"Sister, you are so beautiful today!"

The milky voice suddenly sounded, but Shen Qingyu didn't have time to listen to the last muttering words of Qingsheng Xiaohou Ye, and her attention fell on Xiao Chengyu's side.

There is no woman in the world who doesn't like to be praised, and Shen Qingyu is naturally no exception.

"Really?"

The woman's eyes were bright, as if they were locked in thousands of stars.

He nodded earnestly, reflecting a subtle tenderness in the woman's eyes.

"Cheng Yu is good, come here, my sister will give you something delicious. She smiled and beckoned to him, and it was very mysterious.

Xiao Chengyu nodded obediently, walked around the low table, and then sat beside her.

Sheng Xiaohou, who was left to dry, overturned the vinegar jar, and his stomach was full of sour vinegar.

He really doubted that he was fighting with Xiao Chengyu, a little fool, who abducted the sick beauty last time, and came again this time! If it weren't for the scene, he really wanted to pounce and beat him.

Quietly glancing at the young marquis Sheng who was looking at his master, Yun Zheng touched his nose and thought that it was really a crime.

I saw that she carefully took out a small square bag wrapped in a silk handkerchief from her arms, spread it in the palm of her hand, and unhurriedly untied the silk thread tied to it.

Four peach-shaped cakes jumped into view, and the faint pink color was extremely "beautiful and delicious" against the background of the sun.

"Taste it, this is the peach blossom cake that my sister promised to make for you. ”

He smiled at her, picked up a piece and took a bite, the rich fragrance spreading in his mouth, thickening the faint smell of peach blossoms.

Sheng Xiaohou was not willing to lag behind and reached out to take it, but before he could touch it, his paw was slapped first.

"What are you doing?" she covered the cake and looked at Sheng Xiaohou with an unwilling face a little inexplicably.

Sheng Xiaohou glanced at her sadly, covered his paws, and said aggrievedly: "You are partial, why don't you give it to the master?"

Shen Qingyu frowned and glanced at him: "I remember that you don't like to eat, don't you?"

Nonsense...... These two words were about to soar out, and Sheng Xiaohou suddenly remembered that when he was in Yixing Wine Workshop, Liu Shu bought a bag of peach blossom crisp for the sick beauty to eat.

He was unhappy, so he said casually: What is it, so unpalatable......

So now is retribution coming?

He really pinched his eyebrows, suddenly felt a little headache, stabilized his mind, he still stubbornly said: "That will be that, now is now, just ask if you want to give it to the master?"

"Sister, you give it to him, Cheng Yu won't eat it. ”

She turned her head to look at Xiao Chengyu, who was biting her lip and seemed to have made up a lot of determination to cut her love, and she was inexplicably a little distressed.

"Don't give it to him, it's for you that my sister did. After speaking, she stuffed it into his hand, and gave Sheng Xiaohou a blank look.

"Sick beauty, you...... You ......" The grief-stricken Sheng Xiaohou Ye pointed to Shen Qingyu, who was already biased towards Xiao Chengyu, and moved his mouth, you were stunned for a long time without you coming out.

Damn, what the hell is this feeling of being infatuated and wrong?

Xiao Chengyu, a little fool, waited for him not to clean him up, he would not be surnamed Sheng.

It had just stopped, and a shrill voice was heard.

"The Queen Mother, His Royal Highness the Prince, and Princess Huaiyu have arrived!"

Shen Qingyu's pupils shrank, and the hatred in his heart surged as if he had broken the seal, and his undulating eyes looked at the arc-shaped arch that entered the imperial garden.

As meticulous as Xiao Chengyu, he noticed the strangeness of the woman next to him, his brows were almost invisible and frowned slightly, and even the light under his eyes was a lot lower.

The woman who walked in first was graceful and luxurious, about fifty or so, but that face was like jade, and the years not only did not leave a mark on her face, but had a little more precipitated charm.

This person is Yang Yuerou, the most weak Yang concubine, but she strangled her own child and framed her with her own hands!

The nails were almost embedded in the palms of her hands, but she didn't feel the slightest pain, even though she was prepared, but when she really saw Yang Yuerou, the hatred that erupted couldn't suppress her.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

The deliberately lowered voice pulled back her almost lost reason, and realizing that she had lost her temper, she took a deep breath, barely suppressed the monstrous hatred, and raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead as if inadvertently.

"It's okay, it's just that I suddenly had a stomachache. ”

He knew that she was lying, because she was very wrong just now, and he could feel the invisible killing intent.

Looking at each other, he wrinkled his face and said worriedly: "If my sister is uncomfortable, remember to tell Cheng Yu." ”

Her heart warmed, and she smiled and nodded.

The sulking Sheng Xiaohou listened to their muttering, and couldn't help but glance at her secretly, and saw that she was not unusual, so he was relieved.

In fact, he didn't know that the face decorated with fat powder had already been covered with miserable whiteness.

With a burst of everyone: after participating in the queen's mother, His Royal Highness the Prince, and Princess Huaiyu, this spring feast finally kicked off.

This kind of royal banquet was mostly a few scenes at the beginning.

Shen Qingyu sat there in a daze, as if he had settled down.

"I heard that the girl who has been lost in Mofu for fifteen years has been found, where is it? Come out and let the palace take a look?"

Yang Yuerou swept it down, but when the words fell, there was no movement, so she couldn't help but feel a little more unhappy between her eyebrows.

At this time, Mo Qingning and Xiao Bingyu, who wished that Shen Qingyu would die quickly, sneered and looked in the direction where Shen Qingyu was.

Seeing this, Xiao Chengyu and Sheng Jingchen, who were sitting on both sides of Shen Qingyu, lowered their voices almost at the same time and called.

"Sister!"

"Sick Beauty!"

"Huh?" She glanced at each of them with a slight puzzlement.

Seeing her come back to his senses, Sheng Xiaohou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and was about to say something to remind, but Xiao Chengyu raised his hand one step ahead of him and said loudly: "Queen Mother, my sister is here." ”

The childlike voice suddenly gathered everyone's attention, and everyone just glanced at it, and then looked at the woman sitting beside him.

A lot of astonishment appeared on Song Haotian's face, as if he couldn't believe that the woman with a brilliant face in front of him was actually the wooden and indifferent country woman.

Mo Qingying, who was sitting at the head of Song Hao's world, glanced at his gaze, and the hand holding the cup tightened a little.

As smart as she is, she will come to her senses immediately, she stood up generously, and then gave a salute that was neither humble nor arrogant: "The courtiers have seen the queen for the first time, and the queen has been safe." ”

Yang Yuerou's gaze fell on her closely, and there was an indissoluble gloom wrapped between her eyebrows, but she was not accountable for the generosity that a queen should have, but her tone was obviously a lot colder.

"It's a Peugeot beauty, sit down. ”

The drooping eyes were all fluctuating killing intentions, she never raised her head, and said in fear: After thanking the queen mother, she sat down.

She was afraid that if she looked up and saw the face that she wanted to cramp and pull out her bones, she would not be able to restrain the hatred in her heart.

No one knew that she was hidden under the wide sleeves, and the knuckles she was clutching tightly were already faintly white..................

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