"The Qi family army wants to rebel."

In the Star Picking Palace, Wuguo listened to Song Lian's words, and the tea in his hand almost fell.

For a long time, she smiled: "The third sister-in-law is not joking. ”

Song Lian, who was sitting opposite, saw that Wuguo didn't believe it, so she hurriedly stepped forward and held her hand, her eyes full of solemnity: "Princess, you have to believe me, I heard what they said with my own ears in the prince's mansion that day." ”

Wuguo frowned and looked at the woman in front of him who was clasping his wrist, and under the nervous gaze of the other party, he couldn't help but be shocked.

In recent years, the Qi family has become bigger in the north, and even if they return to Beijing, they will compete with the ancient Prime Minister's Mansion.

It's not that she didn't think that the Qi family would rebel one day, but she didn't expect it to be so soon, she exhaled and patted Song Lian's hand: "Third sister-in-law, don't panic, it's impossible for the Qi family army to rebel." ”

Saying this, her eyes fell on her stomach, and she muttered for a long time before saying, "The third sister-in-law ran out by herself?" ”

Hearing this, Song Lian subconsciously let go of her eyes and dodged, biting her lower lip and tangling for a long time before saying, "Can the princess take Song Lian in for a few days." ”

“…… Good. ”

She raised her head to look at the plump and clear appearance outside the hall, and her heart couldn't help but feel dull.

She knew that this Ying Nan was going to be chaotic.

After settling down with the people around him, he took his skirt and went to the proton station.

In the proton institute, the eldest uncle sat alone, holding a pen in his hand to draw the appearance of the courtyard, looking up and seeing her, the tip of the pen paused, and continued to spread out.

She sniffed, sorted out her expression and walked to the eldest uncle, with a smile on her face, and shouted crisply: "Uncle Changbo." ”

The painter looked up at her, his face gentle, as if waiting for her to speak.

Wuguo was in a trance, as if he had returned to the time when the two of them went to school.

At that time, she was arrogant and arrogant, and no one looked down on her.

Someone secretly gave the eldest uncle a sachet, and she was like this that day and rolling around at his table.

The slight purses of the lips declared dissatisfaction, and the bell rang above his head, so coquettish.

The eldest uncle put down the brush in his hand like that, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyebrows were gentle, and the corners of his lips shouted a vague smile, waiting for her to speak.

It's just that the little girl at that time didn't know the height of the sky, and she looked at it like that, and she lost her mind.

The person in front of her shook his head, and his finger tapped the inkstone with green ink, which instantly dyed her nose blue and black.

She suddenly looked up, feeling a little warmth from the tip of the pen, and both of them were stunned.

The memories coincided, and the eldest uncle could withdraw his hand, and his eyebrows and eyes instantly retracted such a cold appearance.

Wuguo has always known that although her little proton looks indifferent and cold, she is gentle to the people he cares about.

Once upon a time, she used to be so gentle.

I don't want to be now, coldness is really coldness, ridicule is real ridicule, only gentleness, fake gentleness.

She threw herself into the arms of the person in front of her at once, and she didn't think about anything at once.

What his resentment, his hatred, he didn't care about anything, indulged in her cold arms, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by a purse on his waist.

Changbo has always disliked these, with a calm and crisp taste, although no spices are used, it smells good.

It's just that on this day, a faint sandalwood fragrance on his body came from his waist and instantly covered her nose.

She remembered that day, when Si Yuge came over, she didn't know that she had brought a holy decree and a sachet.

She looked up at him, and suddenly collided with his starry eyes.

With a "bang", Wuguo instantly felt like it exploded, and it took a long time to react, and he withdrew from his arms embarrassedly, knowing that the sandalwood on the tip of his nose could no longer be smelled.

She pulled up the hair around her ears and ran her eyes around, but suddenly bumped into the sachet, and her eyes stopped instantly.

Biting her lower lip for a long time, she said, "The sachet on the waist of the eldest uncle was sent by Beixue?" ”

The eldest uncle was stunned for a moment, and then followed Wuguo's line of sight to notice an object on his waist, and his eyebrows instantly softened: "Beixue sent it to the general alone." ”

"Female?"

"The north snow falls on the family and daughter of Shangshu, and the son falls on the evening."

Wuguo's fingertips paused slightly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

When the proton was still alive, she had heard how the eldest daughter of the Luo family was skillful and polite, and how many times the eldest uncle and brothers were in danger.

She didn't care about it all these years, she just thought that she had been with him for many years, and she had already done more to protect him and help him than that person.

Now that I think about it, it's nothing more than self-deception.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes fell to the ground, the winter cold was coming, and some small insects were long gone, she just looked at it.

The eldest uncle ignored it, and continued to paint with a pen, and it was a scene between the ink and ink paving.

In the end, when he finished painting, Wuguo didn't say a word.

Just sit in that position, and look from the ground to his cloud brocade, and then to his waist, and finally freeze on the sachet.

When the eldest uncle was packing up his things, she suddenly said.

"Your Royal Highness, Wuguo likes the house on your waist very much, can you give it to me?"

The eldest uncle raised his head and looked at her, his eyes full of incredulity, and finally seemed to understand something, and he chuckled.

With a flick of her sleeve, the sachet fell and threw it into her hand.

He said coldly: "But how old Your Highness is, this idea of winning people's favor really can't change." ”

With coldness in his eyes, he looked at her like that, and the mockery in his eyes was like a beam of ice that wanted to freeze her.

She shrunk her neck, lowered her eyebrows, and didn't speak for a long time.

Chang Bo flicked his sleeves, regardless of the painting in front of him, got up and was about to leave, but before he could take two steps, he was hurriedly stopped by Wuguo.

He turned to look at her, waiting impatiently for her words.

Wuguo hesitated for a long time before saying, "What you promised me is still a good word." ”

"Nature." Although the eldest uncle hesitated, he finally agreed.

In an instant, Wuguo smiled.

The prosperity is all over, and the eldest uncle has found that the person in front of him is so stunning for the first time.

Just one smile, just like the wind of three springs, blowing the ground is full of spring.

He frowned, he always felt that something was changing, like an undercurrent, quietly growing in an invisible place.

He pursed his lips and tapped his fingers on his sleeves, when Jiang E came, he didn't think of using that witch to stir up the government so that he could give Beixue's brother some help.

It's just that he didn't think that his brother was faster than him, and he stopped talking in an instant, he knew that everything would end.

It's just that now looking at the woman in front of me like this, an inexplicable feeling actually rises from the bottom of my heart, making me feel uneasy, and a little panic.