"I laugh at the second brother who can't see the form in front of him clearly, and he is pushing himself down the cliff." Su Yueming pursed his lips and said leisurely, Su Zicong's expression was a little dazed, he blinked his eyes vigorously, and asked-

"I'm pushing myself off a cliff? What exactly do you mean? Explain it to me! ”

"What do you mean?" Su Yueming smiled lightly, his eyes fell on Su Zicong's wasted hand, stretched out his palm, patted the wound he bandaged with gauze a few times, and sprinkled some powder without a trace.

Su Zicong was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his hand angrily, "Say it quickly!" ”

"My father has already said in front of the sixth prince that I am not the murderer of the second brother, but the second brother insists on disobeying the will of my father and the sixth prince, and keeps saying that he wants to kill me. Does the second brother think it's still the same as before? In the past, the second brother was the greatest hope of his father and the prime minister, but now, the second brother can be said to be a wasted person, you don't want to think about how to keep your position in your father's mind, but openly question your father, what do you think your father will think? ”

"You ......" Su Zicong's left hand couldn't help shaking, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on the back of his head.

He had to secretly admit that Su Yueming's words did make some sense.

Now that his hands are gone, everything is blocked, and my father may begin to be disappointed in him.

"Second brother, let's go back and think about what to do with my future." Su Yueming bent down, picked up the sword that Su Zicong had dropped on the ground, put it back in his hand, and said.

*

The old lady's 60th birthday banquet has finally arrived.

As soon as the hour passed, the old lady and prime minister Su Buqing, and the eldest lady led everyone in the mansion to wait at the gate of the prime minister's mansion.

Today, Concubine Zhen was authorized by the emperor to go back to the house to celebrate the old lady's birthday, except for the third aunt who was weak and uncomfortable, the crazy second lady Su Qingmo and the second aunt who stayed to take care of Su Qingmo, the rest of the Liu family, Su Baixi, Su Zicong, Su Yueming, Su Ying and others were in the waiting team.

There have been too many things happening in the mansion for a while, and the old lady has not been in good spirits, but at this moment, thinking that Concubine Zhen is coming back, her mood is much better, and her complexion looks better than usual.

According to the practice of welcoming Concubine Zhen to Ning in previous years, Su Baixi and Su Zicong stood next to the old lady respectively, and Su Yueming was arranged in the position of Zuihou, with a distance of five people from Su Baixi.

Don't think about it, Su Yueming also knows who arranged this, the eldest lady uses her privileges to hide her, and it is best to hide that no one knows about her existence.

And her own daughter......

Su Yueming raised her eyes slightly and looked at Su Baixi-

She did a particularly elaborate dress today:

Her black hair is pulled into a high beauty bun, the beads on her head shine dazzlingly in the sun, the yellow embroidered Bixia Luo with clouds, the red smoke gauze skirt that mops the floor, the soft yarn of Luo Cui in her hand, and a peony flower obliquely inserted in the wind bun and misty temples.

Her face is like a hibiscus, her eyes are more charming than peach blossoms, her skin is delicate and soft like warm jade, her plump cherry mouth is delicate, and the two strands of hair on her cheeks are gently brushed with the wind, adding a bit of seductive style.

The beauty is so innocent, so moving.

Even Su Yueming couldn't help but think of a poem to describe Su Baixi's stunning beauty at this moment-

Dai's eyebrows are delicate and far away, and the green temples are thick with spring smoke.

Beauty!

It's beautiful!