At the beginning of the new year, Xia Ruoqing was seriously ill, first suffering from wind cold, and then the wind cold accumulation actually developed a cold rash. This cold rash is not important, but it is easy to pass people, the size of pigeon eggs, red, swollen and itchy, and after being diagnosed by the doctor, he let him live alone and recuperate.

Sure enough, Helan Fu said that he would not let Xia Ruoqing move back to Linghuan Palace, and asked people to set up a side courtyard for her to live, during which she wanted to visit several times, Xia Ruoqing asked people to block her out of the door, saying that the cold rash appeared on her face, it was really ugly, and she didn't want to see people, so she was so anxious that Helan Fu couldn't eat and sleep, and walked outside the hospital every day.

If half a month has passed, the gate of the courtyard will finally be opened. Helan Fu was overjoyed, and hurriedly entered the courtyard with Xia Ruoqing's favorite porridge snacks. Just as Xia Ruoqing came out, when people looked up, Helan Fu's arm was stiff, and the food on the plate was spilled all over the ground.

"You...... You ......" Helan Fu didn't know whether he was frightened or angry at the moment, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't even say a whole sentence.

Xia Ruoqing's raised face is still eyebrows, half of the beautiful and graceful face is still white, and the other half is painted with vines from the forehead to the corner of the lips, the color is bright and alive, and it seems to smell fragrant.

"You ......" Helan Fu seemed to not believe what he was seeing, trembling forward, gently caressing the half of Xia Ruoqing's painted face, the tentacles were delicate and soft, without the rough feeling of painting powder, his fingers rubbed hard, the vines were still there, and there was a trace of weirdness with the movement of his fingers.

"Your face! Qingqing! You! ”

"Helan, don't try it, it's embroidered with a needle." Xia Ruoqing's face was calm and said indifferently.

"You're crazy! Embroider...... Do you know that this is on the surface, once embroidered where there is a day of fading! You! ”

"Helan, I know." Xia Ruoqing pulled down Helan Fu's hand, and her expression was calm, "I know you don't like it, I thought about it that night, the life and death of the Xia family are in the hands of His Majesty, and I can only regain His Majesty's favor by doing this." Even if I only have half a chance, I can't give up. ”

"I said ......!"

"Sister Helan, to this day, can you and I still deceive ourselves?"

Xia Ruoqing's eyes looked directly at Helan Fu, her apricot eyes were slightly curved, as if she was laughing, but she couldn't feel the smile at all, and stared at Helan Fu fixedly.

"So you've already secretly made up your mind to abuse yourself like this, right?!"

At this time, the two were close, and Helan Fu saw Xia Ruoqing's face more and more clearly from top to bottom. Xia Ruoqing's embroidery needle should be used very finely, even at such a close distance, you can still see that the edges of the branches are smooth and fine, and the light and dark colors are too natural and smooth, which is really different from the brush painting, layered and not complicated, the side cover leaves, and the leaves are hidden. But the more delicate the painting, the more stitches are placed when painting, but a palm-sized painting is afraid that the number of stitches is not less than 10 million. Thinking that this delicate face that could be broken by a bullet was poked into the imported pigment by a needle, Helan Fu only felt dizzy in his head, and his anger rushed up, and he couldn't restrain himself for a while, so he actually slapped Xia Ruoqing's face.

Xia Ruoqing was beaten to a stagger, took a step back, lowered her head and quietly stroked her face, neither angry nor crying. However, Helan Fu regretted beating someone, but his anger did not disappear, he stood in place for a while, his palms stretched and squeezed, shook and spread, and finally rushed out of the courtyard door angrily with a flick of his sleeves.

Bang Rong has been standing on the side of the courtyard gate and didn't dare to make a sound, this time Helan Fu turned around and left, so she dared to step forward and quickly cover the door and turn around to support Xia Ruoqing. It is also thanks to Xia Ruoqing that she wanted to recuperate before, this courtyard is very secluded, Helan Fu does not like to take people with him when he goes in and out, no one saw the scene just now, otherwise this Chengming Palace will not know what to do in a moment.

"Mother, does it matter? Go back to your room, I'll put an ice cube on you! ”

Xia Ruoqing slowly lowered her hand, and a smile rose at the corner of her lips, but she didn't know whether it was a bitter smile or self-deprecation: "It's okay, Helan was retracted when she started, but it was just a matter of looking heavy on the surface." ”

"Mother, does it really matter? You'll have to see your majesty later......"

