Outside the bed tent was a low whimper: "I'm afraid of ......"

I hurriedly got out of bed and lit the lamp, "Yi'er? ”

The little doll was dressed in a small white robe, and her long black hair was scattered to her shoulders, like a small white plum in the winter snow.

"Sister." His little tear-stained face lifted slightly.

Alas, I, Ye Rong, have always been kind and soft-hearted, look at his pitiful little appearance, scratching and scratching like a cat in my heart, and hurriedly hugged him to his knees.

"Is Uncle Huang going to marry you?" Yi'er wiped away her tears and looked at me with watery eyes.

"Sister...... My sister will get married the day after tomorrow. I picked out the wick, and in the dim candlelight, the flying phoenix hairpin on the dressing table reflected the dazzling golden light, and my cheeks flushed.

Yi'er followed my gaze, glanced at the dressing table, and said quietly: "The mother concubine said that if she wears a flying phoenix hairpin, she is no longer the same as an ordinary woman in the world, and only she knows the pain of this hairpin......

The eldest princess she ...... Alas......

I saved up a smile and nodded the tip of his white nose, "You little doll, not as tall as garlic seedlings, what are you pretending to be old?" ”

He suddenly lowered his head, and said angrily: "During breakfast, I wanted to eat meat porridge, so I deduced that the Babao rice soup was too sweet, and the mother concubine tasted it......"

A spirit on my body was excited, "Yi'er, you said that your mother concubine drank Babao rice soup?" ”

Yi'er nodded blankly.

The sound of wind and rain was loud, like a ghostly sobbing, poignant and sad.

"Mother concubine, she ...... She's going to die, isn't she? The wind and rain pulled Yi'er's milky voice to pieces.

I hurriedly hugged his soft little body, "Yi'er, don't be afraid, Uncle Huang and I will accompany you......"

"Knock knock", his little heart beat strongly, which made me feel inexplicably reassured......

【Lady Show Coming】

"Miss, Mama Zhang, who is in charge of the kitchen, has not yet delivered the fresh meat today, I don't know ......" Chun Qian stood aside.

"Chun Fiber, you can't make meat porridge, and it's the same for boiling pot white porridge." I waved my hand lazily and sent the little girl away.

Before dawn, a team of white-armored and white-armored Imperial Forest Army surrounded the Qin Wangfu like an iron bucket, saying that it was a meat delivery, even a mosquito, and it couldn't fly in if it peeled off three layers of skin.

After the rain, the sky is bright, clear like a piece of jasper, occasionally brushing a leisurely flowing cloud, flying a northbound wild goose array, alas, it should be a good day to be idle and casual!

The sound of heavy footsteps approached, and I straightened out my moire white robe and sat upright.

"The first emperor died last night, and Zhao Yue, a micro-minister, was ordered by His Royal Highness the King of Qin to welcome the emperor's grandson back to the palace for funeral." Senior Brother Nine knelt on one knee, his tone was steady and calm, as if he was a dignified and dignified minister of the imperial dynasty.

"General Zhao is flat." The little doll who was crying last night also made a solemn and awe-inspiring posture of a royal noble.

Alas, life is like a play!

"You wait outside the hall." Senior Brother Jiu gave an order, and when he boarded, the flower hall was much more refreshing.

Outside the hall, the spring is harmonious, like a colorful picture painted by a fine brush, and Yi'er's low voice is particularly sad in the warm spring day: "Sister, the imperial grandfather is also dead, isn't it?" ”

The wind rolls up the pear blossoms and flies, plain white like a hanging white flag.

"Little junior sister, Xiaobai knows that you can't settle down, so I specially instructed you to enter the palace with Yi'er."

【Lady Show Coming】

On the high steps outside the mourning hall, his plain robe flew in the wind, like a white butterfly ready to fly, "Rong'er, your marriage and mine are going to be postponed." ”