Without a tassel by her side, Murong Wei felt much more relaxed, she turned around and took Yingluo's hand, and said seriously: "Mama Luo has already told the palace that you were wronged that day." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

With the cleverness of tassels, Yingluo's silence is more and more set off, Yingluo bent her knees again, quite a little pampered and not surprised: "The slave is not wronged, and the princess should be punished for disobedience." ”

Like a bright moon, whether it is the mountains and ditches with green weeds, or the pavilions and pavilions with carved beams and paintings, it is generally unwavering.

The indifference unintentionally revealed by Yingluo's body deeply moved Murong Wei.

Murong Wei pulled her up, remembering that she had always been by her side in her previous life, she felt sorry for a while, and said: "Su Rili thinks that you are quiet and don't like your temperament very much, but now I think this is your benefit." ”

Murong Wei didn't say that the tassel was bad, but Yingluo sensitively heard the master's dislike for the tassel.

Yingluo is not as lucky as Tassel, and has served by Murong Wei's side since she was a child. She has today, and she climbs step by step on her own.

can come out of the crowd from the bottom, and then get Mama Luo's blue eyes, and now she is a first-class palace maid by Murong Wei's side, Yingluo has no doubt about her intelligence.

In the past few days of her absence, Tassel has lost Murong Wei's heart for some reason, and Yingluo has come to such an inference. From the moment she learned that the tassel had been left in King An's mansion, Yingluo was even more sure of her conclusion.

"The slave and maid have written it down, thank you princess for carrying it", Yingluo neatly and gently added incense to the incense burner, and opened the curtain half to make the hall brighter.

didn't delay speaking, and his subordinates didn't mess up at all, and that kind of indifferent handling already had a bit of the momentum of a palace maid.

Murong Wei didn't have much for breakfast, and Mama Luo had already ordered the small kitchen to prepare refreshments, and when she saw that she was sitting down with makeup, she ordered someone to bring it up.

Yingluo took the tray and set up the crystal cake, Poria cake, plum blossom cheese and pine nut lily crisp four-color dim sum, and heard Murong Hui's silver bell-like laughter outside, clear and sweet, clearly transmitted through the warm curtain: "What a fragrant taste, what is the eldest sister hiding to eat?"

The red bean opened the curtain from the outside, and Murong Hui walked in happily, and on the face of the peugeot melon seeds, a pair of bright eyes like autumn water, and a clear smile like a blooming lily, reflected Murong Wei's eyes.

Murong Hui is dressed very beautifully, wearing a lime-colored pleated skirt today, with a pale pink stand-up collar, a short silk curtain on the outside, and a pink magnolia embroidered at the corner of the skirt and the lower end of the curtain, which is more and more delicate and cute.

In the previous life, the two sisters had an excellent relationship, coupled with the joy of reuniting in this life, Murong Wei naturally doted on her sister, and moved down from the kang to greet her sister.

Murong Hui brought in a cool breeze from outside, Murong Wei was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she personally removed the hooded crane feather for her, first pulled her by the stove to bake the fire, and then lovingly stroked her long satin hair, and pulled her to sit on the kang.

Knowing that her sister loves to eat pine nut and lily cakes, Murong Wei moved the yellow ground gold-edged entwined flower dish in front of her, tried her hands to see if they were cold, and ordered the red beans to add charcoal to her hand stove.

The sisterhood is deep, even Mama Luo is delighted, she brought two almond and walnut soup to the two, and said warmly: "The second princess will drink a bowl of hot soup to warm up her body."

After a few days of snow, Murong Hui had nowhere to go. Now that the snow has melted, she can't sit still, she has a lively temperament, and she can't bear the loneliness, so she ran to Murong Wei's palace to visit the door.

Hearing that the eldest sister had come back from Shoukang Palace, and seeing the eldest sister dressed like this, knowing that she had no intention of going out, Murong Hui didn't follow, holding Murong Wei's arm and shaking coquettishly.

Wu Nong spoke softly, dragging a delicate tail note, as if he had been contaminated by the idle flowers in the south of the Yangtze River, bringing a thick aftertaste, and his sister's voice made Murong Wei unable to refuse.

In the past, the two sisters were bored, and most of them went to Mrs. Anguo's house to sit, and then took Su Duhan to go to the market, buy a lot of food that could not be seen in the palace or smuggle back idle books, but now it is not the time, and there will be no such time in the future.

Murong Wei tilted her head and thought for a moment, and asked, "Is Ah Peng still in class today?"

Murong Peng was cultivated as the prince of a country, and it was rare to have leisure time on weekdays. After entering Layue, Murong Wei and her sister stopped studying in the palace early, and Murong Peng had to read until the twenty-three.

A few days ago, it was cold and the road was slippery, and Queen Chu took pity on him for his youth, and occasionally gave him a day off, so Murong Wei asked.

When Murong Hui heard this, she said stupidly: "Where is Ah Peng free, the eldest sister doesn't know, the prince of Jian'an has come to the palace, and his father wants Ah Peng to accompany the banquet guests these days." ”

In the past few days, Murong Wei has been busy with the affairs of the imperial grandmother, where can she bother to inquire about other news, so she really didn't know that Prince Jian'an had come to Xixia, and said to her sister with a smile: "It's not a companion, but it's not tied up all the time." ”

sent Hongdou to inquire if the third brother was free, Murong Wei said to her sister: "Ah Xuan is too young, don't alarm Xu Zhaoyi again." If Ah Peng is free, let's quietly ask him to catch birds in the imperial garden. ”

In the past, Kangnan Palace swallowed tears and pretended to be happy, Gu Chenxiao told a lot of childhood anecdotes in order to make her happy, she was deeply impressed by the winter bird catching he had told, and today she played with her sister and gave it a try.

Listening to Murong Wei's description, Murong Hui's eyes gradually became hot, and she couldn't help but jump with joy.

was about to instruct someone to urge the red bean, but the red bean had already turned back, and replied through the curtain with a smile: "The third prince said that there is no need to go to the study today, and His Majesty has not summoned him, just because he is free." ”

When Murong Hui heard this, her little face turned red with excitement, where could she still sit still. Pushing the flower dish in front of him, he stood up like a whirlwind, and did not wait for his palace maid to come in, so he put on the palace shoes embroidered in light pastel first.

While walking out, he urged Murong Wei in a loud voice: "Eldest sister, hurry up, I'll go and urge Ah Peng to change clothes first, eldest sister is ready, come to find us." ”

She was about to leave, but Yingluo hurriedly stopped her and took her crane feather to put on for her. Murong Wei saw that she couldn't wait, so she ordered everyone to follow, Murong Hui's nurse and personal palace maid were waiting outside, everyone agreed in unison, and went out with Murong Hui like the wind.

"Ah Hui is innocent, that's it", Murong Wei looked at Murong Hui's departing figure, her eyes full of love.

Such a lovely sister in the previous life also died in the main hall, and calling Su Duhan as his brother since he was a child, it is equivalent to him watching his sister who grew up, and he doesn't know how Su Duhan is willing to kill her.

And my sister watched her brother who had been called for many years become an enemy of usurpation, and watched him draw his sword at herself, and I don't know how sad she felt in her heart.

Thinking about it, hating it, hating it when it comes to returning.

Returning with hatred, seeing through the past and present lives, I don't know what kind of life I am writing?