The winter of the second year of Yongjia came early, and the cold wind whistling outside could not stop the seven girls from rejoicing and being quite happy.

The man was already able to try to get up, holding on to the wall and moving slightly. He still walked in a stiff position, and needed to be cared for, like the patients she had seen in her previous life. But that's a good sign, isn't it? Everything is difficult at the beginning, this first step is taken, and there can always be a second and third step in the future.

The moment he straightened up and left the chair, her tears suddenly came out. How many **** nights, she hopes that he can get better, he is such an outstanding person, she always feels that he is still as heroic as the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet, and he is worthy of him.

At that time, she couldn't help it, in front of Chunying and Zhongqing, not only did she drop the golden beans, but seeing that he was standing firmly against the wall, she stepped forward and wrapped her waist around him from her side, buried her head, tears fell on his clothes drop by drop, and hugged him, very tight.

Half of his body was leaning against the wall, Zhongqing was anxious, afraid that Shizi had just been able to get up, and his newly grown leg bones were weak and not easy to support. wanted to step forward, persuaded the princess who was crying with joy to let go of the princess first, and helped someone to sit down and rest, but he was swept by his eyes and stopped Zhongqing from disturbing.

He leaned one hand against the wall and stroked the top of her hair with the other. The phoenix eyes that are slightly enveloped are full of soft colors. She dragged his brocade robe like this, covered her face, had no appearance, and whimpered and cried. Hot tears seemed to flow into the bottom of his heart, soaking his heart warm and swollen.

"Hugh weeping." He only said that he really fell for her Gu. Her small, boneless hand, which couldn't even hold the porcelain bowl of soup, could hold his heart tightly.

Her smile, her sadness, a look that flowed inadvertently, could easily move him.

After that day, she seemed to be greatly encouraged, and she took care of him even more dedicatedly. After a momentary gaffe, she regained her senses, and was more worried than he was that he would try to walk rashly regardless of his body. So she kept an eye on him, and for the first few days, her eyes roamed around him almost all the time, for fear that he would be able to do so and hurt his newly healed bones.

This morning, she went to say hello alone, and was stopped by her mother as usual. She didn't care, and went home with a smile. Because he was able to get up and walk a few steps with difficulty all of a sudden, there were changes inside and outside the Guogong Mansion after all.

He has already returned to the court, and above the court, he ranks second in the civil office. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty all bowed their heads and served, and he was the only one who had the king's grace and could sit and listen to the government.

After nearly a year of forming gangs and factions, the leftist prime minister has become a general trend and can be said to have monopolized power. The Zhu family is in Gyeonggi, and the momentum is like the sky, and no one can match it.

His comeback at this time, although it attracted everyone's attention, only aroused a little turmoil. Most people sighed that he missed the great opportunity to assist the new monarch due to his injuries, and it was difficult to compete with Zuo.

Unlike the outside, within the Gu clan, his prestige has risen instead of falling, and he has a faint momentum that overwhelms the contemporary Zhao Guogong. After all, although the dukedom of the country is prominent, there is no real power in the court, and it is just a false name. Zhao Guoxuan retired due to illness, and all the chips of the Gu family could only be bet on him.

His own wisdom is already unpredictable, and with the assistance of Gongsun, he has cronies under his account, and for a long time, he has formed an inexplicable admiration for him. If he is a diner, he will not be dead set on him and blindly obey him.

On that day, when he learned that Shizi's leg was badly injured and that nearly 100 staff members were raised in the "Qingjietang", they actually entrusted Gongsun to jointly send her a letter of gratitude and prayer.

With such a solemn thanks, the seven girls only felt that a few pages of thin paper weighed more than a thousand catties. She was a little flattered. After that, the seventh girl thought about it carefully, and it turned out that it was not how she was good, but that the person was covered in flesh and skin, which was too expensive.

As the guests of the house praised the virtuous concubine of the princess, the East Garden, I don't know if it was because of the people's hearts, or because the Duchess of the Kingdom saw that she was doing her best to serve the prince, one evening, she actually sent a single mother to come, only saying that the lady explained, and the prince finished handling political affairs every day, please go to the upper room for dinner.

