Fifth, five, O, please tell me your answer

It turns out that although Nangong Yi is a civil official, his sons are all good at martial arts, and his two daughters are not delicate and weak, and his daughters-in-law are only about Xuemei's kung fu skills, Ao Yanping and Yuan Xiu also know some superficial kung fu, so Jingzhi, Su Lan, Yayun and other children are also taught both civil and martial arts.

Feng Qin listened to Shao Sulan's words and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, my martial arts are nothing at all, you haven't seen Sister Shuang, her martial arts are praised, that is, Brother Bojian's martial arts are far worse than her, I think, Brother Bojian will definitely not be able to beat her." ”

"Really?" Shao Sulan said in surprise and surprise, as if she didn't believe it: "I don't believe it, my uncle is the emperor's imperial guard, and he is one of the best masters in the capital, so he can't compare to Aunt Bai?"

Feng Qin said: "That's not it, Sister Cui'e and I can't do as much as Sister Shuang's martial arts, if you don't believe it, ask Sister Cui'e." ”

Guan Xuemei and Shao Sulan turned their heads to find Cui'e sitting there, the needle and thread in their hands didn't move at all, their eyes were looking at somewhere in a silent daze, Fengqin called her two or three times, she heard it, looked up and asked, "What?"

Feng Qin asked, "What are you thinking?" Sister Cui'e. ”

"Nothing. Cui'e responded, lowered her head and picked up the needle and thread again.

At this time, a maid came panting and flew over: "Young grandmother, young lady, old lady, please go quickly, the little prince is here!"

Congratulations to the little prince!

As soon as these words reached Cui'e's ears, she was startled, the embroidery needle pierced her finger, and she couldn't help but whisper, and her heart suddenly beat wildly, no! No way! Little prince! Congratulations to the little prince! How could he come here! No! No! No! No way!

Feng Qin was immediately overjoyed when she heard this, and asked, "Is it really Gong Qin Xiao Wangye?"

The maid said, "How dare the slaves and maids lie to the grandmothers and young ladies, please hurry up." ”

Feng Qin ran over, snatched the needle and thread from Cui'e, who was in a daze, and threw it aside, pulled her and left: "Let's go quickly." ”

Guan Xuemei and Shao Sulan also followed, and on the way, Guan Xuemei asked the maid again: "Did Chuan Jing know them?"

"Yes, Third Young Grandma," said the maid, "we will go separately to invite the young masters." ”

"Then let's hurry up," Feng Qin pulled Cui'e to walk quickly, Guan Xuemei and Shao Sulan almost trotted to follow, "Has the little prince arrived at Rongxi Hall?"

"I didn't go to Rongxi Hall," said the maid, "I said I went to the old lady's side." ”12.22.

Fengqin and others came out of the Hanxiang Garden, and went directly to the Bishui Arch Bridge, from the Shizhang Bridge, and then from the backyard of the Jade Flaw Palace to the front yard, and wanted to come out of the front door of the Jade Flaw Palace, and take the road of Miaolin Bridge.

Usually, Cui'e, Fengqin and others in Lu's mother's room, they all go in directly through the back door, but today because there are distinguished guests, they go around to the front door from the back of the wing room on the side.

Cui'e was pulled all the way by Fengqin, and she couldn't figure out a clue in her mind, only one thought repeatedly knocked on her nerves: He's coming! He's coming!!He's coming!!

Entering the door, Guan Xuemei, Feng Qin, and Shao Sulan hurriedly saluted the little prince who was seated: "Say hello to the little prince!"

When Cui'e saw that the elegant and chic figure was really standing there, she couldn't help but be stunned, neither saluting nor speaking, just looking at him with a pair of slightly moist eyes.

When the little prince saw Cui'e, his heart was suddenly overjoyed, and he called out in surprise: "Cui'e!"

He stood up, took two quick steps, and then stopped, and looked deeply into her confused and confused eyes, and felt a slight pang in his heart: didn't she remember him? Didn't she want to see him again? Has she forgotten what he had said? Didn't she take his promise seriously at all? Didn't she take him seriously at all?

The more he thought about it, the more he panicked, the more he thought about it, the more he felt unconfident, and the more he thought about it, the more heartache he became, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he stared at her tightly, deadly, trying to grab some of the answers he wanted from her eyes to prove that he had not worked in vain.

He moistened his lips and opened his mouth gently, slowly, and with difficulty: "Cui'e, I know that I shouldn't come today, I really shouldn't do this, but I can't wait for it." I think there's one thing I'd be better off asking you in person. ”

Cui'e only felt that there was a little rabbit beating and running in her chest, and she couldn't help but ask, her voice trembling slightly: "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask you," the little prince looked at her, moistened his throat again, and said in a low, soft, and affectionate voice, "From now on, whether you want me to be happy or I want to be miserable, whether you want me to go to heaven or whether you want me to go to hell, it's all in your thoughts! What is your answer? Please tell me." He looked at her, not daring to blink, as if afraid that in the blink of an eye she would suddenly disappear, and he added: "Please tell me your answer!"

Cui'e looked at his eyes full of tenderness and sweetness, her heart was anxious, painful and at a loss, staring, she couldn't say a word.

He stared at her tightly, and as the minutes passed, he couldn't hear her answer, he couldn't see her inner thoughts, he couldn't get the answer he needed, his face suddenly turned pale, "You ......"

His voice was painful and trembling, and he felt as if his heart was being gnawed by thousands of insects: "Don't you understand?" he frowned even tighter, as if the heavens and the earth were about to crack, "Still unwilling to answer?"

She glared at him, her eyes misty, and she thought: she couldn't shed tears in front of him, she couldn't make him think she had no grace. She tried not to let the tears fall, but she failed, and the tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't see him clearly. 12.24.

He inhaled sharply, waiting to make him tense, make him dazed, make him tremble slightly. He stared at her, looking at her carefully, deeply, not ignoring a single subtle expression on her face, and seeing her two crystalline, pearly teardrops welling up from her eyes and sliding down her white jade cheeks, his heart was twisted, his nerves were throbbing.

"Do you still need to think about it?" he asked hoarsely, forcibly suppressing his despair, but his voice still trembling in anticipation, "Then I can wait, you don't have to answer me so quickly, or tomorrow? or the day after tomorrow...... I can wait until you think it through, and then we'll talk, okay?"

"I ......" she only felt a hard throat, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she swallowed again, and she couldn't say a word.