322.Chapter 322: The Return of the King 2
readx; Swallow a plate of pastries one bite at a time. Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info drank two sips of warm water. Worry-free cut off the water to rinse her mouth, wiped her mouth and hands carefully, and tidied up her clothes. Xue Mingyu walked out of his seat in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, and stood under the Hanging Flower Gate.
The weeping flower gate was standing early in the morning. Naturally, Steward Chen took a few powerful servants in the other courtyard, and there was Mrs. Liu on the stove.
Even Lu Bo was called back by Xue Mingyu early in the morning. Steward Chen appeared in front of Xue Mingyu the most in Xiaofeng Courtyard, and it was at this Hanging Flower Gate. Usually she doesn't wait to see him, but when she goes out, Steward Chen is very humble to send her out at the Hanging Flower Gate, waiting for her to come back. A good housekeeper, more like a doorman. But who let Steward Chen intervene in the affairs of Yuelongsha, and there is nothing to do outside the courtyard all year round.
Xue Mingyu maintained a dignified standing posture and a gentle smile, but she thought about it all the way in a mess in her heart. The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.
Xue Mingyu pursed her lower lip and listened, sure enough, she was coming this way. If you come back from a horse, the little guy who reported the news in front of you will definitely not be able to outrun the horse. She caught a glimpse of Steward Chen sweeping the sleeves and hem of his robe with his palm.
A group of horsemen galloped over the corner in front of them, and it was evident that they were slowing down their horses. It may be that when he is on a horse, he is extraordinarily tall and strong when he is seen by these people standing on the ground, especially the leader with broad shoulders and the momentum of accumulation.
But the morning sun was so mild, the cavalry came with their backs to the sun, Xue Mingyu was looking at the sun, she squinted her eyes, she couldn't resist the dazzling golden light, and she couldn't see the silhouette of the person on the horse. I had to stand quietly and wait for the cavalry to approach slowly, little by little.
Qin Junxiu couldn't describe the joy in his heart. It's like when I was a child, I wrote a nice big character and wanted to show it to my mother, so I couldn't wait. But what he has learned the most over the years is forbearance, so what's wrong with his heart.
As soon as I turned the alley, I saw the figure standing at the front under the gate of the courtyard. Looks like he's grown a little taller. Dressed in an old indigo blue dress, with a bright head on her head. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and want to laugh. As soon as the hand pulled, the horse slowed down.
He had seen Xue Mingyu look a lot different.
For example, the first time I was on the second floor of fish sauerkraut, I didn't meet each other, just listening to the voice, I heard that it was a sweet and well-behaved little girl, but it was twisting and turning, so that the scheming Qin shopkeeper stumbled.
For example, in the colorful flowing clouds, she stood on the stairs, although she lowered her head, but she looked at the silk thread so seriously, like a little adult.
Then when he met the brutal Qin Si looking for trouble, he was still thinking, this girl might have to think of some tricks to get out of danger. But standing with his head bowed and resigned to his fate, his small figure and half-worn clothes looked so weak.
Fortunately, he went to scold in time and blocked Qin Si's whip. The stupid girl followed him all the way so far. I must have been really scared. But in the face of his indifference, she was like a lion cub with teeth and claws. At that time, those shining dark eyes were seared into his heart.
There was also her sitting on her knees by the reeds, her eyes distracted. Lonely and petite.
And she who gave him advice, her jewel-like eyes sparkled with slyness.
And when she got the news, she was eager to try to make money, like a successful little rabbit, and hurried back to count her carrots.
And, of course, there is the cruel assertion of her who rejects him. Like a blunt knife with a grinding handle, it makes people's hearts ache, but they can't bear to pull it out.
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