The tassel's eyes rolled, ignoring the blood marks on his face, and his words were innocent: "Princess Mingjian, because the young master of Duhan is concerned about the princess's daily life, she asked a few more words on the way out of the palace, and the slave and maid delayed her efforts." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Seeing that Murong Wei's anger was still unsubsided, the tassel took a few steps forward with his knees as his feet, still kneeling in front of Murong Wei's couch, with a plain face with blood beads and pitiful: "The princess treats the slave and maid as a small friendship, and the slave and maid don't know anything anymore, and they also know that no matter when and where, the master of the slave and maid is only Her Royal Highness the princess, and she will not learn the behavior of those white-eyed wolves." ”

How beautiful it sounded, the hypocritical face in front of him overlapped with the arrogant and bitter face in front of the Bright Wei Palace in his previous life, Murong Wei tried her best to hold back, so she didn't ask herself to pick up the hairpin and scratch the clever face.

The hourglass is gentle, and the sound of a silkworm flows slowly. You can hear the ice slowly melting on the corners of the temple, the gentle sound of dripping water, and the murmuring of water in the core of the lotus leaf.

Every second was unbearable, and after the tassel was cold on her back that was wet with sweat, the gauze shirt was tightly attached to her body, making her extremely uncomfortable. I knelt for a long time today, and there was a feeling of pins and needles in my knees, and the pain of soreness and numbness spread quietly, like the bite of thousands of small insects.

There is no need to pretend, the face of the tassel is getting more and more pale and a little shaky.

Fang Cai's answer seemed to touch Murong Wei's heart, and it seemed to be extremely difficult to respond, Murong Wei covered her face with a veil, and only after a while did she snort in a thick nasal voice, and said, "You go down first."

With a click, a small green jade wisp flat box was thrown on the silk carpet, and Murong Wei's voice came from the top of his head: "My hands are heavier today, go back and apply my own medicine." ”

Tassel picked up the box in humiliation, and gritted his teeth in thanksgiving. She propped her hands on the silk carpet, struggled to her feet, and bowed outward.

Looking back with unwillingness, the wind swept slightly, the tassels were vaguely seen, the princess's shoulders shrugged, she frequently looked at her with a handkerchief, and her eyes were slightly red.

The greed for Su Duhan grows more and more, and the tassel vows that one day he will make him fall under his pomegranate skirt. When the time comes, he will be able to trample on Murong Wei to his heart's content.

What does it have to do with your golden branches and jade leaves and the background of the emperor's nobles? Once you get married, and then go out of the imperial city, the real emperor is far away, and no one should be called.

If a person drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or cold. No matter how arrogant you are today, isn't it because you don't have confidence in Su Duhan? Thinking that in the future, this domineering Grand Duke will mainly point to the favor of Yibin to spend the day, and he just enveloped Su Duhan's heart as a Yibin, and the tassel felt proud.

Tassel limped out of Murong Wei's bedroom, returned to his room, and stood next to the dressing mirror to look at the blood marks on his cheeks. Seeing that there was only a shallow red line, and it had solidified, the tassel was secretly relieved.

After purifying the water, he took the ointment given by Murong Wei and applied a light layer, called a little palace maid to come over and rub his knees for him, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Under the quiet sleeping face, there is a softness between the eyebrows and eyes, but the tassel is like a willow swaying in his heart, with all kinds of styles, as if he was in the Su family's old house in a dream, he and Su Duhan lived in both houses, and Murong Wei was independent.

I couldn't wait to immediately spread the news that the princess was sour and weeping for him to Su Duhan, and the tassel turned over and fell asleep comfortably and peacefully.

The tassel withdrew with its front foot, and Murong Wei turned over and sat up with her back foot, casually threw away the handkerchief dipped in chili water, and called Yingluo to come in and clean her face again. Between the eye waves, there is only a suddenness, how can there be a trace of sadness and melancholy in the eyes?

Then the tassel passed the word, so that Su Duhan thought that he was still holding himself in the palm of his hand. Only in this way can the Su family relax their vigilance against Yuping Mountain. Mining is not easy, and it is a day to fight for Gu Chenxiao and Xia Yu, and it is always necessary to hide those minerals in his father's pocket and become the capital to meet Su Duhan in the future.

Since hatred is deeply rooted in the marrow, there is no need to deliberately avoid it. can stop killing with killing, stop Su Duhan's pace of setting off a bloody storm in the world, and restore a peaceful and prosperous era of Haiyan and Heqing, then the war that should come will come.

In this life, Gu Chenxiao and Xia Yuzhi are still standing side by side, with them by their side, Murong Wei has no regrets or fear.

Slim hands, gather wind and clouds. Murong Wei stared at her slender and pure wrists, showed a hesitant smile, and picked up the snail Dai on the dressing table.

With Murong Wei's efforts to lightly sweep her eyebrows, Yingluo had already washed the handkerchief that had been dipped in chili water, sprayed some soju and ironed it, and still put it in the box, and then took a piece of Tianshui Bibi handkerchief for Murong Wei and put it in her sleeve.

Serving Murong Wei changed into a lighter gauze shirt, and took a fragrant umbrella with green silk yarn painted with the wind lotus of the Quyuan to shade the sun, Murong Wei took Yingluo's hand and slowly walked to the apse, admiring the banquet place placed by Mama Luo with great interest.

Turning the winding corridor, it is a cascading rockery. The mountain turns around, and the greenery comes from the open-carved witch hazel sandalwood window, and the cool breeze is blowing for a while.

The thick shade of the ground obscures the sunshine like broken gold. A little palace maid had already stepped forward to take the Xiangluo umbrella in Yingluo's hand and put it aside diligently, and Murong Wei and Yingluo went straight to the Hongqingtan behind the hall along the nine-song corridor.

The waterhole in the apse of the palace is as blue as jade, the new lotus resists the wind, the buds are about to bloom, the layers of green waves are like rippling blue waves, and the occasional splash is like a long and soothing sheng song, which is Murong Wei's favorite place to wander.

Mama Luo was leading the people to decorate, and watched Murong Wei's master and servant come here from a distance, and came over with a smile to salute: "Even the small stage has been arranged, and now the lichen is being laid, can the princess take a look?"

Thinking that the singers were rehearsing, there was a sound of sheng song flute in the distance, it was a song "Phoenix Yu Fei", and the lovesickness in my heart suddenly began to flood.

There are as many expectations as there are disappointments, Gu Chenxiao's letter clearly stated that it would not arrive until mid-August, and now it is only June, a difference of two months.

Even if Fang secretly agrees, there is still a gulf between countries between the two. It is Emperor Kangnan who sincerely agreed to marry Xixia, without the coercion and turmoil of the previous life, why should the father and mother allow themselves to marry in other countries, and it will not be easy to see each other in the future?

There are really thousands of knots in the heart, and it is difficult to give up. Listening to the tune, which was still melodious and colorful, Murong Wei reluctantly smiled: "Mama is busy herself, I'll walk around with Yingluo, let's take a look at the freshness first."

Seeing that from time to time there were slaves and maids who came over and wanted to ask Mama Luo to show them, they only stood in the shade with their hands down and waited, which was the time when they were very busy. Mama Luo smiled and didn't bother to greet Murong Wei, so she smiled and bent her knees and retired, and only told Yingluo to take care of her.