen to warm the food on the stove first.

I have clearly explained it to the maid before, why did you call me here?"

Mother Wu reached out and tapped Bing Ling's forehead, saying helplessly:

"Oh, you little girl, why are you so stubborn! Even if the master is busy, you have to eat first. What if you get hungry?"

She twisted her body to push Bing Ling away, walked to the door of the study, bent over and asked in a gentle voice:

"Miss Qingyue, it's getting late. Would you like to have dinner first and then do the work at hand?"

Shangguan Qingyue, who had a pen in his mouth and another in his hair, did not answer. Instead, he waited until he had finally put the last stroke on the drawing paper before responding to the door:

"Coming!"

She opened the door and bumped into Mother Wu who was standing at the door. She was so frightened that she hiccupped and couldn't stop...

"Hiccup~ Miss Qingyue, hiccup~ What are you doing..."

She almost thought that the girl in front of her had secretly gone to the kitchen to work as a fire-making maid! Otherwise, where did she get the charcoal black all over her face and hands? !

Bing Ling, who was always stern, almost couldn't help laughing. She hurriedly walked forward and pulled Shangguan Qingyue to the bathroom, not forgetting to turn around and explain:

"Mother Wu, please tell the kitchen that dinner is ready. The girl must have been painting with charcoal and accidentally got into this state. I'll go and give her a wash."

Mother Wu walked towards the kitchen while hiccuping, as if she understood something. It was the first time she heard of someone using charcoal to draw.

……

The next morning, after washing and getting ready, Xuanyuan Yan was carried by Xuan Si to the hall to have dinner, when he saw Qing Yi walking in with a strange expression.

"What happened in the mansion that makes you so speechless?"

He picked up a piece of Ruyi roll with chopsticks and put it into his mouth to chew slowly, then he heard Qing Yi say:

"My Lord, it's nothing serious. I just came back from the martial arts training ground, and Miss Qingyue was there, uh, running..."

After swallowing the food with some difficulty, Xuanyuan Yan quickly drank a mouthful of porridge, took a breath, and then said:

"Running? Why? Playing with the black wolf?"

When Qing Yi mentioned the Black Wolf, he couldn't help laughing. He coughed lightly.

"Well, Miss Qingyue seems to be exercising. As for the black wolf and the three cats brought back from the zoo, they are running with her. From this point of view...it can also be considered a kind of play."

Thinking of the faces of his brothers in the martial arts training ground when they saw that scene, he finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xuanyuan Yan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and said:

"Xuan Si, take me to the martial arts training ground."

The martial arts training ground in the mansion covers a huge area. Shangguan Qingyue chose the most inconspicuous place in the corner and was running happily.

When Xuanyuan Yan arrived, the field had returned to normal. The guards had finished their training and left. Only Bai Er and Zhu San were lying on a tree trunk, watching intently.

Seeing their master coming, the two of them hurriedly jumped down and bowed to greet him.

Xuanyuan Yan followed the green figure with his eyes and asked calmly, "Did you count the number of circles?"

They both answered in unison: "Yes, ten laps."

He calculated silently in his mind and realized that he had run about ten miles, but the person in front of him still looked relaxed and seemed to be enjoying it very much.

Bai Er said aside:

"It seems that Miss Qingyue must have insisted on jogging every morning. No wonder she was so fast on the mountain. Not only did she not hold us back, but she also relieved a lot of burdens from my subordinates."

Xuanyuan Yan's eyes were filled with a soft light, and he said softly:

"She is different."

He suddenly looked at Qing Yi and ordered:

"Starting tomorrow, the guards in the palace will start training one hour earlier. If they happen to run into Miss Qingyue, they will start training in the afternoon."

Thinking of something else, he instructed everyone again:

"Except Bing Ling, the rest of you should do the same. Go and do your own things. Xuan Si should hide in the dark and not spy on this place."

Everyone looked at each other, some were confused, while others looked as if they understood everything, but they left quickly without hesitation.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Shangguan Qingyue finally completed today's task. She was holding a snow-white cat in her arms, and the black wolf beside her had two more on its back.

She walked straight towards Xuanyuan Yan with a bright smile on her face, with the warm orange morning light behind her.

Xuanyuan Yan watched intently, and this picture was deeply imprinted in his mind. It was like a ray of light that swept away the haze deep in his heart.

He asked softly, "Have you had breakfast?"

Shangguan Qingyue wiped the sweat off her face with a handkerchief without any scruples, while shaking her head.

"No, you can't run away if you're full. Has Your Highness eaten yet?"

Seeing Bing Ling standing aside and doing nothing, Xuanyuan Yan frowned and scolded:

"Why didn't you bring the cloak? From today on, you don't have to follow the girl. Go to Madam Wu and learn how to be a maid.

If you can't learn well, go back and be your secret guard and never come back!"

Shangguan Qingyue was about to speak up when he stopped her with a look.

"How can I trust you if you can't even take care of yourself? Don't you have a maid with you? Call her to your house today."

Shangguan Qingyue saw that the other party was really angry, so she had no choice but to nod and agree obediently.

Shuying was hit hard when she returned to the village a few years ago. After returning, she devoted herself to martial arts and almost forgot to eat and sleep. She wanted to refuse, but she thought that there were many masters in the Third Prince's Mansion, and they might be of great help to Shuying, so she stopped worrying.

She followed Xuan Si until she entered Xuanyuan Yan's yard. After she sat down and looked at the table full of steaming food, she finally came back to her senses:

"Um, um, Your Highness. Is it appropriate for me to dine at the same table with you?"