Cheng Lingye breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhen Leyu insisted on driving away Luzhu, he could only let Luzhu die, but in that case, this matter would inevitably become a knot between the two.

Waiting for Le Yu to let Luzhu go down to wash her face and make up, there were only two people left, so she said angrily: "If people don't come to propose, my father won't agree, so why make people hopeless in this life?"

Cheng Lingye's dark eyes flashed over, although his eyes were still gentle when he looked at Le Yu, the domineering in his words was about to come out, "Such scum dares to covet you and look like a gift, as long as I think about it, I can't wait to dismantle him with my own hands."

It is said that looking at a beauty under the lamp will be more charming than usual, in fact, it is also applicable to men.Cheng Lingye's facial features are already very three-dimensional and deep, the outline is hard and harmonious, and there is tenderness in his eyes under the lamp, so affectionate and warm, that Le Yu's heart skipped a beat, and the thin halo gradually appeared, and he didn't dare to look at him directly.

Le Yu couldn't tell whether she was ashamed or annoyed, walked quickly to the window and let the cool night breeze blow her cheeks, and said, "It's not early, why don't you leave?"

Cheng Lingye's eyes were so soft that they were almost dripping, this smart person didn't know how much he attracted the attention of others, anyway, he was so fallen that he couldn't pull it out, and he wasn't ready to pull it out.

As soon as the lights dimmed, before she could react, Le Yu felt that her whole person was tightly embraced into a hot embrace, her slender waist was tightly surrounded by strong and slender arms, and her beautiful back and broad and fiery chest were tightly pressed together, and there was no gap at all.

Le Yu's brain buzzed and she was completely stunned, and she stayed in place stupidly. Cheng Lingye sighed with satisfaction, this petite girl's body is so soft and tastes so fragrant. It's not a variety of aromas, but a faint fragrance that emanates from between the hair and the slightly cool skin, light and warm, and intoxicating.

Le Yu felt that her neck was itchy, and her shallow snort brushed on her white and tender neck, like a feather brushing through. The man's familiar breath lingered around him, which was the only familiar man's breath for Le Yu, a little like the tea fragrance of Pu'er tea that Le Yu smelled for the first time. It's an old wine again, mellow and strong, but it's so comfortable and reassuring.

Cheng Lingye whispered in a hoarse voice: "It's about to choose a concubine, promise me." Be careful in the palace. Stay away from those boys, wait for me, wait for me to remove all the barriers between us..."

His voice was low and hoarse, as intoxicating as alcohol. Le Yu only felt that her heart was beating fast, knock, knock, it was faster than she had ever been in her previous life and so many years in this life.

Cheng Lingye couldn't help but tighten his arms, and imprinted a shallow kiss on the side of Le Yu's slender and graceful swan-like neck, feeling the little girl in his arms tremble. Pulling her over, Xiao Nizi's eyes were no longer clear and cold. Full of shyness and confusion, and a little throbbing, Cheng Lingye bent the corners of his lips with satisfaction, gently pressed his forehead against Le Yu's smooth and full forehead, and said softly: "Wait for me, good."

After saying that, he reluctantly let go of the beautiful woman in his arms, took a deep look before turning around and swept out.I don't know how long he walked, Le Yu kept that posture and never moved, stupidly stunned, standing in front of the window, full of thoughts, and seemed to be blank.

The girl was still holding the book in her hand, but her eyes were blank and unfocused, and she didn't know what she was thinking through this thin travelogue.

Xiu Ji sent Yao Huaju their own dried wild tea, came back with two boxes of eight-color dim sum given by Gu's, and said with a smile when she entered the door: "Girl, Madame has given you some fresh dim sum, there are your favorite almond crisp and purple potato rose cake, come and try it."

Zhuji watched Le Yu's gaze slowly drift back from the unknown distance, and it was only after a while that she became cold and clear again, and got up lazily and said, "I don't have much appetite, I want to enter the palace tomorrow, so let's eat less."

Zhuji stood up and took a moonlight cloak and put it on Leyu, and said with a smile: "Although it is gradually getting warmer, the sunshine of this spring is gone, and it is still a little cold when the wind rises."

Leyu smiled at her, "Got it, little housekeeper."

It's still the girl from before, Zhuji somehow put her mind at ease and became interested, "Although I said that I would enter the palace tomorrow, it's still early, what's the point of eating an almond crisp? Or let the kitchen cook a girl's favorite dish at night, the girl's meal these days is always not fragrant."

When it comes to eating, Xiushu is the most attentive, and hurriedly helps discuss: "Why don't you make a winter melon cup, it's light." Zhuji shook her head, as if she was a little dissatisfied, "The girl likes fish, why don't you make a sweet and sour squirrel fish."

