"Why did Painter Liang come to me?" She swept it indifferently and poured tea and drank it slowly.

"The emperor ordered Weichen to wait here."

Su Baiyu said slowly, Wangsheng's hand was unsteady for a while, the cup slipped onto the table, hot water splashed on her fingertips, and in a flash, Bai Yu had already held her hand, put it to her lips and blew it, the cool breeze caressed her fingertips, and the traces of heat gradually disappeared.

"Ah Sheng, are you hurt? Is it still hot? ”

She retracted her hand and turned her face away stiffly, "Painter Liang, please respect yourself." ”

Bai Yu stood up straight and stood behind her, her face full of connivance, and she said softly, "Okay." ”

Forget to clench your fingertips, don't dare to look back, for what, after suffering from your own rejection again and again, seeing yourself and Xi Lian Night's scene, but also to treat yourself so tenderly, your connivance with me will only make me sink more, sinking in your spoiled eyes.

"Ah Sheng, are you burning on your fingers? When I leave, I will tell Li'er to go to the hospital to get some medicine to prepare, you are not careful, you will inevitably bump. ”

"Don't worry about it!" She turned her face back, and her tone was rarely so tough, "Look at my room full of things, what the emperor will give me, you have to worry about it." ”

When night fell, the wind whistled outside the window, and the candle flame in the house snatched at the door recklessly, and the sound of the fire, the wind, and her words were mixed together, and smashed on the far-sighted man who was like a fairy and dustless.

Su Baiyu was silent for a long time, and in the end, she just smiled, as light as glass.

She didn't dare look at the smile, it was stronger than the summer sun, and it could burn her with a single touch.

"Good", he smiled, conniving and affectionate, "Ah Sheng wants me to care, I don't care." ”

After that, Wu laughed to himself, and his smile was more beautiful than that of Fleur.

The heart of the forgotten life was drilled, and it hurt so much.

"The emperor drove to ——!"

Ye Gonggong's high-pitched and loud voice pierced the silence, Su Wangsheng suddenly woke up, got up, and saw Xi Lianye leaning against the door with a mocking face, his hands clasped around his chest, and a teasing sounded in the ears of Su Baiyu and Su Wangsheng, "I thought I could see a good show, but it's a pity, it's a pity ......."

The white jade bowed, respectful and expressionless.

Wangsheng got up to greet her, was pulled in his arms by Xi Lian Ye all night, hugged her shoulders, pressed her down on the door frame, and kissed her domineeringly.

She didn't refuse, she didn't resist, her hands grasped the door frame, but her eyes quietly drifted to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu always hooked his head, didn't say a word, quietly, and finally raised his head and saw him in his arms, kissed by him, but looking at himself.

The heart is hateful and warm, and in the end, he just smiles at forgetting his life, which is warm.

Then he saw it and wept for himself.

……

……

Xi Lian kissed Su Wusheng in his arms overnight, and felt a wet and cool stream on the faces of the two, staining his eyelashes, he let go of her, stared at her, and raised his eyebrows coldly and asked, "What's wrong with Concubine Ai?" ”

When he opened his eyes, he felt the coldness, and he cried when he didn't know what he was doing.

She wiped her tears with her fingertips, leaned on Xi Lianye's arms, and said lightly: "The cool breeze hits the eyes, the wind and sand enter the eyes, and it hurts a little." ”

Xi threw down her hand overnight, sat down on a wide chair, and faced her with the eyes of the king, like a god's face, and ordered, "Come here!" ”

She walked over, and he stretched out his arms, and with that pull, she sat on his lap, and his big hand was also on her waist.