Baby Blue smiled to himself.

He stood up indifferently and patted the dirt on his body. I smoothed my skirt and walked steadily.

Back in the new room, Qiao'er waited for her to lie down and fall asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already evening, and sure enough, people couldn't sleep in the afternoon, and when I woke up, it was dark, and the empty room was only myself, and I couldn't tell how sad I was.

In modern times, I am so busy every day that I don't have time to sleep a few times at this time.

When you complain about how bad your life is, then you will find that your life is worse after a while. I began to feel that my previous life was good,

But I always have to dislike the life in front of me, but I don't know that one day in the future, today is not the beauty of the past.

Qiao'er came in to help her wash and change her clothes, saying that it was the emperor, and the prince and a group of people came back.

She let Qiao'er fiddle with it, looking at the blurred image in the bronze mirror. The slimmed down face is more and more like the modern self, maybe this is just a face.

Dressed in a long dress with blue fringes, her figure is becoming more and more slender, the cuffs are embroidered with a few fine begonia flowers, and the huge skirt is dotted with a few petals.

The round and white skin is like fresh milk, the neckline is slightly open, and the long hair and waist are scattered behind the back.

Before a few people in the main hall arrived, the servants saluted her and prepared dinner in an orderly manner.

Outside the main hall, there are several tall flowers and plants, swaying in the breeze.

The wind swept across his cheeks, bringing with it a gentle scent of flowers and herbs. The woman at the door had picturesque eyebrows, her fat but not bulky body bent down and sniffed a few flowers. He felt the kind of heart palpitations he had had in the morning.

The woman heard the maid beside her say something, and looked at him, and her face in the moonlight showed a little sadness.

Blessed with a blessed body, the woman came to him.

"Lord Wang." The polite and distant words made him a little dry. The way she looked at him in the morning made him feel inexplicably happy.

"Well," he paused, "are you still feeling well?" ”

Baby Blue knew he was saying that he was reluctant to go to the palace in the morning, arguing that he was unwell.

"Thank you for your concern, the concubine is already well."

Jin Lingluo's gaze fell on a petal hanging from her hair, and he immediately stretched out his hand.

Lan Baobao didn't know what he was going to do, and Yu Guang saw that Jin Baifeng and a few people were approaching, so he avoided his body a little.

Jin Lingluo's hand stopped in mid-air in embarrassment, and he reached over and pinched the petal again.

Seeing that he was removing the petals for himself, the blue baby looked at him in amazement.

Although they will not go toe-for-tat because of Jin Baifeng, they will not be close to each other. What's more, he is suspected of killing someone.

Early in the morning, an unceremonious shout sounded in a certain courtyard of the Imperial Court Bureau: "Father-in-law Bao, the people of the Youduwei have come to arrest you." ”

The blue baby who was sleeping on the bed was excited, and the carp jumped down like a stiff jump, hurriedly put on his clothes, and walked out in a somewhat peculiar posture.

"Ouch, this is not Grandpa Bao, you are finally willing to go out. I heard that you were named by Youduwei, tsk, pitiful! As soon as she stepped out of the threshold, a sarcastic voice rang out from far and near on her left.

The blue baby didn't bother to look at it, and strode forward while tidying up the soft hemp on his head.

Before the man had enough of the taunts, he hurried to stop her way.

Blue Baby impatiently swept towards the three people opposite, and the person who spoke just now was Zhu Ruifu, who was the tallest and most ordinary in the middle.

These three people live in the same courtyard as her, and they are all superintendents from the ninth grade, and the grades are not up or down. She was sent to the court bureau for more than half a month, even if she has been nesting in her room to recuperate, and she rarely meets these people, but she is not less squeezed by their words, so she doesn't bother to talk to them about etiquette.