The wonderful world of fast time travel

Not long after, Li Chengjing made a special detour, passed in front of Zheng Ling, coughed, and walked outside.

Zheng Ling, who was in a daze, heard the sound, raised his head, and his eyes moved with his movement. When the figure disappeared at the door, Zheng Ling suddenly stood up and followed him out.

As soon as he came out, Li Chengjing stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back, admiring the red flowers and willows in front of him.

Zheng Ling walked to him and stopped, looking at the luxuriant one tree crabapple, red and white clustered together, delicate and bright, especially enchanting.

Li Chengjing was fascinated by the sight, as if he hadn't noticed the person beside him, he murmured to himself: "The willow silk is soft, and the smoke is woven into sorrow. The begonias are not raining, the pear blossoms are snowing first, half of the spring break."

Zheng Ling nodded and savored carefully, staring at the crabapple tree for a moment. While waiting for the next tie, Li Chengjing turned his head and glanced at him as if he had just discovered him, then turned around and left.

Zheng Ling frowned in confusion, paused for a moment, then picked up his steps to keep up, walked a few steps and then slowed down, thinking whether to go back and call the two young men.

Li Chengjing seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a light smile: "I'm afraid they are very drunk at the moment, whether they can recognize you as the master is a problem."

Zheng Ling turned his head to look at him.

Li Chengjing looked back at him: "They won't wake up in two days, let's go." Finally, without waiting for his reply, he walked through the hallway and turned the corner.

Zheng Ling asked Jin Fenghuang clearly in his heart, and it was exactly as Li Chengjing said, so he continued to catch up.

Because Zheng Ling was not familiar with the place where he was born, and there were few servants walking around in the garden, he followed Li Chengjing closely all the way.

Li Chengjing was not in a hurry to go back, and walked around the garden leisurely.

Zheng Ling didn't dare to urge, and the scenery here was really difficult to see, so he patiently browsed through it one by one.

The two of them unknowingly came to the lake pavilion built by the water. Li Chengjing stood by the lake, with the breeze blowing his sleeves, as if he was about to become a fairy.And Zheng Ling was a few meters away from him behind him, and stopped coming forward.

After a long time, Li Chengjing turned around, looked at Zheng Ling's alert face, and said slowly: "You are still too kind."

Zheng Ling frowned slightly and looked at him suspiciously.

Li Chengjing smiled lowly: "Such a good opportunity, you could have pushed me into the lake."

Zheng Ling was stunned for a while, and said, "Thank you for reminding me, I will definitely do it next time I have a chance."

Li Chengjing laughed again, shook his head and said firmly: "You won't"

Zheng Ling shrugged: "You can try."

Hearing this, Li Chengjing sat on the railing and faced Zheng Ling calmly. There was something in his eyes that Zheng Ling couldn't see through.

Zheng Ling and Li Chengjing looked at each other, the sun was hiding behind him, lingering on the water surface of the lake and sky, shimmering brilliantly, and gorgeous flowers floated and danced with it.

It is rare for them to get along so peacefully.

A gust of wind blew by, Zheng Ling glanced away, and in the corner of his eyes, someone leaned back, and then there was a plop.

Zheng Ling froze in place, he didn't know how to react to Li Chengjing's sudden movement.

The waves of the lake scattered in shock, and the flowers were also led to run. Gradually, gradually they slowed down, and then returned to calm.

Zheng Ling came back to his senses, and immediately ran over, grabbing the railing with one hand and leaning over, while reaching into the lake with the other hand, stirring the cool water, trying to find Li Chengjing, calling out repeatedly: "Li Chengjing , Li Chengjing..."

I haven't seen her for a long time, and finally just when Zheng Ling was about to jump off, someone hugged her body tightly from behind, and someone whispered in a trembling voice, "I'm fine."

The coldness around his waist woke up Zheng Ling, and he saw his eyes calm down, and said coldly: "Let go"

Li Chengjing let go of his hand as promised.

