Su Nuo's face was full of question marks, her apricot eyes drooped slightly, and she looked at the two pastries in her hands.

She doesn't feel miserable, and why is she crying when she has nothing to do?

"Originally, I always thought that those were rumors, and they all said that ink cream was not good for you, and it must be bad to watch you eat like this."

Su Qinghao shook her head and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

When he saw that the corners of Su Nuo's lips were stained with some broken pastries, he stretched out his hand again, and gently wanted to wipe Su Nuo's mouth with a handkerchief.

Su Nuo avoided it in disgust.

Su Qing's good hand fell short, and she hung her hand down again in embarrassment.

Soon, tears quickly accumulated in her eyes, and she looked at Su Nuo: "Nuo Nuo, tell my sister that you are not having a good time in the palace at all." ”

Su Qinghao had secretly heard it from the old ancestor before, and the imperial physician had said that he had already called the imperial physician twice in the two days after entering the palace.

Although looking at her forehead at this time, she couldn't see anything serious, but Su Qinghao definitely believed in Imperial Doctor Wang, and he wouldn't talk nonsense.

Now that he knows that Su Nuo is not doing well, he is adding fuel to the fire, and when the time comes, Su Nuo will definitely be on their side.

"It's good."

Su Nuo thought about it, there are a lot of delicious things in the palace, not to mention, the radishes boiled in ink and frost are also delicious.

She loved it.

Su Qing looked at Su Nuo like this, and felt that Su Nuo was holding on, obviously pretending.

"The appearance of the ink flowing frost, the yin owl is paranoid and self-righteous, ruthless, and will not treat people as people." Su Qing spoke well, frowning, "Nuonuo, if you tell me the truth, I will help you." ”

Su Qinghao said as she reached out and grabbed Su Nuo's wrist.

For a moment, I was a little excited.

Su Nuo's wrists were all red when she pinched them to death.

Su Nuo lowered her eyes, her eyes were filled with water vapor, with a little starlight.

"I'm not going to let you say that about Ink Cream."

Su Nuo's voice was still delicate and soft, but there was some coldness in it.

Su Qing was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that Su Nuo was a little strange now, and she didn't let go of her wrist holding Su Nuo for a while.

Su Nuo glanced at her wrist that was being squeezed tightly and shook off her hand.

She actually didn't use much strength, but Su Qinghao still plunged into the flowers on the side.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Su Qing lay in the flowers in a strange posture and cried softly.

"Don't talk about ink flow frost in the future, otherwise you ......" Su Nuo looked at Su Qinghao who was lying in the flowers, her face was scratched by thorns, and she looked a little miserable, but Su Nuo squeezed her hands.

"Or else...... I'll hit you. ”

The soft, glutinous voice is completely deterrent.

However, Su Qinghao, who was lying down at this time, could only cry, she didn't even dare to move, for fear that she would hurt herself even more.

"Hmph."

Su Nuo was a little angry and didn't want to eat it.

She turned and walked away.

"Woo woo woo ......" was still lying among the flowers, and Su Qing, who didn't dare to move, cried even more sadly.

Su Nuo went out of the garden and bumped into a few maids.

As soon as they looked at her, a big smile appeared on their faces.

"Miss, the old lady is waiting for you over there." The first maid in purple clothes, her eyebrows were like the morning glow, and the smile on her face couldn't be suppressed.

"Hmm."

Su Nuo bowed slightly, and was welcomed to the old lady's room by their stars like a moon.