Sure enough, as Leng Yan expected, Qingyu came to find Leng Yan the next day.
As for how Leng Yan knew this, it was because she heard Qingyu and Wen Shi fighting, and the servants also came to tell her.
After a while, Qingyu walked into the hall. This was the first time he saw Leng Yan since Leng Yan was imprisoned in Qingfeng Hall.
When he came in, Leng Yan was sitting by the window. She turned around when she heard the footsteps. The moment her indifferent eyes fell on him, Qingyu frowned slightly.
How does Wen Shi take care of people? Why has he lost so much weight? It would be better to let him take care of people.
It was very warm inside the Qingfeng Palace, so Leng Yan wore thin clothes. Now, as she slightly turned sideways to look over here, her waist, which was even thinner than before, was completely outlined.
Later, Wen Shi, who knew Qingyu's thoughts, said: "What are you dreaming about? I asked you to take care of her, can you really do it? I'm afraid she will become even thinner." Of course, this is all in the future.
Qingyu withdrew his thoughts, then looked at Leng Yan and said with a smile: "Yan'er, do you want to go out for a walk?" Leng Yan stared at him for a long time. He stood there with a faint smile on his face, letting Leng Yan look at him.
At the same time, he was glad that he had tidied up his messy clothes before coming in, and performed cleaning magic on his body to make sure there was no smell of blood before coming in.
Finally, Leng Yan nodded and agreed. Qingyu pulled Leng Yan, who wanted to leave like this, and asked the servants to put on thick winter clothes for her, and then put on a fox fur cloak. Only after holding a new hand warmer in her hand did Qingyu take Leng Yan out with peace of mind.
Qingyu walked in front, and Lengyan followed silently behind.
Now the snow has stopped, and the surrounding scenery is all white, covered in silver. The snow makes a soft crunching sound when you step on it.
Qingyu brought Lengyan to a pavilion built in the center of the lake. At this time, a thick layer of ice had formed on the surface of the lake. Lengyan took a look and then looked away.
Then he sat down, looked at Qingyu and asked, "How long can I stay outside?" Qingyu replied, "One hour."
Leng Yan nodded slightly, then her eyes fell on the frozen lake again, staring at it in a daze. Qing Yu didn't say anything, just looking at Leng Yan. After a long while, Leng Yan spoke again: "Qing Yu, I want to go see Qing Yun."
After hearing this, Qingyu responded softly with "OK", then stood up and looked at Leng Yan. Leng Yan also stood up. At this time, snow started falling outside again. Qingyu opened the umbrella and then reached out to Leng Yan.
Leng Yan was holding a hand warmer in her hand. When she saw Qingyu stretch out her hand, she raised her arm and put her sleeve in Qingyu's hand. Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and finally just smiled lightly and said nothing.
Then he took Leng Yan and flew towards the bamboo forest on the back mountain. Before flying, he put a protective shield on Leng Yan to prevent her from being blown by the cold winter wind.
Arriving at the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain, Leng Yan put down his sword and walked towards the ice wall. Then he placed his right hand on it. In an instant, the red beads on Leng Yan's wrist emitted spiritual power, and a hole appeared in the ice wall that was large enough for two people to pass through.
Seeing this, Qingyu's eyes fell on the red beads on Lengyan's wrist, and her eyebrows raised slightly. "A refined spiritual weapon? Interesting."
Then he met Leng Yan's gaze, and Qingyu understood immediately: "I won't tell anyone else." Leng Yan withdrew his gaze and walked in, and Qingyu followed him in.
The two walked in without being affected by the formation and happened to see Qing Yun who was still chopping bamboo.
When Qing Yun saw the two, she immediately dropped her sword and ran towards them. She then hugged Leng Yan's legs and begged her to leave. Leng Yan simply told her that she could only leave after she had chopped down all the bamboo, broken the formation, and smashed the ice wall.
