Chapter 312: Tears and Makeup

Rong Ruo waved his hand lightly, patted Gu Zhenguan's shoulder with a smile and said, "You don't have to worry. I don't have any thoughts of suicide. I'm still looking forward to Wu Hancha's return next year. Zhu Zhuyuan in the south. Jiang Ximing went to Beijing to participate in the erudite Confucian scientific expedition. Let's drink all night again."

Gu Zhen watched and listened. Nodding excitedly, "yes. The coming year is another time for us to get together......" The two chatted for a while. Gu Zhenguan is in the court. Portable manuscript please resign.

Sent Gu Zhenguan away. Rong Ruo looked at the large desk that had been vacated after the manuscript was taken. The bottom of my heart is much lighter. There's not too much to worry about. He can only try. to strive for the happiness that I look forward to the most in my heart......

Evening. Xiao Anzi brought in dinner. Rong Ruojian except for a few plates of delicate side dishes. It's still a bowl of bird's nest porridge. Then he said, "These are not hungry. I felt a little empty in my stomach last night. Go find some hot noodles and beef in sauce or braised pig's feet."

Xiao Anzi listened. Immediately overjoyed. Nodding again and again, "Great. The desire to eat is a good sign. You wait for me, I'll fetch it."

Anzi rushed back to the kitchen. Place the steamer in a few buckle meat bowls. And the braised lion's head came out in full. Finally, I took a golden and soft oil cake. Bring it together into the room.

Rong Ruo reached out and pulled a piece of pancake, wrapped it in a few pieces of oily plum cabbage, and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. I ate some braised duck gizzards. Even the braised lion's head is eaten more than one.

Xiao Anzi looked at Rong Ruo and ate deliciously. His eyebrows and eyes smiled happily.

Rong Ruo after eating. I wiped my lips with a handkerchief. He also asked Xiao Anzi to make a pot of tea and strictly Pu'er. Sit and drink a few cups of hot tea. Rong Ruo raised his eyes and looked at the sky. It's about past unitary time.

Stand up. Paced a few steps around the house. Rong Ruo stretched his waist and legs. Turned to Xiao Anzi and said, "You can make my bed earlier. The book is finished. I don't want to stay up late on anything else. I want to rest sooner."

Xiao Anzi nodded again and again. While unfolding the futon for Rong Ruo, he smiled and said, "If you want me to say. Adults should have taken care of themselves a long time ago. If it weren't for the fact that I was too tired and sad on weekdays. I'm afraid this disease has long since gone to its roots."

Listen to it. Only smiled: "I'm sick these days. I've really worked hard for you. You don't have to be out there today. Let's go and rest."

Xiao Anzi made the bed. After giving Rong Ruo a good face wash. Rong Ruo ordered him to retreat.

Repatriate Xiao Anzi. Rong Ruo sat alone in the house. His gaze unconsciously fell on the blood-stained letterhead on the table. Walk slowly past. Rong Ruo picked up the letterhead. Slowly tuck into your arms.

Look around the house for a week. Rong Ruo finally walked to the closet. Pull open one of the bottom drawers. Take out a black tight-fitting nightjacket from inside......

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Ying Xue brought the medicine to the study. Seeing that Huai Sleeve was still sitting in front of the bookcase, he hurriedly copied the scriptures. frowned and sighed, "It's just a little better and like this. Do you want to lie back again?"

Say it. Hand the medicine bowl in front of your sleeve.

Huai Sleeve only glanced at the black-brown medicinal soup. The eyes fell on the pen again. "I don't take medicine anymore. Isn't the poison all steamed? What are you still taking medicine for?"

Yingxue was about to speak. Suddenly, a voice at the door said angrily: "If you don't drink medicine, how can your body be good."

Arms sleeve heard. Raise your eyes in a bluff. is facing Kangxi's gentle deep eyes with a shallow smile.

Sleeves hurriedly walked around the desk. Leaned down and said: "The slave doesn't know that the long live lord is here in person. It's ...... missing."

