Cheng Wei naturally wouldn't say to King Nan'an: Lord Wang, don't laugh, you are poisoned.

She quietly rubbed the back of her hand with the handkerchief, then squeezed it tightly, staring at the dragonfly on the handkerchief.

"I'm sorry." King Nan'an finally stopped coughing.

Cheng Wei didn't expect King Nan'an to be so polite and polite, raised his eyes and met his calm gaze, and suddenly felt a little apologetic in his heart.

Counting it, King Nan'an had two helping hands for her, but she saw that he was poisoned, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Little girl, scared you?" King Nan'an's voice was soft and slow, with a deep voice peculiar to a man of this age.

With such a gentle and mellow voice, I don't know how many women will be thrilled and think about it when they hear it, but Cheng Wei understands that with the physical condition of King Nan'an, he can't stand it if he says it, and he will cough again.

"No, anyone with an uncomfortable throat will cough." Cheng Wei was a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to go to Huairenbo's mansion immediately.

The king of Nan'an was kind to her, but she didn't dare to talk nonsense, maybe she could be cured in the future, but she didn't dare to give it.

It's not so pleasant.

King Nan'an seemed to notice the change in Cheng Wei's mood, and changed the topic with a smile: "Your brother should end up today, right?" ”

As soon as she asked this, the little girl opposite was not interested, but her expression froze, and only after a moment did she spit out the word "yes".

The king of Nan'an is completely out of line.

Is the mood of a little girl of this age already so unpredictable?

Or is it only to talk about rouge gouache...... Oh, and lamb soup. Is she interested?

King Nan'an sighed lightly.

It looks like he's getting old!

Originally, I saw this little girl looking frightened, sitting in his car, afraid that she would be even more uneasy. Only then did a few small talks ease her tension.

Now he could see that the little girl wasn't nervous, she just didn't want to talk to him!

The congested Nan'an Wang Chongcheng smiled slightly, then closed his eyes, counted the prayer beads, pinched a bead with each breath, and looked peaceful. It can be seen that it is habitual.

Cheng Wei finally survived to Huairenbo's Mansion in this calm atmosphere.

She said goodbye to the king of Nan'an and went straight to Feixuju, not knowing that someone had already told the old lady Meng of Huairenbo that she had been sent back by the king of Nan'an.

"What. The three girls were sent back by the king of Nan'an? ”

The mother-in-law who reported the news nodded again and again: "Old lady, it's true." Last time, the prince sent the second lady and daughter back to the house, and the old slave wrote down the prince's car, and there were two colorful glass lamps hanging on the wall of the car. ”

You can't go wrong.

Old Madam Meng's eyes flashed. instructed Ah Fu: "Go to Feixuju and invite the three girls." ”

"Yes."

After Ah Fu went out. The old lady beckoned to Cheng Yao, who was a little distracted: "Yao'er, press my head again." ”

Cheng Yao came back to her senses and smiled gently: "Yes." ”

She walked around behind Mrs. Meng, put her hands on her forehead, and began to knead slowly.

Old Madam Meng sighed comfortably: "Yao'er, your massage technique is getting more and more sophisticated, and now that I am away from you, I can't sleep." And so on. Grandmother can't bear to marry you. ”

Cheng Yao paused, and quickly smiled: "Then the granddaughter won't marry." Serving my grandmother for the rest of my life. ”

"How can it be done, you are so filial, grandmother will definitely find you a good one."

"Grandmother—"

Mrs. Meng was in a good mood and laughed.

Cheng Wei almost ran all the way back to Feisuju, entered the east room, opened the drawer at the bottom of the chest of drawers, poured some bits and pieces on the couch, and found the pair of insoles from it.

The stitches are still fine, one embroidered with small fish, the other embroidered with clouds, and in the corner of each insole, a dragonfly is customarily embroidered.

This is the insole that she spent a few days sewing for her second brother.

"Huan Yan, bring the scissors!"

After a while, Huan Yan handed over the scissors: "Girl, here you go." ”

Cheng Wei took the scissors, lifted the insole, closed his eyes, and cut it according to the insoles.

The first half of the insole fell, and Cheng Wei reached out to catch it and brought it to his eyes.

At the fracture, white silk is exposed.

Cheng Wei's fingers trembled, and he pulled out the half of the white silk inch by inch, and carefully unfolded it.

The words on the white silk are as small as mosquitoes and flies: the politics of civil and military affairs, and the distribution is in the square policy. If its people exist, then its political actions. If his people die, his government will rest......

Despite her premonition, Cheng Wei still felt as if a basin of water had just come up from the ice cave and poured down from the top of her head, instantly freezing and freezing her so much that she couldn't breathe.

She almost gave this pair of insoles to her second brother!

And with the second brother's love for her, no matter who sends the best insole, as long as she sends it, the second brother will definitely wear her!

The nightmare that I never wanted to think about again replayed in my mind.

Cheng Wei still can't understand, the brother who protected her in front of her, but let his ten thousand arrows pierce his heart, is this spring in the end, is it high school?

In the past, Cheng Wei recalled the nightmare and didn't care to pay attention to it, but now, he already has the answer in his heart.

If those nightmares were what were supposed to happen, what would a fourteen-year-old look like?

Sisterhood is deep and trusting.

Look, she's so stupid, so stupid that she pushed the brother she cared about the most into the abyss with a pair of insoles.

Cheng Wei covered his mouth, only to feel that his heart was grabbed by an invisible big hand, almost out of breath, and tears were falling.

Why is she like that, the second brother will use his life to protect her!

At this moment, Cheng Wei almost couldn't bear the sudden longing and fear, and longed for Cheng Che to be in front of him, holding on to it, and never letting go.

"Girl—" came the voice of a thrush at the door, "Sister Afu is here, and says that the old lady will ask you to come over." ”

Cheng Wei, who was facing the door with his back, grabbed Bai Aya and straightened his back: "Got it, let Ah Fu wait for a while." ”

Ah Fu's arrival made Cheng Wei sober up and opened Bai Aya again.

This time, she didn't look at the content on the white silk, but the handwriting.

The words are very small, but it can be seen that this is not Cheng Yao's handwriting.

How is this possible?

From the time of her birthday, Cheng Yao brought a pair of exquisite insoles to ask her second brother's size, step by step, it was clear that Cheng Yao had already thought about it, she just expected that she would see her pair of insoles and make a pair for her second brother.

Most of the maids who serve the girls in the Bofu are literate, but they are limited to literacy, this kind of white silk, writing such small words, neat and clear, requires a very deep foundation, Cheng Wei doesn't think which one has this ability.

Could it be that there are still people cooperating with Cheng Yao?

Cheng Wei shook his head.

No, a person as proper and meticulous as Cheng Yao dares to do such a thing, and he will never let the second person know.

Cheng Wei pinched half of the white silk and couldn't understand it, and told Huan Yan: "Fetch some hot water for me." ”

His eyes swept to the book of "Water Mirror" at the head of the bed, and he couldn't help but stop, and between the fire and light, he suddenly opened up.

In this hand-copied "Water Mirror", the second brother uses his left hand, but he knows that Cheng Yao can't use his left hand!

Carefully wrapped the white silk with the insole, Cheng Wei hid it in the most appropriate place, then cleaned his face and washed his hands, and went to Niansong Hall with Ah Fu. (To be continued......)

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