Seeing that there was no hope of going out, Qing Yun stopped begging the two of them. Instead, she looked at Leng Yan's clothes and asked her why she was wearing such thick clothes. Leng Yan evaded the question by saying that she was sick.
Then Qingyun's gaze fell on Qingyu again. Looking at the two people who came together, there was something weird in Qingyun's eyes, but Leng Yan didn't notice it.
Finally, Leng Yan and the other person stayed in the bamboo forest for an incense stick of time before leaving.
When returning, Qingyu did not fly the sword again but walked back with Leng Yan.
Qingyu looked at the red beads on Leng Yan's wrist and asked, "Yan'er, what's the matter with the beads on your wrist?" Leng Yan replied calmly, "I just left a little spiritual power in it."
After hearing this, Qingyu stopped asking questions, and Leng Yan would not answer if he asked further.
Leng Yan thought of Xing Luo, who had given her the red beads. She wondered what was happening to Xing Luo now. Then her head suddenly started to hurt. What had happened to Xing Luo? Why couldn't she remember? She seemed to have forgotten something.
Qingyu saw her rubbing her temples and asked worriedly: "Yan'er, what's wrong?" Leng Yan put down her hands, and she only knew in her mind that she seemed to have forgotten something, but she just couldn't remember it.
Hearing Qingyu's words, she said calmly: "Nothing." Qingyu didn't ask any more questions when she saw that she didn't want to say more. She was just thinking about going back and asking the servants in Qingfeng Palace to add some medicine for headaches to the tea.
Finally, Leng Yan walked back to the lake. She looked at the lotus flowers in the lake, turned to Qingyu and said, "I want some lotus flowers." Qingyu looked at the lotus flowers that were still blooming in the lake, handed the umbrella in her hand to Leng Yan, asking her to shelter from the snow.
He also told her to wait on the shore. After getting Leng Yan's consent, he used his spiritual power to walk towards the lotus bushes.
After picking a few lotus flowers with his own hands, he returned to the shore and handed the lotus flowers to Leng Yan. Leng Yan took it, but accidentally dropped the hand warmer in her hand to the ground. Leng Yan didn't care and just looked at the lotus flowers in her hand.
Qingyu bent down to pick it up. When she stood up, she saw Lengyan looking at the lotus with a relaxed smile. That smile was like a place covered with snow for years, the snow melting one day to reveal the beautiful scenery below. That smile made Qingyu feel that even the frost on Lengyan's brow had melted away, revealing a bit of tenderness.
He held an umbrella in one hand and a hand warmer in the other. At that moment, he felt that the umbrella handle and the hand warmer in his hand, which had been touched by Yan'er, were incredibly hot, making his heart tremble with the heat.
Then Leng Yan looked at him and said, "Let's go, go back." Qingyu responded and sent Leng Yan back to Qingfeng Palace, but he was a little behind Leng Yan. He looked at Leng Yan's slightly raised eyes from behind, and it seemed that even the red teardrop mole at the corner of her eye revealed joy.
But when they reached the entrance of Qingfeng Palace, her smile faded. Qingyu looked over and saw Wen Shi staring at them.
Neither of them spoke as they walked towards the entrance of Qingfeng Palace. Qingyu then stopped in front of the palace door and said to Lengyan, "Yan'er, go in."
Leng Yan walked into the hall silently, handed the lotus in her hand to the attendant who came to greet her, then took off her thick fox fur coat and walked towards a seat nearby.
But she heard Qingyu's voice calling her from behind. She turned around and saw Qingyu looking at her with a smile and saying, "Yan'er, your hand warmer is still here with me." A servant beside her immediately took the hand warmer from her.
Leng Yan also withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward. Qingyu behind her looked at Leng Yan's back with a gloomy look in her eyes, then turned to look at Wen Shi who had been silent.
After the two of them walked away, Wen Shi finally spoke: "Qingyu, it's been more than an hour." Qingyu raised his eyebrows and said: "So what, brother, isn't Yan'er very happy?
Brother, you should be less jealous."
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