"On what terms?"

Fu Li Luo Xing's eyes widened slightly, and she casually tore off the red jade pendant on the hairpin and threw it between the agarwood cases....

Secretly feeling sorry for himself, Fu Liluo had more and more doubts in his heart, then the Northern Emperor Yuwen Lingyong couldn't help but be too fond of Yuwen Jingyi! A mere son can succeed the prince, this is already a rule for the Beiyi royal family, looking at the Beiyi royal family can succeed the prince There are not many princes and disciples, so why did the Northern Emperor Yuwen Lingyong want to set up a prince as the crown prince? Now let him marry a concubine and start talking about the conditions!

It is said that Yuwen Lingyong is the most suspicious person by nature, how can he tolerate Yuwen Jingyi's perverse behavior and self-righteousness!

"I don't know what the specific conditions are..."Shen Huanbi reached out to knock on the Ru kiln gold vase, and then picked it up and put it to his ear to listen to the crisp sound, and muttered to himself: "This vase looks elegant, and it is placed on the famous case in the entrance room, and it is also lined with scenery..."

"If my sister likes this bottle, Ming'er will take it home!" Fu Liluo smiled at the corner of his lips, pulled Shen Huanbi's arm and sat down to eat tea, her porcelain-like eyebrows and eyes became more and more transparent and moist against the backdrop of light, only those glassy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the hazy seemed to be a little darker.

The crazy Lin Xianying married into the East Palace, and shared a husband with the sinister and vicious Zhu Shaosi, which is very interesting to think about! Fu Liluo suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Shen Huanbi was also very happy, rubbed her cold hands, and pulled Fu Liluo to say a lot of words....

"Two young ladies, let's have a meal!" Manluo and Shen Mama came in with a colorful food box, raised their wrists to spread a plate of small dishes on the table, and Mama Hong followed behind with a hibiscus wooden box, put the wooden box on the mahogany round case, and quickly brought out a large red lacquered wooden plate: "Miss, this is the spring fruit and white apricot that the palace has just ordered someone to send, and the master asked me to send it to Miss and Miss Biao to taste..."

The shape of the spring fruit looks like an apple, but the size is a little smaller than the apple, about the same size as a plum, green and green, if you bite into it, the entrance is sweet and fragrant, and with a slight sour mouth, it is most suitable for eating two pieces before a meal, and it can make people's appetite boost in an instant, and the index finger moves.

After cleaning her hands, Fu Li Luo was about to taste it, but Shen Huanbi first twisted a spring fruit, only to see her take a small bite gently, but her eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled into a ball of sourness, she was busy taking a handkerchief and gagged her mouth, and then opened her mouth and spit it out: "It's so sour! Now the things sent out in this palace are really not as good as a year, and this fruit of Laoshizi won't be the first thing to pick in the palace, right?"

As soon as the words came out, Mama Hong's old face turned pale with fright, and she was busy chanting Amitabha Buddha in her mouth, and then looked at Shen Huanbi and said, "Miss Biao is just talking about it here!

"Yes, Miss Cousin must not talk nonsense outside...."The mangrove was also as cold as a cicada, and held a cup of stewed soft and sticky pork ribs fragrant rice porridge to Shen Huanbi: "The slave thinks that the rice can be eaten indiscriminately!

Shen Huanbi smiled and bowed her head, picked up the white porcelain jade spoon and ate it in a big gulp....

Soon after dinner, the sky was still sunny during the day, and it was pouring rain....

Holding a book, Fu Liluo leaned on the mahogany recliner at the corner of the window lattice and fell asleep, the cold wind rushed in through the gap in the window lattice, startling her full of coolness, casually rolled up the brocade cloak of silver fox skin from the back of the chair and wrapped her thin shoulders, along the dim palace lamp under the eaves of the corridor, and opened her moon-like autumn eyes to see the falling red all over the ground.

The raindrops were falling on the eaves of the porch, but the innocent girl lying on the gum had no sleep all night.....

In the early morning of the next day, stepping on the red grass and green all over the ground to bid farewell to Shen Huanbi, thinking that it was okay to be idle, Fu Liluo wandered along the small arch of the cloister, and unconsciously walked to the westernmost mansion, raised his eyes to take a closer look, and saw that on the dark blue bordered plaque, three large plated characters were engraved: "Qinghan Pavilion"

Manluo raised her hand to brush the slightly messy green silk on Fu Liluo's shoulder, glanced in, Fang raised her red lips and said, "Miss go in and take a look at the little young master?" The day before yesterday, he went to Yifeng Pavilion to see you, but you were petty and didn't want to see him, this time you came, there is no reason not to go in!"

Manluo rolled up the hem of her skirt and reached out to play the water droplets on it: "Although the little young master pleaded for Aunt Yang that day, he didn't brush your face, Miss, to say a word, the slave maid thinks that Miss is a thief!"

After speaking, Manluo wrung her hands to look at the elegant and stunning girl in front of her, and shrunk her neck stupidly, for fear that she would be clicked off in the next second....

Fu Liluo wore a pear blossom white dress and stood at the bottom of the bluestone corridor steps, a pair of autumn water cut pupils were as bright as the sea of stars, the broken light of the gloomy sky, faintly shining on her frowning eyebrows, remembering the young man's angry tone that day, she only felt depressed in her heart, the thin hands hidden in the gauze sleeves trembled slightly, and glanced at the white-walled mossy house, and finally said in a cold voice: "Don't go in, go back!"

