33. Is 33 responsible?
"The concubine has won the award, I don't know what kind of floral fragrance the lady likes, Qingmo can go back and mix it for you. But this bracelet, Qing Mo will not accept it. Hua Qingmo pushed the brocade box back.
And Ling Yanhua pushed it back and said, "The county lord of Qinghe will accept it, and he will naturally be rewarded for doing things for this palace." This palace likes hibiscus and peonies, but now that the flowers are not blooming, you must have no choice, so you can add some peonies to this palace! ”
"Qingmo knows, and tomorrow I will go to pick flowers for Niangniang." Hua Qingmo smiled slightly, and then she picked up the green brocade box and got off the kang bed and saluted slightly. "The reward of the concubine Niangniang, Qing Mo accepted it. It's not too early.,Qingmo will also leave.,I'll do my best to give it to Niangniang.,But Niangniang has to find someone to try before using it.,You also know that some people like to add some extra things to other people's things.。 ”
Hearing this, Ling Yanhua smiled slightly, and his smile was extremely enchanting: "You are really smart and bold, since this palace asked you to make incense, it will believe you, but if someone really makes a move, you can make it again." ”
"Qingmo knows and takes her leave."
Coming out of Xuanhe Garden, Hua Qingmo threw the brocade box in her hand to Acacia. On the way back, the light was extremely dim, and even the air had a strange smell that could not be described.
Hua Qingmo knew that there was still a bloody battle tonight, so it was better to go back and stay now.
When she arrived at the room, Hua Qingmo lay down on the couch and slept after washing, she should have been too tired today, and she quickly fell asleep.
After a while, the door of her room was opened, and a figure entered.
When he reached the edge of the couch, the man untied his clothes, then lifted the quilt and went onto the couch.
The slightly cool body temperature made Hua Qingmo's body can't help but retreat a little, and then her body attached to it, habitually hugging the things next to her.
The night seems to be peaceful, but there is unspeakable blood and carnage.
On the second day, Hua Qingmo felt a wave of heat in her daze, she was a little lazy to open her eyes, and her eyes widened suddenly.
At this time, there was one more person on her couch, a eunuch named Bai Zixiao.
"Ahhh......h
"Don't make any noise, Lord Ben slept late last night, and now I want to sleep for a while." Bai Zixiao's hand was removed from Hua Qingmo's lips, then he closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.
Hua Qingmo looked at the person in front of her, a little wanted to cry without tears, it's your business that you sleep late, why do you go to her bed. Hua Qingmo was very depressed, she moved into the couch, not wanting to get too close to Bai Zixiao.
At this time, Bai Zixiao opened her eyes, a pair of dark eyes that could not see impurities at all stared at her, and the bewitching face of the country was close in front of her. Hua Qingmo looked at him, not knowing what to say, at this time Bai Zixiao lifted the quilt and said, "Don't sleep, help the master change clothes." ”
"Huh? Oh! Hua Qingmo got off the couch and took Bai Zixiao's clothes from the jade screen next to her to help him put them on.
She doesn't have any ideas right now, she just wants him to get out of here!
After getting dressed, Bai Zixiao sat on the couch, elegantly and bewitchingly wearing armor. Hua Qingmo stood aside in a nightgown, looking at Bai Zixiao's leisurely appearance, she was even more depressed. If it was known that he was in her room, although it would not be misunderstood, but King Ning Jun hated Bai Zixiao so much, how could she have a good life in the future?
"Little girl, your sleeping appearance is really bad, hold this governor all night." Bai Zixiao suddenly took off the armor, and then took out a nail clipper from somewhere and began to manicure his nails. His nails were long and white, and his hands looked more delicate and beautiful than a woman's.
Hua Qingmo listened to Bai Zixiao's words, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "Nine thousand years old, is Mo'er responsible?" ”