Gu Qian was startled, and hurriedly ran towards Gu Yunhua who fell, and shouted: "Hurry up and ask for a doctor, please doctor..."

Gu Qian was heartbroken, just now he saw it really, this Gu Yun painting carried a white copper teapot, and threw it at the two girls.

Fortunately, they reacted quickly and escaped, otherwise, the girl's family would be disfigured, how would they find a good family in the future!

Gu Qian stared at Gu Yun's hot red neck and hands, his face was blue with anger, and he only hated and said: "You girl who doesn't know how to restrain yourself, what kind of sin have I done in my life to give birth to such a lawless, insidious and vicious daughter as you!"

Gu Yunhua just cried.

She trembled and moved away, the red and swollen fingers covering her face, only to see that the white and delicate little face in the past was now red and swollen, and a small handful of hair was wet on the corners of her mouth, and the most terrifying thing was the big blister on the neck, as if it would burst with a poke, and it looked very miserable and terrifying!

Gu Qian is painful and hateful!

After Mama Li looked at the carved screen, Fu Li Luoxiang, who had a pale face, glanced twice, endured the pleasure in her heart, shrunk her shoulders tremblingly and walked to Gu Qian's side, knelt down with a plop, and stretched out her finger to point to the four-pillar curtain: "Master, it's all the negligence of the old slave, these four-pillar curtain was originally going to be put away, and it was just sent to the house this morning, how could I have thought that the wind was so strong today, and it was blown down!"

As he spoke, he looked out at the courtyard and saw the dead branches in the courtyard rustling in the wind...

Gu Qian waved his hand, signaled Mama Li to retreat, raised her cloudy eye sockets again, glanced at Fu Liluo who was leaning on the edge of the screen, and then said in a deep voice: "Xi'er will take Xinyue down first!"

Fu Li Luo was silent, only raised his eyes to see the gloomy color of Gu Qian's eyebrows, and pulled Gu Xinyue with a stunned face without hurry...

No one noticed the stunning girl, whose black pupils shimmered with a cold moon-like glow.

Gu Qian sighed heavily, and ordered the little servants to carry the angry Gu Yun painting back to the Cold Ice Tower...

-

Recently, the weather is warm, the early spring is quietly coming, the plum blossoms in the court are not grateful, the pear white peach powder has been rushed to play a lot of flower bones, and the butterfly dancing bee is particularly pleasing to look at.

Fu Liluo wore an apricot-white plain brocade, lying on the soft chair of the horn weaving fine rattan under the eaves, the satin-like green silk poured down on the side, and the pink cheeks were covered with a silk handkerchief.

In the past two days, Fu Li Luo has been arbitrary!

It's just that she has been sleepy lately, and the delicate spring breeze is blowing on her body.

Yang Suqin has been buried in the fern gate land, and the Xishan Garden is always due to her!

Fu Liluo is in a good mood when he thinks about it!

"Miss..."Manluo eyebrows fluttered into the yard, holding a handful of delicate spring flowers in her hand, with a few fine sweats on her forehead, panting lightly: "Miss, Miss Xinyue said that she liked the clothes given by Miss very much, and said that she would come to talk to you again at night, she will be like you, and she is lazy and sleeping!"

It turned out that Fu Liluo saw that Gu Xinyue was so plain on weekdays, so he asked Manluo to send her a few Luo shirts made in Yixiangfang.

"If she likes it, it's fine. The thin white fingers tore off the light gauze on the hibiscus face, Fu Li Luo got up lazily and tiredly, reached out to pull the green silk between the flowing clouds and temples, and his lips overflowed with a sneer: "That... Gu Yunhua is still sick in bed!"

The day before yesterday, Yang Suqin went to the funeral, and Gu Yunhua, as her own daughter, didn't go to see it off, just because the body was really injured by the hot tea, and the shocking red marks and blisters looked terrible!

Gu Yunhua lay in bed for two days in mourning, and his heart must be like frying!

Yang Suqin, who is the aunt of Otsuka Zaifu, went out of the funeral, there was only one maidservant to help the spirit, and there were people in the house with broken mouths, and the maid who couldn't protect the broken mouth told it, and when it reached the ears of the ancient cloud painting, was she even more sad!

"I heard that the second lady cried day and night." Manluo raised her hand to pull the spring flowers, and her bulging pretty face was full of joy: "She heard yesterday that Aunt Yang was at the funeral, and only one jade was sent to the funeral, so she fainted angrily, and then invited a doctor and tinkered for a long night before she woke her up!"

Manluo went to send clothes to the Rongzhi Courtyard according to her young lady's instructions, and listened to the mother-in-law and maids discussing along the way, saying that Aunt Yang had done all the bad things and was buried in the fern gate, and that the second lady Gu Yun painted because she heard that the master only sent a maid to the funeral of Cuiyu, and fainted in horror.

Manluo couldn't help but sigh in her heart!

Thinking that Yang Suqin was proud of the spring breeze at the beginning, where did he think that he would end up in such an unbearable end!

According to the customs of Beiyi, the concubines of the big family are out of the funeral, and they can't be arranged to let the concubines send the funeral, so Fu Liluo, which is now "Gu Xi", definitely doesn't need to be sent, and Gu Yunhua is injured again, so he can't go!

There is only one Gu Xinyue left, but Yang Suqin killed Zhen, not to mention, and persecuted Gu Xinyue for more than ten years, so it is reasonable that Gu Qian will not arrange Gu Xinyue to send the funeral.

Therefore, just send a maidservant jade to help the spirit!

