Yes, Yingsu didn't know, she didn't know that her sad and helpless expression and elegant temperament would attract someone's attention in this quiet night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If she knew, she would have run away before he could approach her.

Zhao Yuliang has been in a very low mood since he returned to the East Palace.

Judging from Wu Boping's current physical condition, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive this summer.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhao Yuliang received much more love from Wu Boping than His Majesty's, and it was much purer, so in his heart, Wu Boping was also a father and a teacher, and his status was unmatched. If this person is gone, then the only person Zhao Yuliang can fully trust is his mother, Empress Jingzhuang.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are unacceptable, and he knows that it is because of which he is so sad.

In the deep night, this kind of sadness is even more poignant, and people can't help but want to cry.

Zhao Yuliang tried his best to endure it so that he didn't let himself cry out loud.

After he hastily ate dinner, he practiced calligraphy on the desk in front of the window.

During this period, I remembered a few things that needed to be dealt with tomorrow, so I ordered them one by one, and then I suddenly wanted to come out and relax.

In the past, he rarely came to the catering department, because he was not interested in such places at all.

But today he smelled the scent of Sydney as he passed by the side of the restaurant. Perhaps because he had eaten too little for dinner, he had an appetite when he smelled the scent of Sydney at the moment, so he couldn't help but walk this way.

Then he saw her, and saw the sad and bright face reflected in the light.

She was petite, so petite, and looked pitiful.

For some reason, maybe it was the sadness on her face, or her lovely appearance, or maybe something else, that moved him. He couldn't say it clearly for a while.

He noticed that she had raised her hand to wipe her tears, and he suddenly wondered why she was so sad.

So he walked slowly in the direction where she was, and when he got closer, he found a copy of the "Historical Records" on the table next to her, which was about to be turned over, and the expression on his face suddenly became very subtle.

Ying Su was still so immersed in her own sadness that she didn't notice his arrival.

Sydney's syrup was almost ready, and she bent down to make the fire smaller.

Zhao Yuliang stopped less than three feet away from her, saw a wooden stool next to her, and sat down on the wooden stool.

Yingsu's whole mind was on Sydney Candy Water at the moment, so she was still unaware of his arrival.

Zhao Yuliang wanted to cough lightly to show his arrival, but he was afraid that it would scare her, so he pursed his mouth.

At this moment, she was facing away from him, and the graceful curves of her back were faintly visible through the thin clothes.

"Willow waist and thin back" is like her, right?

Zhao Yuliang suddenly felt a little unnatural, turned his head slightly, and asked quietly: "You are the new female official in charge of food?" ”

Suddenly hearing the human voice, Yingsu was so shocked that the seven souls were about to go to the sixth, and she was almost about to scream.

She forced her composure to get up and blessed him, then nodded.

This is the greeting and answering of his previous question.

She didn't speak, she didn't want to speak, she took two steps back slightly after saluting him, as if waiting for instructions, as if deliberately keeping her distance, she didn't dare to look up at him the whole time.

However, she didn't need to look up, only from the compelling luxury revealed from his brocade robe, the rare ambergris that came from his clothes or his body, and the spotless flying dragon pattern boots, his identity could be known.

He knew she knew.

However, neither of them said anything.

However, she kept her head down, which made him a little displeased, and looked at her and said, "Raise your head." ”

The voice was not loud, and it could even be said to be gentle, but it sounded to her with unquestionable majesty.

Yingsu's face suddenly turned red as if it were on fire.

What does he mean by that? Does he usually treat palace maids like this? But didn't Chu Xiang say that he usually turned a blind eye to the palace maids?

Yingsu suddenly felt that there was a bit of lightness in his words, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she couldn't think of a suitable reason to refuse for a while, so she pretended not to hear it, and still lowered her head.

However, she also knew that she would upset him by doing so, so she couldn't help but be a little worried.

The old cleverness seemed to be all gone from her at this moment, and her whole heart was tugging, nervous and scared.

Suddenly, he got up and came up to her, and held out his right hand to hold her chin.

