"This king is eccentric?" Su Jingyun's eyes froze, "Those small actions behind your back, do you think this king doesn't know?" If it weren't for the fact that you are the cousin of this king, this king would have been ruthless (Wonderful Doctor Concubine: Grab the kiss and register first Chapter 567). Since this king has done this, you still think this king is biased, then don't blame this king for ignoring his cousins and sisters in the future. ”

Su Jingyun knows all the small actions she made behind her back?! What does he know? To what extent do you know? She was not afraid to let him know those things, but she was afraid that because of those things, it would affect her image in his mind. It's over, won't her image in his mind be ruined? No wonder, no wonder he doesn't like her so much now......

Wei Yueming's heart was in turmoil, and he didn't dare to say anything for a while, so he stopped the carriage with red eyes and hurriedly went down.

Su Jingyun did not continue to review the recital, but stared at the sky outside the car window, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He Tiantian returned to his side, tilted towards the carpet, rested his head on his knees, and poked the dragon's tail on his brocade robe with his fingers.

Su Jingyun was so poked that she had to take her eyes back and look down at her: "Blame the king for protecting her?" After all, she is the cousin of this king, and it is said that when the king's mother concubine was alive, she loved her very much and called her into the palace to accompany her. But don't worry, if she ......"

Before he finished speaking, He Tiantian raised his head and met his gaze: "Jingyun, really can't you remember?" Are you sad? ”

Su Jingyun's heart was sluggish, and suddenly there was a sweet and sour feeling spreading, as a prince who was determined to kill, this kind of emotion was really rare. He staggered his gaze slightly, closed his eyes tightly, and then returned to normal, looked back calmly, and patted He Tiantian's head: "Yes, I really grew up and knew that I cared about people." ”

Men's pain is really silent, and they don't like to share their inner feelings with others. Or maybe they'd rather go to a drunk conversation with a friend when the pressure is too much to bear, rather than talk to a lover?

It is said that a woman's mind is difficult to guess, but in fact, a man's heart is the most difficult to enter, even if he has confessed many times and promised many times, even if he loves her so much.

He Tiantian rubbed the embroidery on his brocade robe, rustling, a little prickly. This kind of embroidery for the sake of a straight appearance is actually not comfortable to wear.

It's as if these men, in order to maintain their prestige, almost never show their inner weakness.

Su Jingyun stared at her constantly swiping fingers for a while, then reached out and pressed it, clenching it into his palm: "Amnesia is just feeling." In fact, the king already knows all about those past things. ”

His palm, with a thin cocoon that has been sharpened by years of martial arts, is dry and warm, He Tiantian covered the back of his hand with his other hand, raised his head and asked, "Where did you know?" The record book in the palace of the king of Chu? ”

"Hmm." Her hand was too small to cover the back of his hand at all, Su Jingyun smiled silently and grabbed her hand as well, "There are also the old people in the Chu Palace's Mansion and the palace, this king has summoned them to ask them one by one." It's just that what happened before, what if you know it, the feelings and feelings at that time are completely gone, as if you know that you are the one who sleeps every night in Tong's history, but when I see you, I can't be happy. ”

He Tiantian made him sad: "Jingyun, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if it weren't for protecting me, you wouldn't have been smashed by the rocks and lost your memory." ”

"I'm sorry, this king also forgot, so you don't need to be sad." Su Jingyun grabbed her hand and gently bumped her face.

What is sad spring and sad autumn! He Tiantian's little sense of guilt made him speak up and glared at him: "Then when did you like me again?" ”

Su Jingyun calmly looked away: "When did this king like you again?" Nothing. Now you lie down on the back of this king, and this king will approve the recital. ”

"You deny less! What you just said in front of Wei Yueming, I heard it! He Tiantian shouted, jumped up and hung around his neck.

Su Jingyun subconsciously hugged her waist and pressed it with his hand: "It seems that my stomach really doesn't hurt anymore, it's alive." ”

"You don't change the subject!" He Tiantian let out a "ahhh

Childish ghosts! Su Jingyun pushed her aside: "Go back to the house and scare Rou'an and Hui'an." Now that the king is going to work, you can either go in and sleep or go back to your car. ”

I hate it, as soon as she coaxes her, she refuses to talk sweetly anymore! He Tiantian pouted and looked at 100~10,000 \ small! said that there were mountains of twists and turns and official documents on the case, but he still obediently did not make any more trouble.

But how boring it was to sleep, she casually opened a book and took a brush: "I'll help you." ”

Su Jingyun glanced at it lightly: "It's not impossible to help if you want to, practice your words first." ”

"Ah, yes, I can practice calligraphy! It just so happens that the ink is readily available. He Tiantian pushed the fold away, went to the small bookshelf next to him, and flipped through a notebook.

Su Jingyun raised his eyes and glanced at it, slightly stunned: "Are you still describing the words of the Queen Mother?" ”

"That's right." He Tiantian said, leaned back, and looked at it from a distance, the hairpin flower is small, very beautiful. Women like to be beautiful, and fonts are no exception.

Su Jingyun's eyes showed a trace of guilt, and he reached out to pull the note under her arm: "If you don't want to practice this, don't practice, there's no need to wronged yourself to please the Queen Mother." Don't worry. ”

"Who says I don't want to practice anymore? Your imperial grandmother's handwriting is indeed very good. He Tiantian said, patting his hand away, "Look at your recital, don't make trouble." ”

Gotcha, it's him who makes trouble! Su Jingyun shook her head, put her hand into her arms, took back the lotus handkerchief that she had just pulled away, stuffed it back into her arms, and then lifted the red pen again and reviewed the folds.

He Tiantian bit the tip of his pen and smirked for a long time: "Such a precious handkerchief." ”

"Do you think the king is willing?" Su Jingyun moved the pen like a fly, and did not look up, "This king estimates that the handkerchief you embroidered is estimated to be only this one in this life, can you keep it well?" ”

It turns out that scarcity is expensive? Is the same true for her? He Tiantian bit the tip of the pen and thought wildly, until he was knocked on the head by Su Jingyun a few times, and then he hurriedly went to the notebook.

Although they were in the luxury carriage of Dawu, they were very fast, and in the evening, they had entered the territory of Jiangxi, but a sudden heavy rain blocked them in the post house, and until noon the next day, they still failed to set off again.

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