After packing up the snacks, Linglong placed the food box on the table and went to the dressing table.

Qiu Shui started to do her makeup, pulled up her hair and painted her eyebrows, then looked at the makeup box with some hesitation.

Linglong's eyes also fell on the rouge box that she had just bought. She touched the rouge box with her fingertips, sighed lowly, and opened her lips and said: "Since I am going to see Qi Zhen, I don't need this rouge and gouache."

Just dress modestly and elegantly.”

Qiu Shui nodded, saying so, but thinking in his heart, "The master's appearance is already pale, and if he doesn't use rouge and gouache, he looks really pitiful looking at him like this."

The mirror on the dressing table had long been smashed to pieces by Linglong with the blood jade bracelet. Linglong was sitting in front of the dressing table, unable to see her own appearance clearly.

Fortunately, she didn't care about her appearance at the moment. After Qiu Shui finished dressing her up, she got up and casually found a plain white fox fur and tied it on her body.

"Let's go, it's time to go to the study." Linglong said while tying the fox fur belt.

After saying this, he stepped out of the inner room of the snow courtyard.

Qiu Shui hurriedly picked up the food box on the table and followed him out.

The master and the servant walked to the study room in the main courtyard one after another. When the servants along the way saw Linglong, they remembered the fingerprints and blood stains on Qi Zhen's face earlier, and thought to themselves, "This looks like just a delicate and timid little girl. Why?"

To have the guts to attack His Highness is beyond recognition.

After a few steps, she arrived outside the study door. Linglong stopped and looked at the closed door of the study, hesitating slightly.

She had never done such a harmful thing before, so she naturally hesitated.

Qiu Shui observed Linglong's expression, handed the food box he was carrying to Linglong's hand, and called out tentatively: "Miss?"

Linglong gave a soft "hmm" and raised her hand to hold the handle of the food box, but did not take it from Qiushui.

When I was hesitating, the study door suddenly creaked.

Linglong heard the sound and looked back, only to see Qi Zhen just opening the door and standing on the threshold, looking towards her.

When she raised her head, her eyes met Qi Zhen's.

The blood stains on Qi Zhen's face have not faded away, and there is a cold look between his eyebrows. He is dressed in black clothes, which makes the blood stains more conspicuous.

Linglong saw the blood stains on his face at a glance, and naturally remembered that it was her own hand when the two of them had a fight. She was inevitably embarrassed, holding the handle of the food box and subconsciously bit her lip.

Qi Zhen, who was standing at the threshold, lowered his eyes and saw her appearance at this moment.

The little girl was pale, wearing a plain white fox fur. She stood in the winter ice and snow, her nose was slightly red due to the cold, and her eyes, which had always been clear and moving, were still full of red from crying not long ago.

When people look at it, they feel pity unconsciously.

Qizhen is no exception.

But as soon as he felt pity in his heart, the bloody mark on his face was stung by a few snowflakes that drifted into the door from outside. It also reminded Qi Zhen of this cute and timid little girl who looked pitiful.

In fact, he is so arrogant.

He looked at Linglong not far away with faint eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing in the study?"

Linglong felt even more embarrassed when she heard the coldness in his voice. Thinking of the purpose of her trip, she could only suppress the emotion in her heart.

She took the food box from Qiu Shui's hand, raised her head slightly, looked at Qi Zhen and said, "Come to see Your Highness." There was a hint of timidity in her eyes as she spoke.

"Xungu?" Qi Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming puzzled.

"What are you doing?" he asked next.

Linglong felt embarrassed by his questions, and she really couldn't bear to beg for peace with him in front of so many people in the courtyard.

She timidly glanced at the slaves in the main courtyard, and called out with deep grievance in her voice: "Your Highness." Her voice was soft, delicate and timid, and there was a hint of tears that she was about to cry.

Qi Zhen looked at her little appearance and sighed in his heart, thinking to himself that she really liked him.

He said helplessly: "Come in."

Linglong breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Qiu Shui, and then walked to the study room with the food box in hand.

When the servants waiting in the study saw Qi Zhen and Linglong entering the door, they all backed out with a wink.

Seeing Linglong enter the study, Qiu Shui hurriedly turned back to the snow courtyard, preparing to take the packed baggage and go out of the East Palace to wait for Linglong.

As soon as Linglong entered the study, she turned back and closed the door.

When Qi Zhen saw that the first thing she did when she came in was to close the door, he felt puzzled and gave her a confused look.

Linglong often comes to the study, but she never thinks of closing the door.

She was most afraid of Qi Zhen closing the door and disturbing others with his hands and feet.

How is today so different from the past?

"Why is the door closed?" Qi Zhen asked.

When these words were spoken, Linglong was facing the door, and Qi Zhen could only see her back.

After Linglong heard this, the hand holding the door latch and the other hand holding the food box tightened slightly, and then she turned around pretending to be nonchalant, looked at Qi Zhen and said, "Linglong is a little bit If you want to whisper something to His Highness, you can't let anyone outside hear it."

When he said this, his eyebrows were shy and timid, as if he was still the same coquettish and pitiful person he had always been in Nanyuan.

Qi Zhen's eyes were stunned. After a few moments, he came back to his senses and asked Linglong: "What do you want Tonggu to say?"

