"Is there something wrong with you today? What's going on? Don't cry just yet...... "Nalan sensed that something was wrong with Baolan today.

Huai sleeve walked around the house a few times, feeling a little bored, waiting left and right, and never saw Nalan's figure come back, although she had already guessed that these days taking advantage of Rong Ruo's illness, the number of times Bao Lan came to the Ming Mansion would definitely increase several times as many times as usual, but when she heard it so frequently from Xiao Anzi's mouth, she still couldn't help but be pantothenic acid in her heart.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't see Nalan come back, so he stood up and walked to the table, took a piece of heart-word incense, lit it and put it into the bronze incense burner, and carefully covered the lid of the incense burner.

For the first time, Baolan made Rong Ruo feel a little distressed in her heart. It was not because of love, but because of the heaviness, which made him sigh helplessly and unresponsive pleas and entrustment.

Baolan also didn't want to enter the palace with Huai Sleeve, today Baolan came to him and told him about this matter, Suo Etu is about to grounded Baolan, seeing that as soon as the Spring Festival passes, the draft in Yangchun is about to start, and it is said that the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang also attaches great importance to this draft, the reason is very simple, Kangxi's position is still vacant. The lack of owners in the harem is not a long-term solution.

Rong Ruo listened to Baolan crying, but all that lingered in her mind was the delicate face that shed tears on the day of her sleeve.

He knew very well in his heart that Suo Etu insisted on sending Baolan into the palace, in fact, Baolan's sister Hesheri had been sealed, according to the rules, she could not enter the palace at all, but Suo Etu still tried his best to send his second daughter Baolan into the palace, and his purpose was already as Sima Zhao's heart.

"I know you don't like me, maybe because I don't understand those poems and songs, or maybe I don't have such graceful and delicate feelings, I often think, like the good-looking person of Huai Gongzi walking with you, if he is a daughter, you must be a natural couple admired by everyone. But you should understand my intentions for you. ”

Rong Ruo listened to Baolan's words silently, and all he could do was listen silently.

Although he saw the sorrow between Bao Lan's eyebrows and the tears in his eyes, his heart was also heavy, but after all, he was helpless, allowing her heart to drift away like petals in the wind, and Rong Ruo just sighed that these fresh and tender lives like flowers could not really bloom like flowers in the warm spring, but they had to be locked deep in the high wall in this season when everything was revived and people looked forward to hope.

Rong Ruo sighed heavily.

Baolan grabbed Rong Ruo's arm hard, as if grasping a piece of driftwood in the turbulence. "Rong Ruo, I beg you to go and ask the emperor for me, I beg you, I have never really begged anyone when I am so big, only this time."

Rong Ruo seemed to be stunned by Baolan's abrupt words, and was stunned for a long time before quickly pulling out his arm that Baolan was holding in his hand and said, "How is this possible?" Baolan, I can't do this! ”

"You can, as long as you open your mouth, the emperor likes you so much, even the queen mother loves you so much, as long as you go and tell them, they will definitely agree." Bao Lan couldn't give up, and continued to speak, reaching out to grab Nalan's sleeve, but Nalan dodged it.

Although Bao Lan grabbed the air, she continued to talk without giving up. Until exhaustion, until the lips are chapped and tears can't flow.

Rong Ruo watched Baolan gradually turn from crying to sobbing, her shoulders shrugged and trembled, and the emotions she had released gradually eased, she stood up, walked to Baolan's side, patted her shoulder lightly and said, "Baolan, you are a smart girl, how can you not figure out your Amma's intention to send you to the palace?" Why do you come to me? ”

Baolan was silent, raising her head to look at Rong Ruo, with despair in her eyes. Rong Ruo knew that she had always understood it in her heart. Even without the appearance of the sleeve, it would be impossible for the two of them.

Bao Lan stood up straight in the face of this Rongruo, her expression was solemn that she had never been, and the damp traces of tears on her cheeks added a bit of sadness to her solemn affection.

"Hug me once, let's say goodbye, and when we meet again, it's like a yellow spring."

Rong Ruo was shocked when she heard this, carefully observed her face, and felt her determination, but she couldn't tell whether she was going to kill herself for the rest of her life.

Bao Lan chuckled when she saw him with such solemn eyes, "Don't worry, I just don't do it for me, I have to think about my Amma, he can't bear the pain of losing another daughter." I just want to give my love a happy end. With that, the god stretched out his arms and slowly approached Rong Ruo.

Bao Lan's arms ran through the ribs at Nalan's side and joined together behind his back. The more the circle is tighter.

Rong Ruo didn't resist or hug Baolan, just stood up straight and let her hold her. The light cyan stubble that had just grown in his jaw touched Bao Lan's hair, but his gaze drifted out of the window and into the distance.

Just when Rong Ruo's mind was wandering, he suddenly felt a pain in his left shoulder blade, and hurriedly looked down to see Baolan biting there fiercely.

Bao Lan raised her face, stared at him with complicated eyes, turned around and ran out the door, followed by the voice of the maids outside the door exclaiming, "Bao Lan Gege". There is also a slightly noisy footsteps.

Xiao Anzi walked over gently and grabbed Rong Ruo's arm.

"Huai'er is gone?" Rong Ruo asked. Xiao Anzi nodded.

As soon as Rong Ruo entered his Tongzhi Hall, he smelled an indifferent fragrance. Walking to the table and picking up the vermilion lacquer carved wooden box, Rong Ruo's mood was warmed by the bright color, he himself felt that the attitude towards Baolan just now was too ruthless, but he was helpless.

Love is originally a favor for one person and a desperate love for thousands of people......

★★★

In the past few days, because Rong Ruo is sick, he has nothing to do, so he occasionally goes to Zifeng Tower to listen to a few books.

There was a light snow last night, in the early morning, the sky was clear, the sun was shining, reflecting the crystal clear between the heaven and the earth, I had breakfast with my sleeves, and chatted with Zhu Hetana for a while, because Zhu Hetana went to the Buddha Hall, and then returned to his embroidery pavilion.

I really couldn't read the book, so I changed my clothes and led the horse to Zifeng Tower.

In winter, the streets are cold and freezing, and the small vendors who set up stalls along the street close their stalls early to return home after noon, so there are several times more people listening to books and drinking tea in the tea shop than usual.

Today, Zifeng Building, as usual, had no separate table early, and Huai Sleeve was led by Dr. Tea to sit at a square table with the two young men.

Huai Sleeve ordered a cup of Biluochun, and a plate of salt-baked pine nuts and a plate of fried pumpkin seeds, and waited for Zhou Tiezui to continue talking about yesterday's book "Yang Jiajiang"

Zhou Tiezui came a little late today, and the people who listened to the book were bored, so they chatted casually, peeling pine nuts in their sleeves and hands, and listened with or without a pair.

"Hey, did you hear about it yesterday, something happened to the yamen of the Criminal Department!" I only heard a man at the back table whisper.

When a man next to him heard this, he also leaned over and said, "I heard it, it seems that someone is dead." ”