Zheng Ling turned around, intending to criticize, but when he saw Li Chengjing who was dripping and trembling, he swallowed his words again.

Li Chengjing wiped off the water stains on his face, stared into Zheng Ling's eyes, and said seriously: "I made you fall into the water, so I apologize." Then he bowed deeply to Zheng Ling and made a big salute.

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Ling let go of all his strength and looked up at the light blue sky outside the pavilion. Water dripped from one sleeve and fell to the ground with a loud voice.

"get up"

Li Chengjing straightened up and silently watched Zheng Ling pass him by.

Under the guidance of Jin Fenghuang, Zheng Ling left this place and walked on the street. He was depressed and had no time to visit.

"My son, my son"

"Master Xu, Mr. Xu"

Zheng Ling looked around blankly.

"Young Master Xu."

The childish voice sounded again.

Zheng Ling finally got his bearings, and when he met the visitor, it was Er Gouzi.

Ergouzi waved to him.

Zheng Ling walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

Er Gouzi looked at Zheng Ling's wet clothes, pursed his lips, lowered his head and said, "Master...I..."

Zheng Ling raised his hand and touched Er Gouzi's head, forced a smile, then turned around slowly and left.

Seeing Zheng Ling, who was obviously absent-minded at the moment, Er Gouzi was worried, and after persuading the friends who had been watching, he followed slowly.

After walking for a while, Jin Fenghuang couldn't help but said, "Zheng Ling, why can't I understand this Li Chengjing? Is he a good guy or a bad guy?"

It took a long time for Zheng Ling to reply: "What about him, it has nothing to do with us!"

Seeing Zheng Ling's indifferent tone, Jin Fenghuang asked in surprise, "Didn't you forgive him?"

"I'm not qualified to forgive him."

Jin Fenghuang was about to speak again, but closed it again.Indeed, they are not qualified to forgive others for Xu Yuan.

Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, when he was about to enter the door, Zheng Ling caught a glimpse of a woman in pink, as beautiful as pear blossoms and rain, standing and looking at her not far away.

Zheng Ling knew that he was Xu Yuan's favorite, Feixue.

He didn't want to go there at first, but Naihe had already approached her slowly, maybe this was Xu Yuan's subconscious.

When Zheng Ling was in front of her eyes, Feixue clutched her handkerchief and lowered her head not to look at him.

Zheng Ling asked, "Are you looking for Xu Yuan?"

Feixue hesitated, then nodded.

"What's the matter?"

Feixue bit her lips and said nothing.

If Xu Yuan saw this, he might feel distressed, but Zheng Ling wouldn't, he turned his head and wanted to leave.

Feixue called out anxiously: "Young master!"

Zheng Ling didn't look back, but stopped, waiting for the next sentence.

Feixue hesitated for a long time, and finally took out a letter from her sleeve, and said slowly: "Here is a handwritten note, and I hope you can pass it to Mr. Xu on Feixue's behalf."

Zheng Ling didn't take it: "Why didn't you hand it over to him yourself?"

Feixue lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Feixue is ashamed, she has no face to face him again."

"He never cared about it, you know that he likes you, and he loves you deeply." In the past, Feixue made fun of Xu Yuan more than once, but after each time, Xu Yuan ignored it indifferently.

He's not stupid, he just loves her too much, just looking at her like that, his eyes are full of tears.

But so what?People who don't love you don't love you after all, but you can't let go, and you can't ask for it.

With tears in her eyes, Feixue said in a daze: "Feixue is not a good man, if so..." She bit her handkerchief while speaking.The next words were hidden in her choked sobs.

If you can't do what you want in this life, why send it to the next life?

"Take back your letter." Zheng Ling's eyes were red, and after saying this, he hurried to the mansion.

"My lord, my lord..." Feixue chased after two steps, looked at the concierge in front of the door with cold eyebrows, and stopped.