After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

She had long heard about the romantic affairs of the Second Prince. Any girl who fell in love with him would end up being unable to get the love she wanted and would be heartbroken.

If he treats a girl well, it's probably just a spur of the moment move and he won't be too deeply in love with her.

Zhihua didn't want her young lady to be too deeply involved with the second prince.

She bit her lip and lowered her head, "Your Highness, I don't know."

Qin Guanqing sighed, "Okay."

Zhihua was finally able to leave. She walked very quickly in small steps, patting her chest as she walked.

……

The night view of Juxiang Garden is more beautiful than during the day.

In the spring and bright scenery, the three peaks of Liuyuan Garden are facing each other, with Guanyun Peak in the center, Ruiyun Peak and Xiuyun Peak standing on the left and right, like a swimming dragon rising and falling, hidden in the thick night, bathed in the bright moonlight, mysterious and majestic.

Nian Susu sat in front of the window, holding his chin with his hands, looking at the Tiange on the top of Guanyun Peak. It looked like a palace in the sky, so far away and out of reach.

"Ah sneeze——"

She rubbed her half-blocked nose. She had a premonition that she would catch a cold, but she didn't know when she would fall ill.

She closed the window, took off her fox cloak and was about to go to bed when suddenly a melodious flute sound, ethereal and clear, came from outside the window.

Such a good flute sound should be from Qin Guanqing, right? Thinking of this, she had already opened the quilt and lay down. Being able to fall asleep with the sound of the flute, her dreams would be sweet.

But after listening for a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, the moonlight outside the window fell into her eyes, she sat up, always feeling that this was not played by Qin Guanqing.

For some unknown reason, she dragged her heavy body out of the door.

The wing room was dark in the bright spring day, with only a patch of moonlight falling in the courtyard.

Nian Susu looked around and followed the direction of the flute sound, walked out of Chunhe Jingming, and headed east. After passing through a moon gate, he could see the covered bridge, and on the bridge was the Heming Pavilion.

There was a man standing on the top of the pavilion, holding a flute in both hands, with a thin waist and broad shoulders, long hair tied in a crown with flying hair ends and fluttering clothes, like a banished immortal.

His face couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but Nian Susu recognized him at the first sight.

She walked quickly toward the covered bridge.

"Cough cough cough..." It was windy at night and she went out in a hurry so she forgot to put on an extra piece of clothing.

Nian Susu walked onto the covered bridge. When she was a few meters away from the Heming Pavilion in the center of the bridge, she stopped and looked up at the man on the top of the pavilion. The moonlight softened his delicate edges. He seemed to sense someone approaching and stopped playing the flute.

At this time, the girls in the two courtyards, Chunhejingming and Ruzuochunfeng, all pricked up their ears, wondering why the flute sound suddenly stopped?

They all agreed that it was the Second Prince playing the flute, and this time the sound was even more beautiful than at the palace banquet.

As for who the Second Prince was bragging to? They all had expectations in their hearts. On the one hand, they privately thought that he was bragging to them, while on the other hand, they rationally said that they were not close friends with the Second Prince.

No matter what the second prince's purpose is, it's a gain to hear it.

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Qin Junyu glanced sideways at her thin figure on the corridor bridge, her shadow stretched out very long. He smiled and said, "Do you want to come up?"

She nodded.

Qin Junyu inserted the flute into his belt, flew down from the roof of the pavilion, and landed steadily in front of her, "I'm sorry, Miss Nian."

He put his arms around her waist, pulled her towards him, and then used his Qinggong skills to fly to the top of Heming Pavilion.

It was Nian Susu’s first time to experience the feeling of taking off. She was both excited and nervous, and subconsciously wrapped her arms around his waist.

His palms were warm, and he transmitted the warmth to her through the thin silk.

Because she was wearing thin clothes and it was very cold at high altitude, she was shivering in the wind as soon as she reached the top of the pavilion. Her whole body was cold, but the side of her waist where he was holding his palm felt hot enough to burn through her clothes.

Qin Junyu's hand left her waist and went up to hold her slender arm. "Why did you come out wearing so little?"

"I forgot." Nian Susu felt guilty.

Coincidentally, he didn't go out wearing a cloak either.

"Cough, cough, cough..." She started coughing again.

Qin Junyu helped her sit down, "Are you sick? Why are your lips so white?"

Nian Susu bent her knees, wrapped her arms around her legs, smiled and shook her head, "I'm fine, Your Highness, please continue playing, it sounds very nice." Her eyes looked at the flute at his waist.

Qin Junyu also sat down, and the two of them sat close to each other.

"Who plays better, me or the second prince?" The jade flute was spinning in circles between his fingers, as if he would not play unless she said something.

Nian Susu couldn't help laughing, he was still remembering this incident.

That night in Qinghui Palace, she was just playing a joke - teaching the apprentice and starving the master, but he felt very resentful about it and came here tonight to prove himself.

She deliberately said: "The second prince blows better."

He paused with his fingertips, and without hesitation, he put the flute back to his waist, his face as gloomy as water, "My skills are not as good as others, so I'd better not play it, so as not to be laughed at by Miss Nian."

Nian Susu leaned forward and put her face close to look at him, but he turned his face away in anger.

She moved closer, their breaths close.

If he hadn't reached the limit of the human body, he could have turned his face to the back.

"Are you angry?" Nian Susu continued to tease him.

"Hiss——" Qin Junyu couldn't bear it any longer. He turned his head back and his nose collided with hers. They both widened their eyes at the same time.

The warm breaths intertwined and could no longer be distinguished from each other.

Nian Susu's heart was pounding, and he grabbed his arm tightly with his hand.

Qin Junyu was breathing heavily, his rough hands gripping her shoulders, and there was only his shadow in those beautiful fox eyes. It was as if her heart was filled, very heavy... Her Adam's apple slid, and an impulsive thought came into being.

He stretched out his other hand, lifted her small chin with his index finger, and touched her red lips so close to him. He closed his eyes and slowly approached.

Immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere, Nian Susu suddenly woke up. When he was about to kiss her, she leaned back and covered his mouth with her little hand.

She smiled and said, "I was just teasing you. You are much more capable than the Second Prince."

The two of them tacitly distanced themselves from each other, just as they tacitly did not push each other away when they got close to each other just now.

Qin Junyu smiled and continued to play the flute for her.

The sound of the flute was pleasant to the ears. As Nian Susu listened, her head became heavier. She clearly felt cold, but her body was burning hot. In a daze, she leaned on Qin Junyu's shoulder and fell asleep.

At this time, a figure sneaked over under the corridor bridge of Heming Pavilion.

Wang Yuejiao didn't dare to get too close, so she could only stick her head out from behind a nearby rockery. She could see clearly that the person on the top of the pavilion was Nian Susu, but she couldn't see who the man she was leaning on was.

Judging from the sound of the flute, it is undoubtedly the second prince.

She had already fallen asleep in the courtyard, but was awakened by the sound of a flute in her dream. She guessed that it was the Second Prince playing the flute in the Chrysanthemum Fragrance Garden, so she got up in a hurry, packed up and dressed, preparing to meet him by chance under the moon.

Unexpectedly, when I followed the sound, I saw a man and a woman leaning against each other on the roof of Heming Pavilion, and the flute sound came from the roof.

Wang Yuejiao immediately thought of a possibility—the second prince had a secret meeting with Nian Susu late at night.