There was a little nun whose face was pale and nervous, and she ran to Mrs. Xiao and hurriedly reported, "Oh no, no, the princess is seriously ill."

When I heard it, I was seriously ill, and I was embarrassed to be seated. Pinshu.com

Xiao Shitai's face flickered, as if she was not moved at all, "Nonsense, don't want to use such a superficial excuse to fool the old nun." Go quickly, and invite the princess out."

"If the 100 times of the verse of poetry are not recited today, it will be a great disrespect to the emperor's spirit in heaven."

"The firewood in the backyard hasn't been cut yet, the princess has infinite strength, brute force, these jobs are just right for her"

"The books in the Scripture Pavilion are trendy, the princess might as well move the books outside to dry them"

In the eyes of everyone, Master Xiao is too much.

Everyone saw that the princess's face was white and bloodless. Only Mrs. Xiao refused to let go, and still handed over the heavy work to the princess to complete.

And the princess in the eyes of everyone seems to have changed her temperament, not impatient, not arguing, and silently accepting everything.

Chao Ge walked on the shady path, his steps were brisk, how could he have the appearance of being sick.

Just came back from the firewood room, and there was already a little nun to help chop wood, thanks to the manpower arranged by Bailichen.

Help her always fish in troubled waters and easily escape punishment.

The pace is deep, unconsciously came to a sycamore forest, the leaves are golden, blowing with the wind, sprinkled on the ground, looking at it from afar, as if in the fragrance of rice flowers in childhood.

Sycamore is said to be the embodiment of loneliness.

Every time Chaoge passes through the sycamore forest, he will always stay for a few points.

She suddenly discovers something magical.

On the side of the tree path, a swing was installed.

With a brisk pace, he ran to the swing, overlapping with the memories of childhood.

The woman sat on the swing, and the wind filled the air with her beautiful face as the thick yellow hemp rope swayed.

Her silver bell-like laughter floated through the air.

Behind a certain plane tree, an inky figure emerged.

He gazed deeply, looking at the woman in the gold, as if telling the oath of a lifetime.

With her bright smile, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

The swing was made especially for her.

"My dad said that men draw paper kites, and women put paper kites. This is the affection of men and women. Morning, you can draw me a beautiful kite."

"My dad said that men make swings and women play swings. Morning, you can make me a sturdy swing."

His mind was invaded by memory, and he still couldn't let go of the past.

"I knew it was you" Suddenly, the woman's crisp voice hit head-on.

I don't know when, she's all at hand.

Seeing her hands behind her waist, her plain skirt floating in the wind, like a figure floating out of a painting, faded to a gorgeous body. She's still so thrillingly beautiful.

Even though he is known as a master of Danqing, he thinks of her every late at night, and it is difficult to lift a pen and paint her face.

It's hard to paint her face just because of the magic pen.

Her sparkle is always changing, and the light is dazzling day by day.

"Bailichen, you made the swing for me" She stepped forward, and he subconsciously pushed a step away.

"Bailichen, let's make a bet" She continued to move forward, and he was about to step back.

As fast as lightning, she reached out and grabbed his palm.

He had an extra copper plate in the palm of his hand.

I only heard the words of Chao Ge Zhenzhen, "Let's bet that if the gods bless me Chao Ge, I am willing to throw the ground before, with the copper plate facing up and the back facing down." ”

"If the gods are willing to bless, I only pray for a man in front of me to become my beloved and never abandon until I grow old together."

She spoke, her eyes burning on his handsome, tense face