He didn't finish his words yet. The hand has been grasped by Kangxi's warm hand.

Kangxi naturally took his sleeve and walked to the desk. See a thick stack of newly copied scrolls. Release your hand from your sleeve. Took a few pages and read it. frowned and said displeasedly: "These are all copied by you these days."

Huai Sleeve heard Kangxi's tone not good. He was silent.

Yingxue cherishes her sleeves and works hard. I wish Kangxi would persuade her well. He said, "Yes. These are all copied from these days of recuperation."

Sideways glance with sleeves. Quietly glared at Yingxue. He lowered his voice and said, "How can you talk too much here."

Yingxue didn't pay any attention to this. Only naughtily sticking out his tongue at his sleeve.

Kangxi said: "You still count her. You're getting more and more daring and naughty. If she hadn't told the truth. You still want to deceive you?"

Huai Sleeve felt lowered his eyes and said, "The slave doesn't dare."

Kangxi turned around. Pick up the medicine bowl with your own hands. Hand it in front of the sleeve. Whispered: "It's you who drink it yourself. I'm still going to feed you......"

Listen to this. Shocked by the slight change in her face. Stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl and said, "The slave doesn't dare. The slave and maid drank it." Say it. Pour the medicine into your mouth in one go.

Ying Xue next to her saw that Huai Sleeve had finished drinking the medicine. Hurriedly brought the tea to the sleeve. He handed over the handkerchief and the sour plum.

Kangxi smiled: "That's right." After speaking. Looking at the Xuanyue in the sky, he said, "It won't be long enough. It's the end of the year. This year's Chinese New Year's Eve feast. I'm still waiting to hear your sound around the beam."

Huai Sleeve only replied shallowly. And he said nothing more.

Kangxi drank tea for a while. I want to go back to the Qianqing Palace. When stepping out of the door. Turning around and looking at Yingxue, he said, "I ordered you to serve the princess to drink medicine. If she doesn't drink anymore. Tell me."

Yingxue hurriedly knelt on the ground to receive the order.

Kangxi finally stared at his sleeves. Turn around and go out. Supporting Li Dequan to drive the Zhaoren Hall of the Qianqing Palace.

Looking at Kangxi's back as he disappeared at the gate of the palace. The eyebrows of the sleeves gradually climbed with a touch of heartbroken sorrow.

Since healing. Kangxi's attitude towards her. It's been obvious for a long time. Almost only the edict of the concubine. But the more so. The more the hidden pain in his heart was like a worm gnawing at the severe pain of his body and mind.

For the first time in the book, I saw Shen Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix" filled in Shen Yuan. Wai Sleeve is not yet able to understand a woman's deep affection in the face of an unreciprocatable affection. And the man you love so much that you can't keep it.

And now "Xiao Feng Dry. Tearstained. Desire to write about your heart. Monolithic oblique. Difficult. Difficult. Difficult." It made her really taste it thoroughly.

"The sick soul is often like a swing...... The horn is cold. Nightshade. I'm afraid of being asked. Tears and pretending to be happy. Deceive. Deceive. Hide." It's not a fitting portrayal of her right now.

Sleeves think of these. Tears slipped down the cheeks unconsciously.

Jian Yue was originally walking over with a new tea. Behold the sleeves like this. I know that she doesn't want to be seen by others at this moment. Then he turned and walked back. I met Fuquan coming over with Brother Wren's food.

Jian Yue grabbed Fuquan. Whispered to the house. dragged Fuquan away.

He stood under the eaves of the porch for a long time. I only felt the tears on my face being cooled by the wind. before slowly turning around. Go to the soft couch.

before walking to the soft couch. I could only hear the door behind me being gently pushed open. The sleeve did not turn around. I just thought it was the moon to change the tea. Then he said, "It's so late. It doesn't matter if you change the tea or not."

After the sleeve was finished. I didn't hear an answer. I wonder in my heart. When turning around slowly. I am looking at people who are coming. He almost fell on the soft couch in shock.