Naturally, he went to the upper room, and she pushed him over and followed. This can be regarded as the Duchess of the Kingdom giving her steps in disguise. Although he treated her as cold as ever on the table, and only with the prince of the world was he allowed to enter the house. After all, this is also a change for the better, the seventh girl did not feel wronged, and on the way back, she jumped to him to express her merits. only got an unfathomable and knowing smile in the man's eyes.

Since he is willing to "get up" at this time, he must have his considerations. In the court, the time is ripe, and it is not appropriate to delay it for too long. In the eyes of the Duchess of the Kingdom, her family background is really insignificant, and he found another way to create a reputation for her that "the princess was born with good fortune".

She had just passed the door, and within a few months he was able to grope his way up, and this is the strongest proof of this.

Taking care of both of them, he has no last resort. She didn't know anything about it, and she was still crying and laughing in front of him. Several times of true feelings were revealed, all of them were taken into his eyes, and she was naturally unusual.

Today he returned early and came back before noon for dinner. She was painting plum in the window of the house, and when she heard the movement, she hurriedly put down her pen and went out, smiling and patting the frost and snow on his cloak for him.

"Hold your hands warm, and warm your knees." She took the small hand stove that Chunying handed her to simmer, and forced herself into his hand as usual. This small glazed hand stove was given to her by him. He sent several in one go, so she made one of the most delicate tricks and gave him the cold in the house.

He still sits in a pushchair most of the time. Glancing at the things of his daughter's house in the palm of his hand, he couldn't cry or laugh. There was disgust in his eyes, but he was silent and held it steadily.

"Interested in painting today?" He glanced at the spread paper and looked closely.

He is a truly erudite man, who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She was taught by him, and she only learned an empty shell, but she did not learn the charm of his paintings.

She felt that it was ugly, and the graffiti work was not for him to taste. He hurriedly covered it with white paper, and instead invited him to look at the plum branches outside the window.

"It snowed early in the morning, and this was the first snow of the winter, much earlier than usual. The plum blossoms in the courtyard have been washed in this way, and the fragrance is even stronger. As he spoke, he sniffed, sniffed back, and looked back at him with a smile.

"If the snow stops in the afternoon, the lower official invites you to go out and cut the flowers and branches and plant the bottle. Only you have to stay under the corridor, the snow in the ground is slippery, and the errand of cutting flowers and branches is not hard for you, and the lower official will bring Chunying. If you are impatient to watch from afar, you can be supported by Zhongqing and pacing back and forth under the eaves for two steps, rejuvenating your qi and blood. ”

How dare she call him that before? Now it's different, she puts on the posture of a princess and points fingers at him. arranged for him to live and rest, and she was not ambiguous at all.

He looked at her with burning eyes, and was especially satisfied with her style of being the master of the house.

Some people are so not afraid of his majesty, and they restrain him with their words, and the right minister thinks that this taste is quite enjoyable.

He sat with her, his palm caressing her green silk loosely held up with a silk ribbon, and his eyes fell on her little face, which was red from the brazier. In the past few days, I have always heard her muttering in his ear, how to hurt his leg, and there can be no sloppiness.

For some reason, he suddenly asked. Lifting her chin, he met her puzzled gaze and asked solemnly, "What if this leg can't get better in the rest of my life?" Will Ah Ying be discouraged? ”

She was stunned, completely ignoring the complicated thoughts in his heart, and only honestly snorted his mouth, squinting at him with a faint grudge. "There is no discouragement, there are always regrets. But we don't dislike you. She had a smile on her face, climbed up his handsome face with her irregular hands, and smiled comforting him, "My lord, your push chair also has the benefits of a push chair." Others coveted your beauty, and the lower officials were not happy, so they turned around and pushed you back, hid you in the house, and watched you alone. ”

She laughed and laughed, and laughed first. It's as if she really has the ability to "hide the golden house".

His expression froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Leaned over and clasped the back of her head, blocking her unashamed little mouth. "Where did you learn it, so shameless."

She nestled in his arms, kissing him lingeringly. With his eyes closed, he kept a cheerful smile on his lips.

The world knows that she was his student. My lord, you say, where did you learn from Xiaguan's cheekiness?

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Late arrival.