The ink blot of a bun and his face wrinkled even more, his eyebrows could not be dissolved, and he was sad, he gritted his teeth, did not make a sound, and his body trembled.

When Concubine Shu saw him like this, she became even more angry, she didn't learn every day, but it was true that she was mischievous, and she ran around.

"Have you gone to the queen again these days?"

The ink was silent, tears swirled in his eyes, and they never flowed out, and his lips were already bloodstained, he endured it and didn't make a sound, it hurt, but he just didn't want to admit defeat.

He still missed that warm embrace, and he slept with him all afternoon, it was the most restful sleep he had, he said angry words that day, and he really wanted to go to her.

Concubine Shu is still grateful to Luo Beixing in her heart, after all, it was her strategy that won the emperor's favor, the pattern of this dress was designed by her, she told herself, and then she took it to make it, as well as the makeup and hair accessories, all of which were carefully dressed.

I had an idea in my heart, the relationship between the ink and the queen was not bad, and this time it was successful, she guessed that it was because of the face of the ink that she helped herself. Whether you can continue to get the favor of the emperor in the future still needs the help of the queen.

"Ink, it was the mother concubine who was not good just now, but the mother concubine was too excited." Take a handkerchief and wipe away his non-existent tears.

The ink was like a wooden man, not moving or silent, saying that when she was lax, she ran out directly.

"Hey, ink, ink."

People have already run away, "I'm not afraid that you won't come back." ”

Concubine Shu turned around and went back to the house, sitting in front of the mirror, admiring her face.

The ink ran very neatly, picked up a few small pebbles, and randomly hit the birds on the trees, not really fighting, just trying to scare them away.

He was in a very bad mood, there was pain in his arm, he didn't care, kicked the stones under his feet, kicked them hard, he walked aimlessly, along the stone road, kept walking.

With his head down, suddenly a man blocked his way.

He raised his eyes, surprise flashed in his eyes, but he tilted his head arrogantly, his face was a little uncomfortable, "Why are you here?" ”

Luo Beixing was originally going to find him in Concubine Shu, but halfway through, he saw Xiao Baozi alone sullen, with his head down and kicking the stones.

didn't call him, but let him find out, so he deliberately "blocked" the way to surprise him.

Luo Beixing leaned down, "I seem to hear that someone needs me, so I'll come over." ”

Baozi's face was raised, "Who is it?" ”

"Of course it's you."

patiently explained to him, "Yesterday, I was punished by the old witch to kneel, and then I fainted, I don't know anything, I don't disagree with you for no reason." ”

The ink softened suddenly, "Is the old witch talking about the Queen Mother?" ”

"Mo, it's really smart."

This kid always looks old, and he doesn't smile much, such a cute baby face, he must smile more, otherwise, he won't waste this face.

The ink naturally listed the Queen Mother as an "enemy", and there was a comparison in his heart, and when he saw her in the future, he would not treat her well.

"This prince is naturally intelligent."

Luo Beixing took the five Xiaobai from the hands of the dancing offerings and shook them, "Mo, if you don't come to see them again, they will be let go by me." ”

The ink took from her hand, "You can't let them go, it's hard to get there." ”

"So, you have to come and see them from time to time, or I'll let them go."

In the end, he nodded and said a soft "um".

Moji was still very happy to see her, and the hurt mood just now seemed to be comforted all of a sudden, and he smiled happily.

Luo Beixing took his little hand, soft and weak, very comfortable, one big and one small, just holding hands like this, and disappeared on the gravel road.

Back to the natal palace, Luo Beixing took out a set of small clothes, which was designed by her, but because of her poor needlework, it was sewn by the dance, this dress has been started half a month ago, and it has only been completed in the last few days, and it has not been taken out all the time, and today is just free, and it annoyed the little bun again, just take it out, let him be happy.

"Come on, try it, does it fit?"

Although Luo Beixing is young, he just likes children, especially those who are as cute as Mo Ji, and he likes them at first sight.

For most of the day, I saw Mo Ji staring at his clothes all the time, and he didn't wear them, and Luo Beixing thought he didn't like it.

"Ink, if ......"

"Is it for me?"

"That's right." Such a small dress, of course, was given to him.

Inkblot looked at her with a pair of bright eyes, "Look good." ”

She smirked, "I designed it." ”

Without saying a word, he dressed him up, the action was rare and gentle, cautious, for fear of hurting him, his skin was so tender, and his nails were so long, he accidentally pinched it, but it was not good.

A lilac brocade cloud pattern robe, the small body is just right to wear, and five small whites are embroidered on the sleeves, which makes it even more cute.