Fu Li Luo lifted her skirt and went to the warm pavilion of the inner house, rolled up her sleeves and raised her hand from the black porcelain pour, picked up an agarwood pill, and threw it into the newly obtained cloisonné enamel beast head incense burner on the case.

After Fu Liluo pulled through the eight screens, Luo Jin, who embroidered begonia flowers, put it on, but saw the fluffy ball, coiled in one place, looking at her gaze, the cat only meowed faintly, and continued to close his eyes and pretend to be naïve.

Fu Liluo reached out to hug it, and gently pulled out the plain belt under its paws, who knew that it jumped and jumped into her soft arms.

"Meow", Fu Liluo pinched the su tape to tease it, and suddenly appeared in his mind, the plump and handsome man's tall figure, it was snowing that day, he was so domineering, he took himself to the small north slope, this soft little group was picked up at that time...

Suddenly, she suddenly thought of something, and now that it was spring, the marriage between the man and Xuanyuan Yi was much closer...

Does he really want to tie the knot with that Xuanyuan?

The smooth onion white fingertips trembled, and as soon as the hand was loosened, the loose ribbon around the waist fell to the ground, Fu Liluo reached out to hold it blankly, but was grabbed by Manluo.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Manluo pouted, glanced at Fu Liluo suspiciously, and raised her hand to help her tighten her belt: "Miss's clothes are really elegant, and they are very well dressed in this weather!" After that, from Fu Liluo's arms, he took out the kitten and put it on the ground, took the little bell to tease the cat, and said casually: "Miss guess I met someone in Yixiangfang yesterday?"

Fu Liluo's face was moist and went to brush the large begonias on the hem of his clothes: "Who did you meet?"

Manluo stretched out her hand and hugged the cat to her lap, sat down on Yun Jin Xiangyun's soft couch, bowed her body and pouted: "Miss Xuanyuan Yi and General Dou, the slave maid still wonders when she thinks about it now, they are not married yet, how can they get in and out of the right place so early!"

Holding the fragrant tea on the table, Manluo poured herself a drink, and raised her eyes to look at the silent Fu Liluo: "They also took a lot of things, it seems to be some newly made clothes and embroidery..."

Manluo went to support the window, and the early spring morning breeze carried a bone-chilling chill and a faint fragrance of flowers poured into the warm pavilion, blowing away the heat in the room.

Fu Liluo only felt a chill in his heart!

Stroking the sudden heart, Fu Liluo sat crookedly on the soft table with a flushed face, and his lips, which were still moist and cherry red before, suddenly became abnormally white, without a trace of blood.

Manluo was startled, and hurriedly ran to the outer room to find Mama Hong and Mama Shen....

-

Lying on the couch for a long time, Fu Liluo felt that her body was sour and weak, and her heart was even more stuffy.

The sun is slanting on the western mountain, under the warm orange sky, the tired birds return to the forest, and the green shoots shiver on the branches.

Fu Liluo didn't know how many streets and alleys he had, and couldn't help but come to a very quiet place, different from the noisy and vulgar Goolan wine shop, the low white wall and blue tile attic, inlaid in the quiet alley, the dark gray plaque, only lined with a few juanxiu big characters "flying embroidery room".

Wrapped tightly on the fragrant shoulders, the light brocade cloud cloak is a fluttering girl, with a calm temperament, beautiful and beautiful, but the eyebrows and eyes are very sharp, with a little cold.

Reflecting the dim lights and pushing the door in, a woman dressed as a little maid stepped forward to greet her, and took a closer look at Fu Liluo, and the woman immediately smiled and blessed her body: "Why did Miss Gu come here at this hour?"

In Fu Liluo's surprise, the woman stretched out her finger again, looked at the dim wing room upstairs, and whispered: "Xie shopkeeper is upstairs, the slave will lead you up!"

Stroking the light silk grosgrain hanging on the red nanmu beam, Fu Liluo shook his head and smiled lightly: "No, I want to surprise Sister Xie." ”

Fu Liluo quietly stepped up the wooden steps, looked back in confusion, and glanced at the woman standing at the bottom of the stairs with smiling eyes, and always felt that she seemed to be familiar!

The wood-colored columns of carved bamboo, along the steep and light wooden steps, the Hehuan Palace lamp made of light yarn, clearly fall on the arc-shaped vermilion hand, reflecting the whole attic transparency.

Fu Liluo couldn't help but stroke his cheeks and marvel, this embroidery room is so exquisite!

That Xie Qianqian is just an orphan girl, how did she manage this big embroidery room so well!

Could it be that there is a master behind her to help her, or is it Yuwen Jingyi who gave the poison silk bracelet?

Thinking secretly in his heart, Fu Liluo had already stepped up the last wooden step, only to hear a noise from the wing room on the left...

Fu Li's Luo skirt passed quietly...

Stretching out his hand and about to push towards the pear blossom Zhumen, he heard a very familiar voice, a man's vicious voice:

"Only by solving the self-righteous Dou Xiaoyang can the palace sit back and relax!"

Shocked, Fu Li Luo covered his lips and leaned in towards the openwork lattice on the door, a man in purple python pattern leaned sideways next to the dark round case, hugging a woman in a red dress tightly in his arms...

Fu Liluo hooked his waist and leaned back slightly, his jade hand was twisted into a fist in the gauze sleeve, and his eyes were as cold as ice, staring at the purple figure beating.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.." The woman's delicate and soft voice sounded, and her sweet voice seemed to be encroached on with frosting, and it was as cold as a blade in an instant: "Then you are not allowed to deceive people, and when I am done, you will welcome me into the East Palace as a good woman." ”

It's Xie Qianqian's voice....