She was a little sweet in her heart, lowered her eyes and pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't make a sound.

"Su Xiaojiu, will you make me a new shirt again? lest they be seen and made laugh at me and dressed in shabby clothes. Xiao Tingchen smiled, and his big palm unceremoniously covered the back of the girl's hand.

From the age of fifteen to the present, a full ten years, the shirt and middle coat he wore were all made for him by Su Xiaojiu.

The girl's embroidery skills are not the best in the world, but he will feel particularly satisfied when he wears the clothes she made by herself.

When he thought that Su Xiaojiu only made clothes for him alone, he would have a kind of down-to-earth joy.

As if this is the only way to prove her closeness to him, to prove that she is his wife.

Su Jiu broke away from him unnaturally, "Don't make trouble, you're going to make a mistake......"

"If you go wrong, you will go wrong, anyway, this pillowcase is not for us. My sister still hurried to cut a shirt for me, Bai Lu, go get some fabric. ”

Su Jiu couldn't help him.

She asked Xiao Tingchen to stand in the hall and carefully measured the size of his shoulder with her little hands.

"My sister measures it with her hands, is it accurate? If the amount is wrong, won't the effort be in vain? ”

"Don't worry about the emperor, I have made clothes for you for so many years, maybe I don't have an accurate number in my heart?" Su Jiu raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to measure his waist.

Xiao Tingchen lowered his eyes and looked at her.

His little girl has grown up, like a blooming peony, and her appearance is overwhelming.

The white hands measured his waist inch by inch, and the cardamom pale powder on his fingertips made him feel the urge to hold them in the palm of his hand......

Before he could appreciate enough, Su Jiu had already sat back by the window and began to cut the cloth in earnest.

Xiao Tingchen lit up the glazed palace lamp in the hall for her, looked at her for a moment, opened the chapter, and seriously handled state affairs.

The lights are quiet, the twilight rain outside the window is dashing, and the dormitory is warm and silent.

The two sat opposite each other, obviously doing their own thing, but there was a kind of quiet warmth that no one could bear to disturb.

Bai Lu and Frostfall stood behind the bead curtain and probed their brains.

Frostfall held the red lacquer plate, her eyes full of envy, "How long has it been since the master and the young lady have been like this?" It's so nice......"

Bai Lu smiled, "Your tea is not delivered?" ”

"What kind of tea to send, look at the two of them, I can't bear to go in and disturb them. I just hope that the master and the young lady will be able to last a long time—"

"Two sisters, the queen wants to see the emperor!"

A little palace maid hurried in.

Bai Lu and Shuang Xue glanced at each other, and said lightly: "Let's just say that the emperor has rested and has no time to see her." ”

The little palace maid looked at the curtain timidly, and had to reply with a hard head.

Nangong Nana stood under the eaves with a food box.

The night breeze with rain blew in, and the luxurious phoenix robe swayed, and the girl could vaguely see that she was a lot thinner.

Her face was pale, her woodcarved prosthetic hand hung down on the side of her leg, and the palace lamp was glowing with a terrible white glow under the halo of the palace lamp.

After listening to the little palace maid's reply, her eyes turned red in a flash.

The genius has just darkened, and what he said has fallen asleep is obviously a lie!

In vain, she tried her best to curry favor with her grandmother for the past two days, and almost bribed tens of thousands of taels of silver before she was released from Kunning Palace for a short time......

But Brother Huaijin didn't want to see her at all!

The girl's heart hurt so badly that her eyes rolled slightly, and she suddenly left with the palace maids.

She walked around to the back window of the dormitory, looking through the Korean paper, dozens of glazed palace lamps were burning in the hall, and two figures sat opposite each other in the front window, one cutting cloth and the other processing the music.

Looks......

Extraordinarily registered.

Nangong Nana squeezed the food box tightly, almost bursting her eyes, "It's Su wine, this palace knows it's Su wine...... It's impossible for Brother Huai Jin to sleep so early, he must be accompanying Su Jiu! Where can't this palace compare to her, where can't she compare to her! ”

At the end of the words, she actually cried fragilely.

Since she came to Chang'an City, she has never had a good time, she has been the queen for so long, but the world doesn't know that Brother Huaijin hasn't even touched her!

What kind of queen is she, what kind of woman is she?!

When he was collapsing, the voices of the palace maids came from behind him:

"The slave has seen Master Xie!"

Nangong Nana turned around, and Xie Rongjing was passing under the eaves of the palace, as if he was looking for Xiao Tingchen to have something important.

Looking at each other, Xie Rongjing raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't see Nangong Nana's red eyes, and bowed quietly: "The queen mother is a thousand years old." ”

Nangong Nana wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and said in a dumb voice: "It's so late, Hou Ye Xie must have something important to discuss with the emperor when he comes to the emperor, but the emperor is confused by the fox spirit, I'm afraid he won't have time to see the Hou Ye." ”

Xie Rongjing smiled emotionlessly, "When the emperor conquered southern Xinjiang, I was left in Chang'an, so I can't know what happened when I was in southern Xinjiang. If I'm not mistaken, Niangniang was accompanying the emperor to the south at that time...... I want to ask Niangniang, how did Xiaojiu die? ”

At the beginning, he stayed in Chang'an because Xiao Tingchen promised him that he would definitely bring the wine back safely.

But no, what he brought back was just the news that Xiaojiu died in the royal capital of southern Xinjiang.

Nangong Nana's face was silent.

The lowered eyelashes covered the coolness in her eyes, and for a moment, she revealed an unforgettable pathos, and two lines of tears quietly rolled down, "How did you die?" If this palace says that she was killed by Brother Huaijin, do you believe it? ”

Xie Rongjing remained silent all the time.

"Hehe, she betrayed Brother Huai Jin and hooked up with Yan Yu as a pair...... You also know how much Brother Huai Jin hates being betrayed, so he locked Sister Su in a prison car, punished her with fasting and water and exposed to the sun in the square of Chonghua Palace in the royal capital for three days, and even asked hundreds of officials in southern Xinjiang to watch the prisoner car to show humiliation......

"Unfortunately, it rained heavily on the first day, and you also know that Sister Su is delicate and frail and even suffered from cold poison in the past, how could she endure that kind of torture?"

Nangong Nana approached Xie Rongjing step by step, her expression innocent and weird, "She died, vomiting blood alive and dying...... Before she died, she still read the name of the Hou Ye, and the names of the group of classmates in Jinling, it's really pitiful......"

Xie Rongjing was still expressionless.

Nangong Nana's gaze shifted downward, clearly catching his bruised fist.

A chuckle curled into her lips, and she said lightly: "If Brother Huaijin loves a woman, he will definitely love him deeply." Bei Xing'er and Sister Su's eyes are very similar, and Brother Huai Jin treats her as a substitute for Sister Su and gives her all the love that should belong to Sister Su......

"I heard that Hou Ye loves Sister Su deeply, doesn't Hou Ye want to regain that imperial love for Sister Su? Kill Bei Xing'er, don't let her defile Sister Su's love, presumably Sister Su will also be blind in the spirit of the sky, right? She will definitely be grateful to Master Hou. ”

The rain is getting heavier.

The girl's voice was hoarse, and it sounded particularly bewitching in the cold night.

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Xie Rongjing: Crazy temptation on the verge of being a demon