Now, her whole face had to face him.

Yingsu panicked to the extreme, and subconsciously raised her hand to push his hand.

But his hands were like an impregnable wall, and she couldn't push them away no matter how much she pushed them. She wanted to cry, but another voice inside her was telling her - it couldn't be like this. So she simply closed her eyes.

She just didn't look at him, and she didn't want to look at him, she was afraid that he would see the hatred in her eyes.

However, a young girl suddenly closed her eyes when the man held up her chin, which seemed to Zhao Yuliang to mean something else, and Zhao Yuliang laughed softly. Because he laughed softly, he couldn't hear it if he didn't listen carefully, but Yingsu heard it. She didn't know what he meant by this smile, and her face turned redder.

She could feel his breath, hot, on her face, making her feel almost out of breath, and with a feeling of shame/shame that she wanted to die immediately, she subconsciously struggled again.

The other man's hand suddenly let go.

The tension in Yingsu's heart also subsided, but her heartbeat still involuntarily accelerated.

Zhao Yuliang smiled slightly, feeling that this girl was indescribably cute when she blushed.

"The pear syrup is almost dry." He said.

She suddenly remembered the incident and immediately turned to look.

Fortunately, he reminded him in time, otherwise he would really be burned dry.

She thanked him as she put the sugar water in the bowl.

Zhao Yuliang didn't respond, just looked at her with blazing eyes.

This girl, she is like a fresh blooming flower, although it is not amazing at first glance, but there is a kind of attraction that makes people unable to take their eyes off the more they look at it. Yes, she has that kind of attraction on her body, and a temperament that is very incompatible with her identity.

That's a temperament that only people who read poetry and books can have. He saw it keenly.

He has always had a good eye for reading people.

The fact that such a person appeared in such a place had to make him wary.

He has always been cautious, and he has to be cautious.

"What's your name?" He asked, his eyes fixed on her face.

Yingsu's heart tightened unconsciously, her expression was a little cramped, and she replied in a voice that couldn't be softer: "Wen Yingsu." ”

"Where's home?"

Yingsu thought for a while and replied: "The slave maid was originally the daughter of a Langzhong in the county seat of Wendu County, and the father fell to her death when the slave maid was eight years old when she was going up the mountain to collect medicine, and the mother was devastated, and she ......also left a year later."

Before she finished speaking, Yingsu was already in tears.

She couldn't help but think of her parents and brother.

Seeing her tears, Zhao Yuliang knew that she was really sad, he thought about it, took out a small plain white face towel from his pocket, handed it to her, and said, "No need to return it." ”

Wen Yingsu hesitated for a moment before reaching out to pick it up, not forgetting to thank her gently.

However, she only held the small face towel in her hand, and did not use it to wipe her tears.

Zhao Yuliang smiled lightly again, and asked in an extremely gentle voice: "Are there no brothers and sisters at home?" ”

Yingsu shook her head.

Zhao Yuliang frowned slightly, and then asked, "What happened later?" ”

"Later, the slave's uncle took the slave and maid to live in Gongzhou, so the slave and maid were raised by the uncle's family before entering the palace." Yingsu replied.

Gongzhou borders the capital and is a prosperous city, and the "uncle" mentioned by Yingsu does have someone, he is the husband of the Jin family, a woman who saved Yingsu by the river, named Shen Jun.

"Who is your uncle?"

"Gongzhou Judge Shen Jun."

Zhao Yuliang still looked at her steadily, as if considering her words.

"Why did you enter the palace?" He asked again.

It's not that her uncle's family can't afford to support her.

"The slave maid is fifteen years old this year, according to the rules, she must be married within one or two years, but the slave maid doesn't want to marry, and she doesn't want to continue to increase the burden on her uncle's family.

Zhao Yuliang's brows furrowed slightly, and then returned to normal.

"And your uncle agreed?"

"Uncle was strongly opposed at first, but he also knew the temperament of the slave, so he reluctantly agreed in the end." She replied. He never dared to raise his eyes to him.