43. Fall of the Foot

Su Wangsheng shook it off, pretending to be calm, and saw that everyone's eyes had turned in the direction of the two, staring at him deadly, as if waiting for something to happen.

"What's the matter with my brother?" She smiled with her eyelids, didn't care, let him pull, "Brother forgot, now it's not the same family, and my sister is not a child, why is she still holding hands everywhere like when she was a child?" ”

"Ah Sheng's step shake", he grabbed her hand and picked up an emerald step shake from the ground, "The step shake fell." ”

Forget to take it in his hand, "Xie Lu Xie...... White jade. ”

She said white jade, and he smiled even more softly, and she even saw his own reflection in his eyes.

"Since Furong Niangniang is sick, the minister will come back another day", he nodded to the palace maid and said to Yaxu, "Wait for the minister to say hello to Furong Niangniang, pay attention to your body, you are tired." ”

The palace maid looked up at his face, was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, and she was busy kowtowing and saying yes.

Forget Sheng had turned around and left, and after a while, there was a sound of rushing behind her, and she turned her head dissatisfied, "Are you so idle as a painter?" What are you doing with me? ”

"Ah Sheng's hands, it's so cold", he was worried, "As soon as autumn passes, your body is afraid of cold, and it is even worse in winter, you always have to take some pills to replenish qi, I will send it to you tomorrow when I ask someone to repair books at home." ”

She shook her head, "No. ”

"Ah Sheng." In front of the cold palace, he was calling her, but she didn't stop walking.

"It doesn't matter if you are his concubine or his person, but you can never change, you are my Su Baiyu's Ah Sheng!"

His voice was as resolute as a chisel on the ground, and she turned away with a great stride, leaving only a tall, firm back.

She hung her face, her hands on the cold palace wall, staring at the cyan stone bricks for a long time, this wall, so high, so strong, like a gap between you and me that cannot be crossed, more and more, farther and farther away.

Even if there is no high wall and identity isolation, you Su Baiyu are still my brother!

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She pushed open the door of the cold palace room, and she heard the sound of giggling and talking, and if she carefully distinguished, it was Cheng Yue'er's voice.

Forget your life and walk in, and see several palace maids standing in the courtyard, and when they saw her arrival, they all bowed their heads and saluted, "Knock to see Niangniang." ”

She nodded, walked into the house, and saw Cheng Yue'er and Li'er chatting happily, Li'er's immature face was shining red, and Cheng Yue'er's mouth was always telling some jokes and anecdotes encountered in the army when she was a child.

"My sister is back!" Cheng Yue'er forgot her life when she saw it, so she quickly stood up and pulled her hand in front of her, "I just came back from the Queen Mother, and I was a little bored in the palace, so I came to chat with my sister." ”

"Let my sister wait for a long time", Wangsheng sat on the chair, and Li'er came over and poured a cup of tea, "The Queen Mother ordered me and Painter Liang to visit Concubine Furong, so I came back late, and my sister forgive me." ”

"Sister will call me Yue'er in the future", Cheng Yue'er's crimson cheeks are full of vitality and delicate temperament, "Yue'er likes to be lively by nature, and she doesn't have any good sisters in this palace, Sister Shuiju is sick, and she is indifferent by nature, I don't dare to provoke, Concubine Furong I went to see twice and was blocked back, Concubine Gardenia is a foreign princess and came from a kiss, she is very proud, she disdains me, it looks like it, only sister, you are good to talk, don't dislike me!" ”

Wangsheng took a sip of tea, "Everyone is afraid of me, aren't you afraid that I will poison you?" ”

"Speaking of my sister's kung fu to make poison, Yue'er really admires it very much, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and it takes at least half an hour to fight the three great sweats, but my sister's kung fu of sprinkling a handful of flour can solve it all, if this goes to the battlefield, will we still be afraid of the provocation of the Qing Wei Kingdom and the Wei Ester Kingdom?"

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