What would Dongfang Che do to her loved ones? Will there be a full house or something? Or is it Ling Chi's execution? She knew that Dongfang Che would definitely be able to do it. Let alone...... What's more, he was a little reluctant to leave Dongfang Che...... Well, this is actually not the main reason, after all, she is a good girl with a sense of responsibility, how can she cheat her own father for her own selfish interests?

It's immoral.

"I'm not leaving." Zhan Meixiang raised her eyes to look at Yu Xian, and lowered her eyes again, "I'm sorry, I can't go with you." ”

"Weishenme can't come with me?"

"Because ......," Zhan Meixiang bit her lip and looked into the distance, "because I can't let go of everything here." ”

Because I can't let go of everything here......

Yu Xian wanted to say something, but the words in his heart were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit out a word. He thought he knew Zhan Meixiang very well, but now he found that he couldn't see through her at all.

She is like a mist in the forest, which is close in front of her eyes but far away in the sky.

Yuxian didn't speak, just sat quietly.

The peony flowers outside the window are about to bloom.

At the same time, the Yaqing Palace. This is where Concubine Sun Guifei lives, the name of the dormitory is rarely chic, and the things in the house are also among the best, all of which indicate her status.

However, this is not enough.

After dinner, Sun Guifei stretched snow-white silk silk and embroidered a double-sided embroidery on a mahogany frame. She embroidered stitches and threads, without hurry or impatience, and hid thousands of threads in the embroidery without a trace.

The embroidered peony is a beautiful picture, in this peony blooming season, it is a good time to embroider. Hundreds of reds, pinks, and greens gradually become charming eyes, and after looking at them for a long time, their heads are slightly dizzy.

"Mother." Hong'er carefully handed over the iced lotus drink, and glanced at the embroidery, "Niangniang's craftsmanship is really unparalleled, the slave maid took a look at it and thought it was real, exactly the same as the peony in the imperial garden." ”

Sun Guifei rubbed the back of her sour neck and pushed away the lotus drink handed by Hong'er, "You have a sweet mouth and can speak, and you know how to make me happy." ”

"Hong'er isn't making the mother happy." Hong'er smiled: "Niangniang is already embroidered very well, but the slave maid just told the truth, how did she become a coaxing mother?" ”

"Sure enough, your mouth is sweet, and others can't compare to it at all." Sun Guifei glanced at Hong'er beside her, and then returned her gaze to embroidery.

Hong'er sensibly walked behind Sun Guifei and helped Sun Guifei knead the back of her neck, "Niangniang is not tired of embroidering, it's better to rest more." Seeing a beauty like Niangniang so tired, the slave and maid feel distressed when they look at it. ”

Hearing the maid's words, Sun Guifei slowly smiled and patted the maid's hand with her hand, "Do you think my embroidery can please the emperor?" ”

"Absolutely." The maid is very well-behaved, "The slave maid looks at the half embroidery of the mother and feels that it is comparable to the divine picture, not to mention that our mother is so flower-like, the emperor's favor is a matter of time." That Zhan Meixiang can't last a few days. ”

"You're just a good mouth." Sun Guifei was in a good mood by Hong'er's words, "Go and pick out your favorite jewelry in my jewelry box." This bowl of lotus drink is also rewarded to you. ”

"Xie Niangniang." Hong'er was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly thanked her, and said: "Niangniang is so good to the slave maid, the slave must serve the mother and the mother." ”

Sun Guifei smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

The life of a slave is indeed low, and a little gold and silver will become like this.