Linglong quietly observed Qi Zhen's expression and saw that the coldness on his face was much less.

Thinking of the purpose of her trip, Linglong bit her lip, suppressed the grievance and embarrassment in her heart, and forced herself to go to Qi Zhen.

"Your Highness, it's Linglong's fault today. Linglong shouldn't have taken action." She said, raising her hand to stroke the blood stain on Qi Zhen's face.

Linglong's fingertips were warm and cold, falling on Qi Zhen's face. Qi Zhen lowered his eyes and looked at Linglong standing in front of him, feeling a little confused.

Something was wrong. He subconsciously realized that something was wrong with Linglong, but he could not escape the gentleness on the surface when he was treated tenderly by the person in front of him. Naturally, he also thought deeply about the meaning of Linglong's actions.

"Does His Highness's wound still hurt? Linglong knows that she is wrong. Even if Your Highness does not allow Linglong to have children, Your Highness still has your own considerations. Linglong should not get angry with you, let alone smash the bracelet you gave her. Linglong really knows she was wrong." Linglong bit her lower lip lightly and leaned on Qi Zhen's heart, coaxing him with a soft voice.

Qi Zhen was stunned by Linglong's words.

But it was the bracelet with the last sentence that made him regain his consciousness a little bit.

He shook Linglong's bare wrist, his throat moved slightly, and hesitantly said: "Linglong, that bracelet is actually..."

Linglong naturally saw that he was hesitant to speak, and thought he was going to make up another lie to deceive her, so she didn't want to hear any of it.

She suppressed her emotions, put on the obedient look that Qi Zhen liked to see most, and said: "Your Highness, there is no need to mention the bracelet. Linglong knows that His Highness's actions must be based on your consideration."

Qi Zhen had always known that Linglong loved him the most. He had seen Linglong's strong love for him at any time, so he naturally believed it easily. At this moment, Linglong also chose to forgive him just like before.

Qi Zhen felt a little guilty in his heart, but within a moment, the guilt was pushed to the bottom of his heart.

He hugged Linglong, who was leaning against his heart, and coaxed in a gentle voice: "As long as you understand, Linglong, I will not ignore you. When the time comes, we will naturally have a child."

Linglong, who was lying on his heart, heard this and her hand holding the food box trembled slightly.

She thought, when he said this, did he really feel at all ashamed?

The slight trembling movement of Linglong's hand fell into Qi Zhen's eyes. Qi Zhen saw the thing she was carrying and thought it was a heavy object that made Linglong's wrist tremble. He raised his hand to take it and asked: "What's going on in my hand?"

What's it holding?"

Linglong avoided Qi Zhen's hand and carried the food box from Qi Zhen to the desk. She placed the food box on the desk and raised her hand to open it.

"It's a snack specially made by Linglong in order to apologize to His Highness." She answered with a smile, her eyes filled with suppressed emotions.

Qi Zhen was always unguarded against Linglong, and he didn't think that Linglong, who had always been innocent and innocent, could make any waves. In addition, after listening to her timid words just now, he was so coaxed that he fainted at this moment.

I thought that she really made some snacks to apologize for having done something to me today.

His eyes fell on the snack, and he didn't think at all that Linglong would drug him.

"Have a taste, Your Highness." Linglong held a piece of snack and brought it to Qi Zhen's mouth.

Qi Zhen frowned slightly and opened his mouth to bite.

Linglong watched him bite off a piece of snack, her heart beating nervously.

As soon as the dim sum was in his mouth, Qi Zhen knew that Linglong, the little liar, had deceived him again.

Qi Zhen knew the taste of this snack as soon as he tasted it. It was made by the cook in the small kitchen. The cook in the small kitchen in Linglong Snow Courtyard came from the main courtyard of the East Palace. How could Qi Zhen not taste it?

He looked at Linglong with a smile, raised his hand and tapped Linglong's eyebrows, but still hadn't swallowed the snack in his mouth.

Linglong panicked, thinking that he had seen something, and her face turned pale.

Fortunately, Qi Zhen didn't notice anything was wrong. He swallowed the snack and said, "Little liar, are you really making this snack? It's obviously the skill of the cook in the small kitchen."

Linglong watched Qi Zhen eat the snack, and her emotions were so complicated.

The beating heart was so nervous that it seemed like it would jump out of Linglong's chest.

She clenched her palms and retreated slightly, but did not reply to Qi Zhen's words.

Qi Zhen looked at her expression, darkly surprised, and said in a daze: "Huh? What's wrong?" He raised his hand to touch Linglong's forehead to see if it was burning again.

Linglong pushed Qi Zhen away violently, knocking Qi Zhen into the corner of the bookcase with such force.

If it was normal, no matter how hard Linglong tried, she still couldn't push Qi Zhen.

Seeing Qi Zhen's back hit the bookcase, Linglong lowered her eyes and looked at her hands, stunned.

Qi Zhen also realized something was wrong.

He began to feel faint before his eyes, and his strength was not as strong as usual.

When he looked up at Linglong in front of him, he was already a little blurry.

Qi Zhen blinked violently, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Linglong again, only to find that this time he could not see the person even more clearly. He could only vaguely see the outline of the figure in front of him, but could not see his face clearly at all.

"Linglong..." He raised his hand and stretched out in the direction of Linglong, his voice filled with panic.
Chapter completed!