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Looking at the back of Ping'er walking quickly to get the diary, Wang Xiaoxiao's originally calm gaze became even deeper. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Looking at the familiar furnishings in the boudoir, she couldn't even believe that she had returned to the old house of her mother's family in Liaodong.

In the past, she never felt warm and warm at home, only one father in the family really loved her, and the rest could be turned into strangers who didn't matter, but now, a servant woman, every grass and tree, makes her infinitely nostalgic.

She knew she had that kind of "disease".

A moment ago, she was still struggling in the treacherous inner palace, watching her fantasies about love in her youth crush into slag little by little, and watching the man who was proficient in power change the object of the harem's favor because of the direction of the court. In the blink of an eye, she was back at the home she had not left the cabinet.

Ping'er's diary is a trivial record of what happens around her every day. After she saw it, she understood what period she had returned to.

She had just met the emperor, and she had not yet discussed marriage, let alone decided the way to enter the palace.

She clearly remembers how she took the initiative to approach with a heart of longing, admiration and love for her future husband, and even remembered that her father angrily punished her to kneel in the ancestral hall. The things after that were blurred, but she came step by step after entering the palace, and the ignorant true heart was finally ground by reality.

Now, fortunately, it hasn't started yet.

"Miss......" Ping'er waited on the side, looking at Wang Xiaoxiao's expression nervously.

Wang Xiaoxiao put down the diary and said lightly: "You did a good job." Keep doing it in the future. ”

"Yes. That's what you've always told your slave, Miss. Ping'er said timidly: "You said that this diary will be of great use." ”

"Hmm." During her time in the palace, her temperament has changed. Now facing the innocent and innocent Ping'er. It took a lot of effort to rein in his edge, smiled, and said, "Record everything around me, but remember, don't show others what you wrote." ”

"Slaves will be careful." Ping'er actually wanted to say that Fu Gongzi would definitely find an opportunity to coerce and take advantage of the peek, but in the face of the master who had just recovered from a serious illness, she didn't dare to say it.

After Wang Xiaoxiao recovered from his illness, his temperament changed greatly, and he was no longer as naughty as before, and he often went out of the house to walk his horse. Or go up to the roof to watch the moonlight. Now she's like a normal boudoir daughter.

But she's so normal. But Ping'er looked scared.

Seeing Ping'er so silent, Wang Xiaoxiao was also a little helpless.

She has lived in the palace for a long time, and she can't change it for a while.

At this moment, a little girl was talking back under the porch.

"Miss. Fu Gongzi is here. Tea is now being served in the front hall. ”

Wang Xiaoxiao raised his eyes. The look is complicated.

Ping'er smiled: "Miss, go and meet you." These days Fu Gongzi is really anxious, if you really have a good one, he promises to be the first to die of sadness. ”

"What are you talking about?" Wang Xiaoxiao frowned disapprovingly.

Ping'er was taken aback. Hurriedly saluted: "The slave knows that she is wrong. "In the past, she and Miss were joking at every turn, and most of the time she thought that Miss's jokes were not too much. Who knew that she had developed a habit of talking nonsense.

Wang Xiaoxiao saw her so nervous, and waved her hand helplessly.

She knows too well how Ping'er's temperament is cultivated, and how can she blame.

All the way to the front hall, I walked up the steps and stood under the porch, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the wind chimes on the porch jingled crisply.

Wang Xiaoxiao looked back at the source of the sound. Red ribbons flutter in the wind under the wind chimes.

Not only did she raise her eyes, but she bent them slightly.

She remembered that it was tied by her own hands.

This mansion really hides good memories everywhere.

Fu Qing went out and saw the picture in front of him that made his heart pound. Wang Xiaoxiao's side face is well contoured, the skirt wraps her delicate figure, the shawl and skirt corners on the crook of her arms are swept by the breeze, and the soft long hair on the back of her head and sideburns dances lightly with the red ribbon under the wind chimes. Xu heard his footsteps, and she turned her head and looked at him with a smile on her eyebrows.

At that moment, Fu Qing seemed to be indulging in Wang Xiaoxiao's Yingying eyes.

"Zhixi." Wang Xiaoxiao called his cousin.

His ears were hot, he coughed and said, "Are you well?" ”

Wang Xiaoxiao chuckled and stretched his arms slightly: "Isn't it very good to look at me." ”

Fu Qing glanced at her, "It's good, and you've been sick for so long?" I heard that Shibo has even prepared a good board for you. ”

"Maybe it's just these good boards, and I'll be fine." Wang Xiaoxiao had already learned from Ping'er how dangerous her condition was. In addition, Fu Qing is a foreign man, after she entered the palace, the two had very few opportunities to meet, and now that they meet, Wang Xiaoxiao is full of joy, and even the depressed and dull mood has relaxed a lot.

Thinking of Cao's being disposed of by her father this time, Wang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you for that important matter." ”

"What are you talking about, why don't I know?" Fu Qing pretended to be stupid.

Wang Xiaoxiao chuckled and raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "We grew up together since childhood, who doesn't know who, you still don't admit it with me?" When did you learn to do good deeds without leaving your name? Or is it ...... You didn't do this, it was Ah Ruan who did it? ”

Ah Ruan is Xu Pei's nickname.

As soon as Fu Qing heard Wang Xiaoxiao call Xu Pei so intimately, he felt uncomfortable.

"Why don't you call me Ah Bao, just call him by his nickname."

"Tsk, Fu Zhixi, how old are you to still eat this kind of vinegar? If you think it doesn't matter if an eight-foot man is called Bao'er or something, I can continue to call you Brother Bao like I did when I was a child. ”

"Cut!" Fu Qing snorted with a face, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

How long has it been since she has been so happy with Fu Qing?

It seems that since entering the palace, her innocence and happiness have been consumed by reality little by little. She had even forgotten for a while how to laugh.

In the end, only in front of Fu Qing and Xu Pei can she completely relax and enjoy her heart. Because she knew that these two people would never harm her.

Thinking of the recent situation he saw in Fang Cai's diary, Wang Xiaoxiao said, "Have you made up your mind to take the martial arts exam?" ”

Unexpectedly, she suddenly talked about serious things, Fu Qing said with a straight face: "Exactly." A good man should make meritorious contributions, wouldn't it be a pity if my martial arts were not sold to the emperor's family? ”

Wang Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "You have had great ambitions since you were a child, we all know it." It's a pity that Ah Ruan has no intention of fame, otherwise your brother is one scholar and one martial artist, wouldn't it be wonderful that he is the prime minister and you are the general? ”

Fu Qing laughed: "You are so confident in me? Do you think I can be a general? ”

Wang Xiaoxiao looked at him seriously: "I know that you will succeed." In the future, you will be the first among the generals. ”

Her serious expression made Fu Qing's heart seem to be entangled with thin silk threads, and it was the first time she had been touched like this.

Fu Qington was proud, but more of a tender heart, he half-truthfully joked: "If I am a general, you will be the general's wife, okay?" (To be continued.) )