Zi Youge finished speaking. Looking back at the bright eyes of the snow. Reach out and hold Yingxue's hand. He said softly: "The death of Jianyue. I don't say you know it in your hearts. If I hadn't taken her words to heart in the past. Nor will it be ...... today."

Yingxue is naturally smart and intelligent. Listen to what Huai Sleeve says. Get up and get on your knees. The words were earnest: "Now Sister Jianyue is dead. The slave and maid are also willing to use this cheap life to help the girl."

This night. Arms sleeves and Yingxue talk straight until the early hours of the morning. until the east is white. Yingxue turned off the lights. After holding the sleeves to go to bed and rest. Instead, I went to the Imperial Tea House.

Lying on the bed with his sleeves in his arms, he never had sleep.

After this incident. Wai sleeve began to feel. The quiet night in this harem has a strange smell of blood.

Mixed with endless intrigues and curses. Around every concubine and palace maid, he is ready to move. Eyeing.

This night is silent. The sleeve seems to have suddenly awakened and grown. Those simple and peaceful minds are drifting away......

The next day at noon. Yingxue forced Fu Quan to think of two pig intestines that were washed into transparent.

Huai sleeve carefully applied the plum fragrance anti-sore manuscript to the bruises on his hands. Later, it is used in the Shangyi Bureau. The method learned from Yingmei. Wrap a pair of hands in the small intestine of the pig.

Every evening. Yingxue is careful to fumigate her hands with warm white fungus soup for her sleeves. Early the next morning. Wrap it up again as usual.

So exquisitely served. But three days. The scars on the sleeves dissipated without the slightest trace. Smooth and white jade skin is like a new life. It's much more delicate than before.

Yingxue. Fuquan and the others were naturally overjoyed.

Huai Sleeve looked at his newborn jade hands with a calm face. Speechless for a while.

Wait for the crowd to disperse. Huai Sleeve said to Yingxue alone: "You have to go to the room where all the belongings of our Qingzhi Hall are stored. Find the guqin that I gave me in the past."

Yingxue nodded and exited the door.

Huai Sleeve slowly stood up. The gaze falls on the bright yellow tiles dyed red in the afterglow of the setting sun. Ten fingers caress over the silky boneless white jade fingers. In the eyes that are like water. Flooding out of the season is completely inconsistent with the season.

The season tends to be early summer. The ever-growing eternal day makes people unconsciously bored at night. and clouds gradually coming from the east. For a while, it was even more depressed and sullen.

This day. Kangxi had dinner in the south study. I feel sleepy. The little eunuch was holding the box. Returned to Shohito Hall early.

Took a shower. Changed into a loose light feather satin shirt. Suddenly I felt a lot more comfortable.

Reach out and pick up the bowl on the table. I just lifted the lid of the tea bowl. Unconsciously frowned slightly with a pair of good-looking sword eyebrows. asked, "Li Dequan. This is a new tea."

Li Dequan is putting Kangxi's faded robe on the glazed jade screen. Listen to Kangxi ask. Hurry to the front. He craned his neck and glanced into the cup. Immediately lowered his eyes and replied: "Go back to Long Live Lord. This is the new tea that the Ochaya will serve tonight."

Kangxi threw the tea bowl on the table. Displeased: "Haven't you changed the flower tea these days? Why did you get this out again today?"

Li Dequan was displeased when he saw Kangxi's face. It is known that these days are pregnant with sleeves and must personally mix fresh tea every day. Skillful service made Kangxi's taste provoked.

Carefully smiled and replied: "Long live the lord and stop the anger. Today's tea has not been changed. Or because of the first recovery of the hand injury of the girl with the sleeve. On a whim, I tuned the piano for a long time. Eighty percent are forgotten to mix tea. The minion will go to the tea room and urge the new tea to ......"

Li De's words fell. Pick up the tea bowl and turn around and walk outside.

Kangxi said, "Wait. What did you just say. The hand wound in the sleeve is healed."

Li Dequan nodded. smiled and said: "Back to the words of the Long Live Lord. Exactly."

Kangxi heard this. The displeasure on his face suddenly disappeared. He smiled and said, "I just said it a few days ago. How can it be so fast?"

Li Dequan smiled back: "Or the girl with sleeves will take the long live lord to heart. Be careful to raise. I hope to serve as soon as possible."

Kangxi heard this. I can't help but be happy. Stood up and said, "Since she is so interested. I went to listen to her play the harp. Since the beginning of the day. I haven't heard her play the piano in half a year. I miss it so much."

The words fell. Kangxi has quickly walked out of the West Chamber.

Li Dequan followed. He had already keenly captured the voice in Fang Cai's words: I miss it very much. Just these simple four words. The girl with sleeves is a character who can't afford to offend in this Qianqing Palace.

And at the same time. Beware of the blessings by the pillars of the back porch. I faintly saw Kangxi turn back. And he ran to the place where his sleeves lived.

"Girl. Hooray, Lord is here." Run inside the door. Fu Quan said urgently.

In the house, Lian Bi is waiting for her sleeves to make up. Yingxue, who placed the piano stand, said to Fuquan: "Got it. Go ahead."

Fuquan nodded. Then he turned and disappeared in the doorway.

"I don't want this pendant. The makeup is too cumbersome and cumbersome. Just stick a magnolia in your sideburns."

Hearing this. Put the glass dot cuichai in your hand back into the makeup box. Take a closer look at the makeup of the sleeves. There's nothing wrong with that. Then with Yingxue. Lianbi and the others retreated one after another.

Looking at the beautiful jade face reproduced in the bronze mirror with his sleeves in his arms. The eyes are slightly narrow. The corners of the lips draw unfamiliar arcs.

Slowly get up and walk to the piano stand under the window not far away. Sit with your back to the door. Ten fingers lightly hooked. The light rhyme splashed in the lonely space in an instant.

And Kangxi at this time. No more, no less. Not sooner or later. I happened to walk to the door.

I can hear the sound of the guqin in the room. Pause. He waved his hand behind him slightly. Li Dequan bowed slightly. Quietly retreated.

Push the door open carefully. Kangxi's gaze followed the delicate string sound. Look for the gentle shadow shrouded in candlelight under the window.

The sleeves only care about the piano with their eyes down. Until Kangxi walked to his side. There seems to be no intention of getting up. Until the end of the song. Withdraw your hand back between your fingers. His gaze fell on the ten white fingers. I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

This song "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace" is played into three points. The meaning of silence is very strong."

Arms sleeve heard. looked sideways at Kangxi beside him. The center of the eyebrows is slightly similar to the eyebrows. It seems to be frowning. I was even more surprised. People can't help but feel pity for her overwhelmed pure appearance.

Get up slowly. Pian Ran lowered her body and whispered: "The slave maid has a sleeve to ask for peace to the Lord Banzai."

Kangxi lowered his eyes and looked at his sleeves, low and submissive eyebrows. Can't help but reach out. Hold the boneless soft water as before.

Touch each other at first glance. The hand with the sleeve trembled slightly. But it didn't break away as it used to. Ren Kangxi slowly stood up.

Kangxi's deep gaze lingered on the sharp chin of his arms. I can't help but say: "These days. You've lost a lot of weight."

His sleeves always fell on the three buckles on Kangxi's chest. Said lightly: "If it weren't for the Long Live Lord. The slave is probably more than emaciated at this moment......"

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