Rice and beans are Tang Jiaer's favorites, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to satisfy the appetite of the second princess. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info thought that the dish was just ordinary, and the old lady Tang regretted it after speaking, and was speechless for a while, and closed her mouth crampedly.

Murong Hui nodded very seriously: "With Mrs. Lao's success, Ah Hui will definitely not miss the appointment." ”

Although the granddaughter was happy, there were tears in her eyes, and she was reluctant to be separated from her grandmother. Why didn't Mrs. Tang want to shed tears? Her ancestors and grandchildren lived together, from their hometown in the countryside to the old mansion, and they were not separated for eight or nine years. Since then, the palace gate has been lonely, so she has to gather less and leave more, how can she not be saddened in her heart.

The old lady is responsible, knowing that her mother is a lot of losers, so she doesn't be that little childlike in front of her granddaughter, but uses words to provoke her granddaughter: "You are not allowed to be naughty when you enter the palace, if you ask the second princess to send it back, your grandmother will not accept you." ”

The corners of Tang Jia'er's mouth were raised high, and she was about to sneer at each other, and she was reluctant to refute her grandmother after holding it back for a long time, but she only held back her little face and made her two princesses laugh out loud.

The old lady was happy for her granddaughter, but she also had a little sadness in her heart, and she thought that she would inform Tang Ge Lao earlier, so she pulled Tang Jia'er to say goodbye first: "The courtiers will go back to pack up for Jia'er, teach some rules and etiquette, and wait for the princess to summon at any time." ”

finally had a friend who was the same age as him and had similar interests, and he was about to leave the palace so soon, Murong Hui was a little reluctant, but she also knew that Mrs. Tang was right, and she had no reason to force others to stay.

Murong Hui took Tang Jia'er's little hand, pulled her aside, and said in her ear: "I will do what I promise to you." Then you went to pry your mother, and you waited for the summons in the house. ”

Tang Jia'er nodded, Murong Hui was still reluctant to let go, and added a few more words: "I'll wait for you in Ruiyun Palace, and I will order someone to clean up the room for you early." ”

Tang Jiaer smiled and agreed, and the two broke up outside the Canwei Palace. Murong Hui couldn't wait for tomorrow, so she went to Fengluan Hall in a hurry.

With the deed between Murong Hui and Tang Jia'er, there is one more post written by Murong Wei herself.

Standing in front of the bookcase to fill in Tang Jia'er's name, Murong Wei gently put down the pen and instructed Yingluo to find someone to send it, only then did she remember the tassel that was still kneeling outside, and ordered Hongdou to call her in.

Although there is no direct radiation under the corridor, the weather in June is like a lavender cage, and the tassels are full of sweat, especially distressed by their delicate face, and put the silk handkerchief on their face to cover the shade.

Hearing the words of the red bean, the tassel was like being amnestied, stood up by the pillar, wiped the sweat beads with a silk handkerchief, leaned on the trunk, rubbed his numb knees, and dared to walk for a while.

The tassel entered the hall to thank him, Murong Wei was using the ice bowl of peaches and oranges, and picked up a bright red cherry pearl with a silver spoon carved with gold silk roses and held it between her lips, smiling very clearly.

Seeing the tassels prostrate on the lime-colored silk carpet painted with a picture of spring and autumn and autumn, respectfully kowtowing to thank her, Murong Wei looked at her condescendingly, with an unusual anger in her eyes: "Do you want to understand what you are doing wrong?"

After kneeling for a long time, her knees were still sore, and Tassel reluctantly straightened her body, and said pitifully: "It's the slave who talks a lot and speaks in front of the princess." ”

With a bang, the silver spoon and the ice bowl collided crisply, shaking the tassel's heart. Murong Wei's eyes seemed to be soaked with frost, and she raised her hand to signal everyone to retreat, only the tassel raised her head in fear.

The air in the hall was stagnant, and he couldn't breathe. Only the skirt was sloppy, and Murong Wei's long skirt was swaying, dragging over the high steps of dark jade-colored marble, and slowly walked to the front of the tassel.

The tassel hung his head and didn't dare to stand up, and he could see Murong Wei's high-top palace shoes with apricot pollen inlaid with gold digging clouds, and the pattern of Jiuqiu Tongqing held out a rich peony flower blooming, and the core of the flower was condensed, like a drop of cold tears, dripping heavily into his heart.

Murong Wei bent down, and with a slight hook of her slender hand painted with pearl red kodan, she lifted her tasseled chin. With a gentle tone and a cold and terrifying look in his eyes, Murong Wei asked again: "It's not a sin to answer in front of this palace." With her several orders, whether she sees or does not see it follows the mood of this palace. If you think about it, what went wrong?"

The palace has changed its summer costume, and the azure moonlight shark is embroidered with new green lotus on the cloud-patterned drapery and silk tent, which are stretched out layer upon layer. The sunlight is also like the newly woven white practice, which is evenly washed in the clear water, and it is elegant and dry everywhere.

The tassel was like ice on his heart, and the sweat on his back slowly condensed, turning into a trace of cold, and he didn't dare to have the slightest perfunctory look. She bent her knees forward, hugged Murong Wei's calves, and cried pitifully: "On that day, the slave maid should not pass mung bean soup to Young Master Duhan, and she should not gossip with him when he was sent out of the palace." ”

Murong Wei's slender nails pinched her face, and with a little force, a faint mark of blood was scratched on her face. Tassel gritted his teeth, endured the pain that pierced his heart, and kowtowed his head heavily: "Ask the princess for mercy, the slave and maid will not dare to trespass." ”

The hand on the chin suddenly let go, and the tassel was worried and frightened, for fear that a flower-like face would have a scar. I gritted my teeth with hatred in my heart, so I thought that I would immediately find out the person who was chewing the root of my tongue in Murong Wei's ear, and it took a thousand knives to relieve the anger in my heart.

Murong Wei walked to the chaise longue by the window, leaned up lazily, and snorted heavily at the end of her nose: "If I hadn't heard about it by chance, I wouldn't have cared about it, your girl is actually two points similar to me." No wonder, no wonder!"

It was born with a pair of faces that looked a little similar, which made the tassel give birth to some Xiao Xiang who should not be born.

Murong Wei's words were as penetrating as the cold ice of the winter moon, and they hit her heart hard: "There is a difference between master and servant, and you should understand it from the day you entered the palace." If you keep your duty as a slave and maid, I will naturally give you some dignity. You have to have the heart to trespass, to tell you the truth, the two side concubines in King An's mansion still have no identity, not to mention a mere girl who has a room. I can live and die. ”

It's been a long time since I've seen Murong Wei lose her temper and say such heavy things. Sure enough, it was for Su Duhan to be jealous, and he was a little unscrupulous. Even the words of what side concubines and what kind of room were poured out.

The tassel was both scared and proud, and his heart overturned the soy sauce and vinegar.

What I'm afraid of is that the princess does hold her power of life and death, and if she is a little unsatisfactory, a slave in the harem is like pinching an ant to death. With her proud, she was a girl, and she actually made the princess really angry, and the princess also saw that Su Duhan treated her with affection, and the princess was unwilling.

Fang just mentioned that he had a similar face, but he was just alerting himself to the idea of not having the same life as others, and not to fight Su Duhan.