Chang’an Peasant Girl

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Anyway, he had already planned to spend time with her.

He couldn't believe it. He was such a big living person, and she followed him like this every day. How could she really only treat him as her master and not have any feelings for him between man and woman?

The day Su Yixing and Huo Qingyi set off for the imperial capital happened to be the first day of November.

On this day, An Yiqing was playing the piano in the pavilion in the back garden of the palace. As for palace music, they were boiling tea and watching An Yiqing playing the piano.

The sound of the piano was very pleasant, and Gong Le praised: "Brother Qing, you play the piano so beautifully."

"Don't talk." An Yiqing felt that the originally good atmosphere was ruined by Gong Le.

"oh oh."

After making tea, Gong Le poured a cup for An Yiqing and placed it within An Yiqing's reach, and poured another cup for himself.

Immediately, she held the tea and sat next to the piano table to enjoy An Yiqing's playing of the piano more closely.

As she admired it, she couldn't help but say, "Brother Qing, you are so beautiful."

An Yiqing was in the mood to play, but when he heard the sound of palace music, he felt that the atmosphere was ruined by the palace music again, so he simply stopped playing the piano. He can be elegant, but Gong Le cannot be elegant.

Qu Zhi flicked Gong Le's forehead as punishment, then he picked up the cup of tea, smelled it first, and then said with a smile: "You are only good at making tea."

Yes, that’s right, the tea made by Gong Le is particularly delicious.

He had always found it strange that Gong Le was obviously not a calm person and could not be elegant at all, but the tea he brewed was particularly fragrant and delicious.

"Brother Qing, are you praising me?" Gong Le was so happy that he moved closer to An Yiqing.

An Yiqing was not in a hurry to answer Gong Le, but took a sip of tea first, then smiled slowly and said: "It's a compliment, but it's also a derogation. Because, except for the ability to make tea, you can't do anything well."

Gong Le said with a smile, "Then I'll just treat it as all your compliments."

An Yiqing just smiled and shook his head. With him, she could only hear good things.

Gong Le finished the tea in her cup and put it back. Then, she held her face in her hands, looked at An Yiqing, and asked with a smile: "Brother Qing, why don't you go out to play? You used to go out to play often, but now, I haven’t seen you leave the palace for several days.”

"Didn't I promise to take you with me wherever I go? If I go out to play, you will come with me. What if you follow him and get bad?" If he asks Gong Le to follow him and gets bad, his uncle Gong and Aunt Ye will definitely Skinned him. His uncle and aunt Ye are just such a treasure.

"How could he learn to be bad?" Gong Le was puzzled, "Brother Qing used to play every day, but he never saw him become bad."

An Yiqing smiled: "Am I not bad?"

"It's not bad. Brother Qing is fine."

Looking at Gong Le's silly smile, An Yiqing said: "Fool." He was not good at all. He really didn't think there was anything good about him. Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

"Why are you calling me stupid again?! How many times have I told you, I am stupid, not stupid!"

An Yiqing smiled and pinched her swollen cheeks, "Yes, you are stupid, not stupid. Only a fool would not make such delicious tea."

As he spoke, he poured her a cup of tea, and even handed the cup of tea to her hand himself.

Gong Le immediately became happy, holding tea in both hands and looking at him with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Qing."

An Yiqing just laughed. She can be happy really easily.