Chapter 300

What is love?

It may be that you met the person who makes you tempted, entangled, and unforgettable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

That would be wonderful.

Of course, there is also a possibility, just like Er Kang to Xia Ziwei. At this particular juncture, she was fortunate enough to be the most suitable one among the people she knew.

So Ziwei said to herself, that's love.

In the few days after Erkang had no news, she lived like a year, not eating well and sleeping well. Obviously nothing has changed, but there is still an abrupt feeling that the curtain is too stuffy, the night breeze is too cool, and the voices of people walking around the yard are too loud.

"Let's cut a sachet like a flower." Crape myrtle day and night sorrow.

But the moment I looked at the water lilies in the yard, I suddenly became bright.

When I was a child, I didn't have a father, only a mother, and I still brought her very well; Later, my mother left, and only Jin Suo came to the capital with her, but she still recognized Huang Ama and lived in the palace......

And later?

Ziwei thought about listening to the gossip of the people in the palace, the former queen of this water lily, that is, the Empress Fucha, whom Huang Ama had respected for so many years, liked in her heart. is Concubine Ling, I think she was just a maid in the palace of the first queen.

It can be seen that life still has to be lived by itself. No matter how much Huang Ama misses the former queen, it is not Concubine Ling who is now by Huang Ama's side, watching the water lilies with seven Gege and fourteen elder brothers.

Life always has to think about going on, others have a pair of hands and feet, and crape myrtle is not lacking.

Relying on people to live a good life, the worst result is whether it is the desert or the tidal flats, she is already the pearl of the Qing Dynasty.

I want to compare when I was in Jinan Mansion, I can tell that she has more, but why is she even more panicked and helpless!

It's because of what she wants, and she unconsciously changes more.

Why bother, the courage to go to Beijing alone was lost when he saw Huang Ama!

Thinking about it, it's just like that, it's marrying Outer Mongolia, it's the same as a prince's mansion, even if that Bao Duange can't look down on it?

Duo Ling looks like a simple one, Ziwei is willing to bother, and she doesn't worry about not being able to catch it.

As for Erkang, it is best to stay in the capital. It's not a standard noble family, but it has a bright future.

One is a noble identity, the other is a good character, such a family affair should still be like a dream when it is in Jinan Mansion, and there is nothing to be unwilling about.

Life is not a little bit of a human being.

If you have a good mentality, then nothing is a problem.

In the words of the golden lock: "Virtue, what do you say Bao Duange looks down on us, as if the young lady likes her." ”

Ziwei listened to it and sneered, isn't that what she said.

"Then when you see the palace maid of Qigege in the future, you don't have to be too accommodating to her, it's really hypocritical." Of course, Ziwei still instructed: "The past is also in the past, but if you don't hold on to it, it seems that we are a little family." ”

If you figure it out, there's something unpleasant.

It's just a matter of letting Concubine Niangniang or Qigege say it herself, but the main owner didn't see it, so she let a palace maid bully her.

It's not a joke?

If people are in a good mood, their luck will take a turn with them.

Er Kang came to Yanxi Palace, and after greeting Concubine Ling, he specially came to Mingzhu Gege to sit here.

The palace people were all found by the golden lock, and they picked up the pot and said that the water was not hot.

When I went out, I don't know if I brought the door intentionally or unintentionally.

With a bang, Erkang's heart was shocked.

The rhetoric that had been clearly thought of before coming suddenly felt that it was not suitable for the opening remarks.

Mingzhu Gege looked at the handkerchief in his hand intently, and his attitude was strangely peaceful.

I even have the energy to think about whether Er Kang would feel wronged and cry even if he came over yesterday.

Or has he repeatedly asked what he has been busy with these days, but have you listened to those rumors?

If so, how embarrassing it would be.

The daughter's family is far away, and her life is still long, so she can't desperately grab Faulcon in her hands now, and then look at each other and live the rest of her life with disgust!

Er Kang's kung fu at this time has already looked at Mingzhu Gege several times.

The water hibiscus is as demure as the sunshine through the window gap on the spread skirt.

Just looking at people warmly, Er Kang's heart fluttered, this is what he ideally looks like.

It's not like Qing Gege, every time she sees the people around her, her eyes are full of assessment and scrutiny, and there are even the old grandmothers around the Queen Mother, whose eyes are like sharp swords.

When I swept over, I couldn't dig out my heart at a glance.

Just one glance, it makes people panic!

There are no expected grievances and scoldings, as if Er Kang has not suddenly cut off contact for a few days.

"You...... Are you okay? ”

There was silence for a long time, and the master was at ease, but Erkang couldn't sit still.

Mingzhu Gege turned his head, as if he didn't know why, and then blushed as if he suddenly realized: "Huang Ama...... He said I didn't have to take it to heart, but ...... But ......"

I couldn't go on, and the handkerchief in Ziwei's hand was about to be twisted into a rope.

Emperor?

Er Kang's eyes flashed, and he was silently relieved to see that Ziwei was still a little daughter's style in front of him.

got up and sat next to Ziwei and held the white and tender Rouyi in her hand. Ziwei retracted like an electric shock, but Erkang's dry palm seemed to have eyes, and he firmly continued to trap the frightened rabbit in it.

"Erkang!" Mingzhu Gege's face was like a red cloth dyed against it, and he looked at him sternly.

As everyone knows, the little hands are white and tender. I don't know if it's shame or remembering the unhappy things before, a pair of big wet eyes, when I look at it, the waves are sparkling and there is no deterrence, but it seems to be a shy charm between lovers.

Like a feather, it reached into Erkang's heart. Itchy, sour and numb.

"Crape myrtle." Erkang leaned closer, and subconsciously muttered a word.

The hot and humid man's breath shrouded around his body, Mingzhu Gege trembled slightly, and his mind became muddy.

Subconsciously felt that something was wrong, as if it was beyond his control.

No matter how you say it, her heart is like stopping water, but in fact, she is still a little girl who is well protected.

Crape Myrtle hung her head, hating to shrink into a ball, looking like a mimosa.

Some things, as far as men are concerned, are more instinctive, and they are born to be the same.

Sitting in front of her is not a good girl who is ready to hold hands for a lifetime.

It's like drinking a big glass of ice water on dog days, and the depression that has gathered together in the past few days is like seeing the sun through the clouds, and it is clear.