In the imperial study, the night pours out, and the exquisite wall lamps shine with clusters of lights. Next to the wide desk, a bright yellow figure leaned over to look at the folds, and at this moment he looked like an old man dying in the twilight, with a trace of tiredness on his face.

Kitahara Tetsu's majestic voice was a little hoarse: "Who is the man who died?" ”

"That servant is Concubine Zhen's maid, called Xiaowan." Du Gonggong replied.

Kitahara Tetsu's eyes showed a little blurred color, not as sharp as during the day. He remembered that beside Concubine Zhen, there was indeed a girl named Xiaowan, who was very heartfelt. Unexpectedly, after so many years, she still remembered to avenge Concubine Zhen, which can be regarded as loyal.

His trance-lost eyes refocused his essence, took the tea from Du's father-in-law's hand, and said, "What do you think?" ”

Du's face was full of smiles, folds all over his face, his cloudy eyes with a little smile, and he bent his body and said, "Is the emperor asking about tea?" Some people have ulterior motives, and some people see tricks. ”

A little smile slowly appeared on Tetsu Kitahara's face, this cunning old guy!

Beizhiyao returned to Zhengyang Residence, a candle flame flickered, and a white figure shrank on the soft collapse. Just now he took a detour to Jinyuan, but he didn't see her. It turned out that she returned to Zhengyangju early. The sound of even and shallow breathing indicated that she slept very soundly.

Her fine and dense eyelashes are like countless soft silks, covering her clear and agile eyes, showing a soft expression on her cold face on weekdays, and her reddish lips are slightly open, like a budding bud.

Bei Zhiyao's heart moved slightly, and he bent over to carry her to the bed. Her exposed neck has a delicate texture, and there are almost no lines. He turned sideways, his slightly cool lips rubbing against her neck, like a butterfly gently sucking on nectar, absorbing her sweetness, and slowly gnawing on shallow traces. The person in his arms seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, and his weak and boneless little hand pushed him, but he still couldn't resist the sleepiness, turned over, and continued his sweet dream.

Yu Tianqing slowly opened her eyes, and she slept very well this night. There was a brown sand tent in sight, she seemed to have been struck by lightning, and sat up with a "whoosh", didn't she sleep on the soft couch yesterday? When I looked down and saw that my clothes were intact, and my body did not feel soreness and discomfort, I was secretly relieved.

She opened the bed net, and the morning sun shone into the bed. Tong Long outside the door heard the movement, and came in with a copper basin in her hand, as soon as she saw Yu Tianqing, her eyes revealed a complicated look, as if she was happy and relieved, staring at her neck tightly.

Yu Tianqing picked up the mirror suspiciously, only to see the slender neck, shallow lip prints, and tooth marks, dense and different shades. She was furious, like a furry beast, with two burning flames in her eyes!

Tong Long saw that her face was not good, and he didn't dare to make fun of her anymore, so he dressed her up.

"Go find a dress with a high collar."

These words made Tong Long difficult, Xiao Zhuxuan's clothes were all burned, this batch of new clothes were all tulle and light silk, the weather was getting hotter, where to find clothes with high collars.

"Bring a long hat." Tong Long suggested.

Hoods? She's always disliked that thing, blocking her view. Yu Tianqing thought for a moment, and then said, "Bring me the gauze skirt I wore yesterday." ”

She took the gauze skirt handed by Tong Long, picked up the scissors, cut a rectangle with a few clicks, and said to Tong Long: "Roll around." Although Tong Long didn't know what she was going to do, she still picked up the needle and thread and seriously piped the rectangular white yarn.

Yu Tianqing walked on the path of the palace, and the people passing by saw her, and their eyes widened. How to say it, Miss Wang's dress today is a little, a little weird. Standing at the gate waiting for her Fengji, when she saw her outfit, she almost squirted out the snacks in her mouth, Miss Wang's dress, well, unique. Feng Ji drove the carriage and slowly drove to Qingyun Pavilion.

As soon as Yu Tianqing entered the hall, she attracted almost everyone's attention. I saw a thin white figure with a brocade ribbon embroidered with lotus flowers of the same color tied around his waist, and there was nothing wrong with this outfit. The scary thing is that she wraps her head in a white gauze and ties a bow around her neck, like a wolf grandmother in a book! Everyone stared at her and laughed. A mother with a child whispered to her child, "See? If you don't obey, you'll be captured by Grandma Wolf! ”

Yu Tianqing ignored all the voices and went directly to the private room on the second floor. Yuan Yanzhi sat at the table, under the wide sleeves, the fingertips of the onion fingers were almost transparent, as the tea poured down, the faint pure fragrance came with a warm breath, and in the slowly curling steam, his eyes flickered and disappeared.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Tianqing took a sip of the tea in front of him: "Yanzi, who is coming today?" ”

Yuan Yanzhi didn't answer, and at the moment when she lowered her head, she pulled her white veil. Everywhere he looked, there were traces of bruises. There seemed to be a dark cloud floating in his eyes, slowly sinking, and then slowly stretching out, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips: "I see, so." ”

Yu Tianqing roared angrily: "You're sick." Then he took the white yarn back from his hand and tied it around his neck indiscriminately: "Are you still coming?" If I don't come, I'm leaving. ”

With the sound of the door shaft turning, a little er with a gray apron presented a plate of melons. The lines of the melon skin are crisscrossed, and the flesh is a faint yellow color, with a fragrant sweetness. According to Xiao Er, this is called cold melon. What cold melon, isn't this cantaloupe?

Before Yu Tianqing could be surprised, there was a sudden knock on the door, and a red figure floated in, pressing Yu Tianqing's head on the table. She was stunned for a moment and then roared: "Sick." "It's all neuropathy today!

She turned her head and was about to get angry, but she was stunned! The person in front of him, with his hair in a high bundle, was wearing a red narrow-sleeved water skirt, with a slender figure, a healthy wheat complexion, a pair of phoenix eyes, and the corners of his mouth were sinking unhappily, and two small pear vortices were faintly visible. She raised her eyebrows coldly, and said, "You have a long ability!" Dare to scold me for being sick? ”

It turned out to be Jin Yuguang! Yu Tianqing's eyes widened, under the light and narrow eyebrows, the eyes were as clear and bright as snow, the two thin lips curved into a crescent-like arc, and her voice was full of disbelief: "Jin Yuguang, you, why are you here?" ”

Jin Yuguang condensed her eyebrows, she sat on the stool next to Yu Tianqing, cocked Erlang's legs, looked bad, and said coldly: "What? Wish I was dead? She glanced at the cold melon on the table, and just as she was thirsty, she stretched out her long fingers to take it.

Yuan Yanzhi knocked her hand with chopsticks, she gasped, and the anger on her face was even worse: "Stinky swallow!" "Since receiving the news from Yuan Yanzhi, she has been tired of traveling, and finally came to Kyoto, the country of Mo, and she didn't even let her eat cold melons!