Nan Qinghua slowly stretched out two slender fingers on the corners of his mouth, gently rubbed the corners of his mouth, and looked ahead with a somewhat hollow look.

Jing Ying'er looked up and probed Nan Qinghua, her jet-black eyes looked crystal clear against the moonlight, and her slender eyelashes bent slightly, like the immortal of Penglai Island's fairy wind bones.

Jing Ying'er couldn't resist the temptation in front of her, she looked at Nan Qinghua stupidly, with a girlish smile on her face, she imagined that one day she could stand beside this man in a phoenix robe, and share the superiority of standing at the top.

Jing Yinger took steps and slowly approached Nan Qinghua, and the longing in her heart was overflowing.

Nan Qinghua put down the hand hanging on his lips, turned his head slightly, and saw that Jing Ying'er was slowly approaching him, inadvertently throwing beams of white light.

Nan Qinghua lightly raised the tip of the sword in his hand, blocked it forward, and stared at Jing Ying'er solemnly.

"Miss Ying'er, it's not too early, let's go back and rest quickly, you can't run around at will in this palace, if you let the guards see it, you will definitely be arrested as an assassin."

Jing Ying'er couldn't help but be stimulated by this cold light, she quickly came back to her senses, looked at Nan Qinghua's vigilant gaze, and immediately stopped.

"Thank you for the reminder of the eldest prince, Ying'er will not let the eldest prince be misunderstood, Ying'er will pack up and go back to the palace, and the eldest prince will rest early."

Jing Ying'er lowered her head, secretly looked at Nan Qinghua from the corner of her eyes, and her face flushed.

Nan Qinghua nodded lightly, the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

Jing Ying'er's head flashed in inspiration, and she pouted, "If the eldest prince wants to find Ying'er, he can go to ......."

Before Jing Ying'er finished speaking, she was interrupted by the impatient words of the person in front of her, Nan Qinghua still looked at Jing Ying'er coldly, and her body was still vigilant.

"Miss Ying'er, remember not to tell anyone about today's events, especially your young lady, when I have free time, I will visit your young lady, and your benefits will be indispensable."

After saying that, he kicked up his legs and jumped up, and Shao Tian disappeared in front of Jing Ying'er's eyes.

Jing Ying'er hadn't come back to her senses, she just watched Nan Qinghua's vigorous steps suddenly disappear on the tiled roof, she half-stretched out her hand, and the words in her mouth were forcibly swallowed back.

Jing Ying'er looked at the empty building, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tremble a little, she no longer suppressed the anger in her heart, and her eyebrows were dyed with a little anger.

In Nan Qinghua's heart, she Jing Yinger is not as good as Fu Ruolan after all, and she can only say this to Nan Qinghua by taking advantage of Fu Ruolan's blessing.

Jing Ying'er bit her lip, jealousy made her anger even stronger, and her eyes couldn't help revealing a little viciousness.

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Fu Ruolan returned to her pharmacy after settling Concubine Xi, and what happened tonight made her a little exhausted. She dragged her tired body and mind to the small room.

The pharmacy was pitch black everywhere, and there were bursts of strong smell of Chinese medicine from time to time, and only one small room was still lit from a distance.

Fu Ruolan gently opened the door, and looked at Jingyun lying quietly on the wooden table, maybe only such a cute person would wait for her to come back as always.

Fu Ruolan sat down on the wooden chair, twisted her neck, stretched her waist gently, she picked up the teacup on the side, poured some water, and drank it in one gulp.

At tonight's banquet, Fu Ruolan didn't drink any good wine or eat good food, but she was like a frontier soldier who was ready to go to war at any time, showing her outstanding medical skills.

She looked at Jingyun's sleeping appearance, she couldn't help but be a little cute, Jingyun opened her mouth, and shouted from time to time: "Osmanthus cake, hehe, it's really delicious, take another bite." ”

Fu Ruolan wiped the hala on the table, the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently touch Jingyun's head.

Jingyun may have felt something itchy, she raised her head in confusion, turned to the other side and lay down, and fell asleep.

Fu Ruolan looked at Jingyun's irregular sleeping posture, she couldn't help but shake her head, she slowly stood up, tiptoed to the side of the screen, picked up the clothes hanging on the screen pole, and returned to Jingyun's side, and gently covered it.

Fu Ruolan sighed lightly, sat on the wooden chair and stared blankly at the green willow trees outside the window.

She recalled that when she was a child, she often liked to run to the willow tree in front of the ancestral hall to play, and she was always caught by Fu Ruoyun and informed the eldest lady, and her mother was ridiculed and bullied a lot because of this.

I was also punished by my mother for this, and now I think about it, it was just my mother for herself to avoid the beating of the eldest lady.

But afterwards, my mother never blamed herself, and often stroked her head, wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, gave me a few sweet honey stacks, and said gently: "Hit the wicker in spring, and Lan'er will grow taller." That's when I smiled.

Thinking of this, Fu Ruolan couldn't help but shed tears, she had never been in trouble, and now her mother has been dead for many years, and even the marriage she proposed to her before she died was messed up by herself.

In her previous life, she couldn't stand the temptation of Nan Qinghua, and she went against the Fu family without hesitation, but in the end, she only got the betrayal of the negative man.

In this life, she misses Nan Yuchen in her heart, but after all, she is still unsatisfactory, and the person standing next to Nan Yuchen is no longer her.

Fu Ruolan raised her hand, took out a blue handkerchief from her sleeve, and gently wiped away her tears.

She couldn't help laughing at the sentimentality of her now woman, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

She calmed down her excitement and remembered what had happened in the main hall.

Xia Jingxian's fainting was not accidental, she had seen Xia Jingxian's arteries and knew that she was just pretending to be dizzy, and if she truthfully told the emperor, she would definitely be sneered at by Wu Guifei, and the hard-won honor might be another matter.

Fu Ruolan sneered, Xia Jingxian really still fought against her everywhere, now that Xia Jingxian has become the princess, she is still afraid, it seems that she has to be careful in the palace, and she can't let Xia Jingxian take advantage of it.

The night was getting darker and darker, but Fu Ruolan didn't feel sleepy at all, and there was a little worry between her eyebrows.

She looked at the teacup on the wooden table, and her mind kept flashing the appearance of Nan Yuchen picking up Xia Jingxian in the main hall, and Nan Yuchen's eyes were still indifferent when she looked at her.

"Hand of the Son! Grow old with your son! Fu Ruolan chewed the words and said, and she couldn't help but feel a little cold in her heart.

Zhuxi's death made Fu Ruolan never be able to forgive Nan Yuchen, she hated Nan Yuchen for refusing to give even the slightest tenderness, hated herself for not being able to protect the people around her, and hated her own nest......