Chapter 127: Mourning

Lift your feet into the house.

Su Qing supported his head with his palms, and looked at him with smiling eyes, lying in the gauze tent, "Brother Jiu has finished watching the moon?" ”

Rong Heng ......

knew that Su Qing was teasing him when he said this, but when the ninth brother shouted out of Su Qing's mouth, his heart was sweet to death.

Rong Heng smiled dotingly: "How is it, do you want to go and see the moon together?" The moonlight is really good today. ”

Rong Heng's words under the corridor, Su Qing could hear them clearly.

Someone has a good attitude, and the anger that has sprung up in her heart has long since disappeared.

"Do you want to look at the stars together?"

Rong Heng smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Su Qing, "Do you like to look at the stars?" ”

Su Qing shook his head, "You can't look at the stars and the moon in vain, how can you talk about the philosophy of life from poetry and songs, I can only dance with guns and sticks, forget it." ”

Rong Heng smiled: "I just saw the moon with her once, really." ”

Su Qing rolled his eyes, "Tell me what to do with this." ”

"I was only seven years old when I saw the moon that time." Rong Heng ignored Su Qing's white eyes and continued.

Su Qing rolled his eyes again, "I don't care if you're seven or seventy years old, come up and get a needle!" ”

Su Qing got up and went to get the silver needle, but he didn't hear Rong Heng's low words, "Seventy years old, I only look at the stars and the moon with you." ”

By the time all the silver needles were pulled out, it was already the middle of the night.

They didn't say anything all night, and they went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Rong Heng had a new clue about the bracelet, and left the house before breakfast.

Su Qing had a set of punches, and just after washing up and preparing for breakfast, He Qinglan walked like a Christmas tree.

The pink dress is the best cloud brocade.

The whole body is beaded......

Su Qing visually estimated that even if there were no ten catties, there would be nine catties.

Tsk, Christmas trees are really not something that ordinary people can do, especially walking Christmas trees.

"General." He Qinglan stepped forward with a smile and saluted Su Qing.

Between the mannerisms and movements, the rings are clanging.

It was not the princess who called, but the general.

I don't know if it was because of the lucky stars last night or what, Su Qing keenly felt unhappy about He Qinglan's call.

Su Qing, who was unhappy, picked up a meat bun and took a bite, ignoring He Qinglan.

He Qinglan looked at Su Qing in a daze for a moment, then turned to a smile on the corner of her mouth, not feeling embarrassed at all, Su Qing sat down to eat, she raised her feet and walked around a few times, while walking, while looking around the room.

"Here, is the general still used to living? Brother Jiu's main house, everything is good, but it is not very popular, when I came before, except for me and Brother Jiu, almost no one came. He Qinglan said that he was soft and weak, ready to be blown by a gust of wind at any time.

Su Qing listened, feeling awkward.

Fu Xing strained a small face and said to He Qinglan: "Don't move around, Your Highness's underwear may not only be placed in the soft second layer of drawers." ”

Su Qing almost burst out laughing.

He Qinglan was about to reach out and touch a pot of orchids in front of him, but his movements suddenly froze.

On the white and tender face, a red tide appeared from the stiffness.

With a trembling hand, he took it back, turned his head to Su Qing and smiled: "General, why do you want to make a mechanism on the soft collapse?" I used to rest here. ”

While speaking, he glanced at the soft collapse with affection.

Su Qing ignored her.

But Su Qing didn't speak, it didn't mean that Fuxing could bear it. "You can rest now, rest."

Fu Xing said as he looked at the mechanism above the soft collapse.

The threat of Chi Guoguo was on his face.

He Qinglan squeezed the silk handkerchief slightly, "The people in front of the general, has it always been like this?" ”

This time, Su Qing opened his mouth and said with a faint smile: "She is only like this to you, it is about fate." ”

He Qinglan turned his eyes and looked at Su Qing with tears in his eyes, "Does the general not like me?" ”

The Christmas tree turns into a little cabbage in the blink of an eye.

Su Qing ate another meat bun and said with a smile: "You think too much, how can I not like you, I don't know you at all." ”

He Qinglan burst into tears in his eyes, "I was abrupt yesterday, Brother Jiu has already reprimanded me, I'm here to compensate the general, the general doesn't want to embarrass me, I'm really frightened." ”

Su Qing......

Is this a loss?

took a bite of the meat bun, Su Qing didn't take the stubble, the meat bun stuffed with cabbage and pork.

However, Su Qing just hung the little cabbage, and the little cabbage didn't feel embarrassed, and after being silent for a while, he smiled at Su Qing and said: "General, the pot of ink chrysanthemums in the ninth brother's bedroom is okay, I put it in with my own hands, and the ninth brother likes it very much." ”

Su Qing chewed the meat bun and didn't speak.

He Qinglan suddenly smiled, "Look at my memory, the ninth brother and the general are married, how can there be ink chrysanthemums in the new house, it must have been put away by the ninth brother, and the general has never seen it." ”

Holding on to the door frame, he reluctantly stood by the threshold of the inner room, He Qinglan stared at the inner room, as if mourning the pot of flowers that had been removed.

After Su Qing finished breakfast, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, and got up, "Some flowers are dead, but it's still alive, and some flowers are alive, but it's dead, and the festival mourns and changes." ”

After speaking, Su Qing raised his feet and left.

It's so torturous!

This He Qinglan is probably an abnormal brain.

How can a normal person talk like that?

twitched the corners of his mouth, and Su Qing walked out.

I don't know if Vice Admiral Xing is looking for someone to make her upgraded version of the chariot.

Su Qingcai walked a few steps, and He Qinglan chased him out like a gust of wind, but he didn't really come out, just stood on the threshold, holding on to the door frame, "Brother Jiu's house is too plain and clean for me to look at, does the general mind if I help arrange the layout?" ”

Su Qing looked back in astonishment and looked at He Qinglan.

This He Qinglan is really capable, from the moment she entered the door, every word she said made her unhappy, and none of them failed.

And yes, whatever makes her angry, He Qinglan will pick what to say!

It's practiced, right?

A smile curved into the corner of Su Qing's mouth, "No." ”

After saying it softly, Su Qing took out his whip and waved it.

The whip sliced through the air with a sharp thud, and then the whip fell heavily to the ground.

There happened to be a stone on the ground that wasn't too big.

Su Qing's whip fell, and the stones instantly turned into powder.

After a series of actions were completed, He Qinglan of the Su Dynasty smiled and said: "If anyone touches my things, I will be angry, if I am angry, I will beat people, you know, I am like a murderer." ”

"Oh", Su Qing smiled and turned to leave.

Fuxing immediately followed and gave Su Qing a thumbs up, "Master, to deal with this kind of shameless person, you have to do this, this is simply too shameless!" ”

There is another sentence, Fuxing did not say.

He Qinglan is simply a hardcover upgraded version of the county lord of Zhaohui and the old lady of Pingyang Hou.

Their master and servant left, and He Qinglan stood at the door, his nails digging into the door frame.

She heard everything Fuxing said.

actually said that she was shameless, the ninth brother was hers, and Su Qingcai was shameless!