Luo Beixing really wanted to go up and pinch his little face a few times, but he was afraid that he would be angry, so he didn't move, this little bun is a fragile and strong "thing", you can't ravage him, it will be broken, but you can't do anything else, raising such a small bun is very complicated.

The ink took a few steps, and I looked in the mirror, and I felt pretty good, and I walked around the house all the time, and I didn't feel tired.

Luo Beixing looked at him like this, this is also a kind of fun, the little body twisted and twisted, indescribably cute, the teeth that have not yet grown together, and the smile is all exposed.

However, he can laugh, which is enough to show that he likes this dress and smiles so happily, she is relieved. In the future, I plan to design a few sets for him and let him wear them instead.

Ink couldn't put down this new dress, and he was reluctant to get a little dirty, so he walked very carefully, for fear of tripping and soiling the clothes.

Luo Beixing feels that there is still something missing, since he has clothes, should he also change his shoes, and also, the hair crown should also be changed, or they should all be changed.

Say do it, on the paper dragon flying phoenix danced, the brush here can not reflect the details, simply use a "black pen", this black pen is very precious, is left after the fire with a branch, black does not slip autumn, is very easy to use.

This shoe may not be finished for a while, and I plan to get it ready in a few days, so I'll give it to him again.

Inkblot was very interested in this "black pen" of unknown origin, and he looked at the half section on the table, and followed her example, and drew it in style.

Luo Beixing was so focused on the design that he didn't notice what the little bun was doing.

After everything was done, she found that Mo Ji was sitting there quietly, not knowing what he had written, especially the black pen, which was particularly significant in his hand, and she was very curious, what was he writing?

Quietly walked to his side, peeked at it, and could only see that it seemed to be a painting, it was a woman, but this appearance, I didn't dare to compliment, thick eyebrows, small eyes, and a crooked mouth, how do you look at this, it is also an ugly monster, and it has nothing to do with beauty at all.

Since he likes to paint, he didn't bother him, sitting on the sidelines, looking at him quietly, Luo Beixing felt that he was hopeless, such a boring thing, and now he was doing it so with relish.

There is only one reason, Xiao Baozi*, when he grows up, he must also be a man with a personable demeanor and a jade tree in the wind, and I don't know how many women admire it at that time.

Time passes, and the years are quiet.

Ink looked at her work with satisfaction, holding small hands with big hands, smiling with satisfaction, ready to show it to Luo Beixing, when she turned around, she smiled and looked at it like motherly love.

"Grind, but I'm done, let me see."

The ink came over step by step, and gave the painting to Luo Beixing as if offering a treasure, because he secretly glanced at it in advance, so he probably knew what he was drawing, an ugly monster.

I have a feeling in my heart that the ugly monster can't be the one who painted it.

When I opened it, it was so, and he was afraid that I wouldn't understand the meaning, so he wrote a big "you" on the paper, and she read it right, it was written on the head of that ugly monster. And on the side, there is a small figure with a "I" written on it.

Luo Beixing understood, this is the picture of me and Xiao Baozi walking hand in hand, that is, the road I just walked, on the stone road, an ugly woman pulled a little cutie, this style of painting is a bit weird.

However, he was able to draw such a picture, which was enough to show his intentions, and he suddenly felt warm, this little guy was quite sensible.

"Do you want to thank me?"

The bun blushed and nodded gently, "And the clothes you made." ”

This dress can't be completely said to be her own credit, as well as the help of the dance offering, this little bun directly said that it was made by herself, how does this sentence sound a little exciting.

is a good boy, and he knows how to be grateful, and he picked him up and let him sit on his lap, he is fluttering, for her, like cotton.

"Why are you so skinny? Don't you eat well? ”

Touched his body, he was really thin, and now children are picky eaters, and they are used to it, but if they continue like this, they will not grow tall, and they will lack nutrition, which is not good.

When she didn't see it, a trace of pain flashed between the inkblot's eyebrows, and she took a breath of cold air.

"This is not good, ink, I can tell you, if you don't eat well, you won't grow tall in the future, and how will you marry a daughter-in-law when the time comes."

"But I want to eat the roast chicken you made."

Luo Beixing thought in his heart, didn't he bring people badly, and now he only thinks about eating roast chicken, which is not a matter of eating every day.

"Moji, what about this roast chicken, it is still feasible to eat it once in a while, if you eat it every day, every meal, after a long time, your body will be uncomfortable. And, can you be sure that you will always eat it in the future? ”

"Eat nutritionally balanced, not picky eaters, so that you can grow tall and strong, and when you grow up, it must be a disaster for thousands of girls."