"Miss...."

A grandmother came out of the courtyard, trembling and lowering her eyebrows, hooking her body and blocking Fu Liluo to wipe her tears: "The old slave begged the eldest lady to go and see the little master! Since he was beaten by the old man the night before, he has not eaten a grain of rice until now, and has been bedridden...."The old mother whimpered and cried.

"Why was I beaten? Why don't I know?" Fu Li Luoqing's eyes were half-narrowed, and his eyebrows depicting silk flowers instantly cordoned with a trace of sadness, and he pulled the mangrove between his eyebrows and sleeves: "The little young master was beaten, why didn't you tell me?"

Manluo shook her head innocently, and looked back at the corner of the grandmother's clothes: "What did the little young master do..."

Mama sighed, tears slid down like beads with broken threads: "It's all because of that Young Master Bai Yu, the young master came back from the eldest lady's courtyard that day, who knew that Young Master Bai Yu saw that the young master was displeased, so he coaxed him out...."The old mother wanted to speak and stopped, and looked back at the courtyard from time to time, her eyes were even more evasive, as if there was something unspeakable.

That Gu Baiyu is a troublesome and playful person, Fu Liluo has already heard of it, but Gu Xuan has always been a silent teenager, and he can't play with that Gu Baiyu!

Fu Liluo secretly thought...

"Why did Young Master Bai Yu take Young Master Xuan out?" Manluo gritted her teeth and stomped her foot anxiously.

The old lady rubbed her palms like dry bark, looked behind her with cloudy eyes a few times, and cautiously paced close to Fu Liluo, and whispered softly as if she couldn't see anyone: "Young Master Bai Yu and Young Master Xuan have drunk... Flower.. Wine, the old man knew that he couldn't get angry, so he ordered someone to tie up the drunk and unconscious young master to Ciming Yuan, and after beating him hard, he ordered someone to send him back..."

Before the old lady finished speaking, she saw a gust of cold wind rolling up, and Fu Liluo had already flashed into the house with mandarin...

"Ahem... Cough.. Ahem..."

Before the master and servant reached the door of the little bird, they heard a violent cough coming from the inner room...

Then I heard a "bang", which was the sound of the teacup falling to the ground.

"I don't drink..."The weak young man on the bed blushed with a scarlet face, lying on his stomach, waving his hand at the little man who persuaded the medicine, when he saw the shallow shadow behind the landscape screen on the left, he quickly hid in the brocade quilt in a panic, only poked out a head, was stunned for a few seconds and raised his palm to cover his head in shame, Weng Sheng Weng said angrily: "Don't you knock when you come in?"

Gu Xuan's eyes shone with sparkling water, flickering to avoid the clear light.

There was a silence...

The drizzle outside the courtyard fell, and the silver charcoal in the house crackled and exploded in the brazier, which was particularly abrupt in this quiet space.

Fu Liluo pursed his lips and chuckled, bent over to the edge of the warm pavilion bed, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he looked at the little boy's embarrassment fixedly, but the smile on the little face of the frost and snow was more and more pleasant, and the seemingly cold face was as bright as the sun at the moment.

took the teacup from Mingyan's hand and put it on the table next to the couch, Fu Li Luo Xing's eyes shallow to pull the moist palm on his face: "But it hurts? Where is Gu Baiyu a worry-free person, you are good! I actually followed him..."

Speaking of that Gu Baiyu, Fu Liluo also gritted his teeth with hatred.

He has only been in the house for two months, but he has done a lot of bad things!

Remembering that when arranging their accommodation before, Fu Liluo put him far away, but he didn't think about it, and this Gu Xuan was still affected by him.

Gu Qian didn't like this Gu Xuan very much, he was an orthodox and conservative person, and it was understandable to hear that his son had eaten flower wine, and it was understandable that Gu Qian was angry.

"The wine is drunk, but.... It's not what they say...."The voice as low as a mosquito chirped came, and the young man on the couch suddenly loosened the brocade quilt, slowly got up and propped himself up at the head of the bed to gasp, but he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at the girl in front of him.

Fu Li Luo Su touched his whitened jaw with his hand, looking at the boyish boy, the shallow pear vortex seemed to pluck a handful of Qinghui: "What did they say? But you said that you went to eat flower wine with Gu Baiyu?"

I was unhappy with him that day, so I drove him out, and when I think about it carefully, Fu Liluo is also very guilty, after all, she is also very angry that day! I want to come to see him several times, but I can't wipe my face, although I am still a little sullen today, but looking at his sad and hard mouth, she is both distressed and angry.

The young man on the couch shook his body, green tendons burst out from his white porcelain-like forehead, a pair of slender hands tightly grasped the silk quilt, and whispered in his mouth: "No... It's not flower wine..."

"Oops..."

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and snorted, and a handsome face curled up under the quilt with a red face...

"Can you please take a look at it?" Fu Liluo's eyes flashed a few times, Fu Liluo turned his eyes to Mingyan and the grandmothers on the side, and said and leaned closer to the edge of the couch: "Have you applied medicine to the scars on your body?"

"The doctor has been here, and he has prescribed a lot of medicines..."Mingyan shrank his waist and paused in the corner of the couch to reply, and the person who was hooked up in the brocade quilt glanced at it quickly, and closed his eyes nervously, Fang smacked his tongue and spread his hands to look at the ground: "The young master refused to take the decoction, and he knocked it over every time he brought it, and the ointment.... He said he wouldn't smear anything..."