Le Yu laughed, "It's okay, you call the shots."

In the end, I still made a squirrel fish according to Zhuji, and the squirrel fish with a unique shape was poured with all kinds of sweet and sour juice of the pulp stored in the ice cellar of Zài in previous years, which really made Leyu have an appetite, and she ate half a bowl of rice, which made Zhuji very happy.

The queen mother was sick, the old lady handed the sign into the palace to ask for peace, and the fixed day was tomorrow.

In the early spring, the hall is still burning with charcoal, and the heavy brocade curtains are layered on top of each other, making the hall appear a little dim. The vermilion carved long window is closed tightly, and the smell of the decoction mixed with the charcoal basin is really a little stuffy.”

The queen mother fell ill, and she always waited in the palace for five days out of ten, whether it was a decoction or a night, she was extremely careful and thoughtful.

Seeing the old lady holding Le Xian Le Yu's hand in, the glazed grate in a garnet red narrow-sleeved collared dark pattern tunic smiled toothedly, "Did the aunt and grandmother say it?"

The wrinkles under the old lady's eyes seemed to stretch out, and she said with a smile: "You, you are always so idle.

The Queen Mother leaned on the pine green golden silk pine crane prolonging the old soft pillow, and sat on the bed with a stone green lingzhi passionflower pattern brocade quilt on her chest, her face was pale and haggard, and there was indeed a little sick look between her eyebrows, and she smiled reluctantly when she heard the words: "What your aunt and grandmother said is that I don't have that spirit either."

Le Xian and Le Yu asked the Queen Mother to stand up straight, and Le Xian smiled: "The princess is filial, and the Queen Mother naturally knows.

Lihuan spread his hands and said helplessly: "The old man told me not to blow the wind, and Aunt Hongli refused to let me open the window."

Le Xian was also out of line, only standing behind the old lady with a light smile.

Le Yu caught a glimpse of a large plate of bergamot on the side of the couch by the window, so she walked over and peeled one off, threw the citrus peel into the brazier burning with a slight silver charcoal, and the clear fragrance gradually spread.

"Although the silver silk charcoal has no charcoal gas, it is uncomfortable in the end, and it is better to burn some citrus peels.

The reason is very simple, the glass fence may not be unexpected, even Le Xian can also think of a better way.It's just that the furnishings in the Queen Mother's palace have always been what kind of rules in what season, and the people below don't ask for merit but ask for no fault, and don't dare to move.Even if it's a glass fence, she has some scruples, after all, her identity is embarrassing and subtle now, and some things are not easy to say.

Lihuang's bright eyes glanced at Le Yu deeply, and then turned around and grabbed the empress dowager's arm, "Grandmother, this is a good idea, or Miss Xiao's brain is spinning fast."

The Queen Mother smiled and beckoned to Le Yu, "Yu girl, come here, it looks like she's lost some weight."

Le Yu smiled and walked briskly, "The Queen Mother is dazzled, the girl Yu eats Haisai for the New Year, and she has gained a lot of weight."

She grinned and said that the queen mother was dazzled, but she smiled again, and the old lady wanted to scold the words in her throat and swallowed them back.

The Queen Mother was very happy, but she coughed uncontrollably, and waved her hand again and again: "Sit down to your grandmother, be careful of your illness."

The Queen Mother's illness is nothing else, just coughing day and night, coughing so much that she doesn't want to eat, coughing so much that her chest and throat hurt tightly.

Le Yu didn't seem to hear it, but walked two steps quickly, held the Queen Mother and reached out to gently and slowly stroke her back behind her back, and reached out to take the water from the hand of the palace maid on the side.

The Queen Mother felt better after drinking the water, and said weakly to Le Yu, "You girl, don't listen to you when you go away, don't blame me for coughing Ming'er."

Le Yu adjusted the position of the big soft pillow that the Queen Mother was leaning on, so that she could lean more comfortably, and said playfully: "My body is fine, besides, the Queen Mother's illness will not be sick, otherwise, why is there no one in this Shouchang Palace coughing?"

The Queen Mother shook her head and smiled, but there was a flash of warmth in her eyes. This girl still does not love her in vain. She is the Queen Mother's respect, there are too many people who serve the sick these days, from concubines to princesses and county lords, their daughters and daughters-in-law, these palace maids, although everyone is respectful and thoughtful, but when they are close to themselves, they all subconsciously hold their breath, and there is a trace of vigilance and imperceptible disgust in their eyes.

Lihuan's eyes are a little complicated, this Xiao Leyu, in terms of identity, is extremely embarrassing, and she is not a heavenly fragrance in terms of appearance, but she has such a ability, so that the weathered grandmother and the alienated and self-contained Shu Jue are sincere, and there is still a reason (to be continued.) )