Wangsheng put the chopsticks on the bed, didn't look up at him, his face was really angry, she didn't understand what he was here for!

"I'm very clever, and tonight it's a clown." Before he left, he replied and smiled at her, this smile was like a flash of light in the chaos of the sea and sky, the blooming blood-red demon lotus, and the double dragon jade pendant on her waist were reflected in her eyes, so that she could only be stunned, looking at the purple flying clothes in a daze, and looking at his handsome back.

It wasn't until he completely left and disappeared after the end that she bit her lip, took the chopsticks and used two mouthfuls of food, only to feel irritable in her heart, threw down the chopsticks, went back to the house, looked at a dead old tree that had already withered in front of the window, and was stunned for a long time.

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At lunchtime, Forsythia Concubine Cheng Yue'er came to visit, and set foot in her very small cold palace, with a gorgeous shirt in green clothes, which was a little dazzling in the eyes of Wangsheng.

"Sister, my sister is so bored in the Forsythia Palace, so I want to come to my sister's play, I wonder if Lu Dao can disturb my sister?" Cheng Yue'er's pink cheeks smiled red, and when she saw her forgetfulness, she pulled her hand and swayed back and forth, showing her girlish posture.

"My sister is willing to come, it's too late for me to be happy, how can I dislike it?" Wangsheng told Li'er to prepare tea, and the two entered the house and sat down, "I don't want others to come here on weekdays, and I don't have anything good to entertain, so don't dislike my sister." ”

"Where is my sister, my sister I was born and didn't like to be bound by etiquette, I liked to play with my father in the barracks when I was a child, and the Queen Mother always scolded me for not having a certain number of etiquette, and I was afraid that I would suddenly come and annoy you!"

Forget to smile calmly, shook his head, took out a box of melon seeds sent by Cheng Yue'er, opened it, and it was still fragrant, "I also want to thank my sister for giving me pastries, I don't have anything here, you just see what you want to eat, just take it." ”

Cheng Yue'er clapped her hands, and her eyes looked at the golden brocade box on the bedside table, "That, can you show me that?" ”

Li'er hurriedly took it and placed it between the two, Cheng Yue'er opened it with a look of anticipation, and let out a sigh of admiration. It was the first time I saw this thing, so I also poked my head out, and it was two delicate little lions, made of glutinous rice pastries, flexible and lifelike.

"Sister, this is so beautiful, so beautiful that people are reluctant to eat it, I want this, I want this——!"

She exclaimed excitedly like a child, admiring the exquisiteness of the craft in her heart, but she only nodded with a smile on her face, closed the lid, and pushed it in front of her, "Look at your pleasure, if you like it, take it, and give it to you." ”

Cheng Yue'er looked at her with bright eyes, "They are all sisters, you are ugly, but Yue'er looks very beautiful, sister don't pay attention to other people's crazy words!" What kind of eyes does our emperor have, they are jealous of their sister. ”

Forget her life and smile lightly, chatting with Cheng Yue'er for a while, leaving her for lunch, she said that she was full, and then jumped away with the small gold box, with a happy look on her face.

"Niangniang, this forsythia lady is not a bad person, she has been praising you from beginning to end, talking about your benefits, and holding grievances for you."

Li'er cleaned up the leftover tea on the table, said casually, and had already leaned on the bed, and sighed slightly, "Li'er, she doesn't have a deep relationship with me, and she doesn't know me very well, so it's a little inappropriate to tell me so many kind words." ”

Li'er turned her face, her immature face was full of confusion, "Niangniang, are there any bad things to say good things?" ”

Wangsheng opened his eyes and looked at the mist that was rising frequently from the incense, "There are many different ways to do the same thing, but we can't speculate." ”