The wind and rain consume life and death, déjà vu is only lonely, and love can't wake up

"Sister!" Mingxin and Mingcai got the news when they were sent back in the afternoon, but they were really in a hurry and couldn't leave, and now they have stolen it. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why are you here, go back quickly!" Qing Nuan didn't talk to them so harshly, and now she was really afraid that she would affect them.

"Sister......

Mingxin and Mingcai know Qing Nuan's thoughts, but they ......

Lin Gonggong said...... Sister, you can't get up yet, you have to wait for the Long Live Lord to wake up and have a conclusion. ”

Of course Lin Deyuan didn't have the right to let them go at this time, Qing Nuan smiled bitterly. If I guessed correctly, it was clearly a stroke.

Rubbing your own sore knees and waking up? Easier said than done. But you won't let yourself stay on your knees here all the time、、、

Mingcai stuffed a few pieces of pastries wrapped in kraft paper into Qing Nuan's hands, and stuffed a few more pieces to Xiaofuzi, who caught them dryly.

Some mockery, some bitterness, Xiao Fuzi was stunned, looking straight at the pastry.

"Sister, am I bad?" After Mingxin and the others left, Xiaofuzi put a piece of pastry in his mouth, which was obviously very sweet, but it was indeed so bitter.

Qing Nuan didn't answer yet, but he himself answered, "It should be, in order to climb up, even my master betrayed." ”

"Little Fuzi, I really can't answer this question to you. But we will have a lot of helplessness in the palace life, but we are noble in front of people, and we will suffer in the future. There's no right or wrong about that, at least in my opinion. Everything we have is not up to us to choose, but we are just chess pieces. ”

No one is a saint who can tolerate all evils, and he cannot be slaughtered by others.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the stars are shining in the busy palace. When the princes got the news in the afternoon, they came to the palace to serve the sick, and they took turns taking care of the ladies of the palace in the palace.

The queen mother frowned, "Imperial Doctor, how is it?" ”

Cai Yuan replied for the first time: "The emperor is angry, but his blood is surging and he faints, and the minister thinks that 、、、 minister is 、、、."

The queen mother was dissatisfied with his verbosity, but she could at least see that the emperor's situation did not seem optimistic.

"I'm afraid I've had a stroke、、、"

Crowd is of course what it means to have a stroke.

The concubines were stunned, but the princes had mixed tastes and uncertainties.

"Brother Jiu, my father must not be able to deal with some things now, so 、、、" Eleven said worriedly, I don't know what tricks the prince will come up with, and his seventh brother is becoming more and more incomprehensible.

"Don't worry, it won't." The ninth master knew who he was talking for without looking at Eleven.

Hmph, if you want to feel distressed, it doesn't matter to you, the ninth master scolded silently in his heart.

"Why, you're not lazy?" In the middle of the night, I slipped out while the imperial doctor was diassing and prescribing medicine, and saw Jiang Qingnuan kneeling there upright.

Qing Nuan was a little funny, "The situation of the slave and maid is not suitable for talking and laughing now, it's better to be upright." ”

The Ninth Master took a deep look at Xiao Fuzi, who was kneeling beside Qing Nuan, and said playfully: "What's the matter, Gonggong Fu is also suspected?!" ”

Xiaofuzi just bent down slightly and didn't speak, saying one more word and making one more mistake.

Jiu Ye was not distracted, he just looked at Qing Nuan, watched her kneel on the ground, and watched her kneel in the cold wind.

"Bear with me for a while, don't ask for yourself so much, Qing Nuan." Jiu Ye looked at her stiff back with some distress, stubborn and lonely.

"At least, I can still let you rely on it."

I was inexplicably moved by what was going on, Qing Nuan thought bitterly.

Two lives and one soul, no one has ever said such a thing to her.

She always thought that she could live well without anyone, and never thought that one day, she would rely on another person.

Now that you think about it, he said, you have to get used to it.

What would that look like, relying on one person to clear everything for himself, what would be the outcome?

Who knows.

Want to try it yourself?

She hadn't thought it through yet, and neither of them had taken into account that there were others around her, but Lao Jiu was successfully pleased by Qing Nuan's thoughtful expression.

Her willingness to think about it proves that she still cares about herself, doesn't it?

"Forget it, you're so stupid. Let's go, still on your knees? The ninth master saw that she had not returned to her state, and reached out to pull her up.

"Can you get up?"

Qing Nuan looked at the hand stretched out to her side, the thin callus, and the slender fingers were distinct.

That's how people are afraid of risk, and if they fall in one place, they don't want to go back to that place.

Qing Nuan didn't give him his hand, as if to cut off his own reverie and his implicit hints. As soon as I moved, my knee hurt to the bone marrow. Qing Nuan also grew up in pampering, and he didn't do any rough work when he entered the palace, so he naturally couldn't stand kneeling for so long.

Slow down, Qing Nuan was about to slow down and get up again, but her arm was suddenly held up.

"Hypocritical woman!" Jiu Ye snorted, took her in his arms strongly, led her to the front pavilion and sat down, and reached out to help her rub her knees.

"No、、、 don't 、、、" Qing Nuan pushed his hand away, but how could she resist with her little strength.

"If you move again, I don't mind doing something more excessive."

As soon as he said this, Qing Nuan really didn't dare to resist. It's just a little red at the root of his ears, indicating that she understands the middle of his words.

But I thought that the ninth master still had such an expression - tsundere? , Qing Nuan couldn't help laughing.

"The ninth brother really pities the beauty." A cold voice approached from a distance, and a cold face appeared in front of them.

The light on the porch at night was not bright, but it did not hinder the low air pressure.

"You don't have to be a beautiful woman in Qigejia's arms, I still have to boil this." It's like complaining, it's more like showing off.

You can't be a lover after all, only I can give her what she wants.

It's always been shallow—this may be the most suitable for your past, but it's deep—and this is suitable for my future with her.

"But is it really good for the ninth brother to defend a person who is suspicious of his father? Let's not say that my father will be unhappy when he wakes up, just saying that this harem is full of people, and it can't be blocked. ”

"I never thought that Brother Qi was so eloquent, but what is more important, Lao Jiu can still tell the difference."

You occupy her entire youth, but I want her whole life.

"Go ahead, I'll go back first." Qing Nuan said coldly, unwilling to see him again, although subconsciously tried his best to avoid it, but he had no way to separate this matter from the seventh master.

When she stood up, she was still a little staggered, but Qing Nuan steadied herself and pushed away the hand that the seventh master was holding her.