"It's okay, just touch up my makeup and leave." Xia Ruoqing went straight back into the room and sat down in front of the dresser.

The dressing table was near the window, Xia Ruoqing looked at the person in the mirror left and right, and her fingers gently stroked the upper part of her face. In order to embroider this painting as soon as possible, Xia Ruoqing did not follow the artist's words to wait for the first embroidery to heal and then embroider it a second time, but directly ordered the painter to immediately inject the paint into the injury. Fortunately, in her eagerness, the painting was still made graceful and agile, and it was not in vain that she had self-destructed her face and experienced so many sufferings. However, Xia Ruoqing looked in the mirror over and over again, and only felt that this half of the painting was weird and disgusting, and he really couldn't understand what was wrong with Emperor Nanzhao's aesthetics.

That's it, as long as Emperor Nanzhao likes it. After today, the people in the harem of Nanzhao will see her again, but I am afraid that they will all think that she has gone crazy in order to compete for favor.

Bang Rong picked up rouge gouache to make up Xia Ruoqing, and used a grate to grate the sideburns that had just been messed up by Helan Fu. Xia Ruoqing closed her eyes and asked, "How is the preparation of the Master of the Round Mirror?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, the master passed the book so that Niangniang does not need to worry about the three armies of Yuemen, Huyue, and Changming, the main generals of these three armies are all old masters in the past, and he will take care of them properly. As long as the matter is done on Niangniang's side, he will immediately turn back to Du Ling. The Ziyu army was stationed far away in the north, and the Black Brake Army and the Zuohuai army confronted the banks of the Huai River and it was difficult to get out. ”

"The master has been dormant for many years, but he is not empty at all."

"Yes, but mother, do you really want to ...... If this thing is revealed, then ......"

"Your Majesty has left no room for the Xia family to deal with the Xia family this time, even if we don't do anything, it won't end well. How ruthless was His Majesty's wrist when he seized the heir, the eleven princes died crazy, and only one of his compatriots was left who was cowardly and soft. It was also thanks to the fact that the master of the round mirror saw that the situation was unfavorable, and immediately withdrew and retreated into the empty gate to hide in the deep mountains, so as to save his life. However, the most difficult thing in this world is not the mountains and rivers, but the nature of people. Although so many years have passed, Master Yuanjing is in the empty gate, but his heart has always been in the red dust, and he is constantly planning for the camp. This is his best opportunity, Emperor Nanzhao now has only two princes under his knees, but he was born with a brain disease, King Ping is not of great use, and the royal family of the previous generation is already old. The monarch collapsed suddenly, and the Master of the Round Mirror would naturally be the best candidate at that time. It is the practice of the new emperor to ascend the throne and amnesty the world, not to mention that Master Yuanjing had a close relationship with his father in the past, even if it is inconvenient for him to immediately pardon his father's sins, but the death penalty will definitely be avoided. ”

"Yes, Niangniang is deeply concerned. However, this Gu worm has to be used by Lan Jieyu, even if Lan Jieyu is friendly with Niangniang, but she has to put this thing on her body, and she does it like this...... Event...... The slave is afraid that even if the mother persuades her with good words, Lan Jieyu may not agree. ”

"Shut your mouth, don't let Helan know about Gu worms."

"Huh? Niangniang doesn't plan to sue sù Lan Jieyu? ”

Xia Ruoqing shook her head lightly, opened her eyes and looked at her makeup again, and turned around to lead her out of the courtyard.

Helan Fu's temperament, Xia Ruoqing, is the most clear. Helan Fei hated the root of the Northern Yan Dynasty's admiration of the Po Sa and the bad country, Helan Fu hated all the affairs of the Po Sa Sect under his father's words and deeds, and Helan Fu was upright by nature, thinking that Gu art was a side-by-side way, shameless and despicable, and he didn't even want to mention it, let alone use it himself.

And she has to deal with more than Emperor Nanzhao this time, if it weren't for Jun Yihuang and Su Lingyu who slipped the fetus with tricks, and had a son by her side, the Xia family would not have fallen into such a dangerous situation. How can this hatred not be avenged? If Helan Fu knew her roots, she wouldn't be as simple and pitiful as she had always been on the outside...... I'm afraid I'll be disappointed and walk away.

In the final analysis, Helan Fu loves nothing more than the gentle and affectionate Xia Ruoqing in her heart.

It was never her.

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