"What legend?" Gu Nanqin's heart moved slightly, and instantly changed into a small appearance waiting to listen to the gossip, found a stool to sit down, and beckoned Yingsleeve and Zi'an to sit down, it seemed that it was almost a plate of fried melon seeds.

However, now that it was getting late, and he was very curious about this gossip, Gu Nanqin did not ask anyone to prepare to fry melon seeds, but seriously waited for Xiao Zi'an with his chin in his hands.

Xiao Zi'an did not disappoint the two, and described the legend he heard word for word, which made the two girls unsatisfied, and wanted to hear a happy ending again.

In fact, the blue lotus is just a token of a man and a woman who fall in love in the story, but unfortunately the two did not achieve positive results, but a life of death, yin and yang, life and death, which provoked this blue lotus flower to become a taboo thing for the girls of the Jin and Yuan dynasties.

Gu Nanqin couldn't listen to the ending of the two people in the story who knew each other until she finished listening, and shouted a little sadly: "How can it be a tragedy? Since you love each other, you naturally have to stay together, otherwise, who else wants to read those books? Thinking about it, the book is so sad, wouldn't the real life be more bumpy? ”

Xiao Zi'an choked, although she thought that the person in front of her would definitely not be able to hear the tragic ending, but she didn't expect that she still had such a crooked reasoning, and she was helpless for a while: "...... But that book doesn't necessarily end in a comedy? Mixed with joy and sorrow, you can deceive the girls' tears. ”

"Yo. Aren't you a dead lump of wood? How do you still understand the girl? Gu Nanqin was still immersed in the legends and stories told by Xiao Zi'an, and finally changed her mind to ponder today's events, "Then you say, does Guang Yao know this legend?" Since the blue lotus flower represents that the two love each other but can't stay together, how can she hang on her body every day? If this matter is small, it means that Guang Yao is young and ignorant, and when he is older, he will die early on the curse saint! ”

"Zi'an doesn't think she doesn't know." Xiao Zi'an pondered for a moment before raising his head and said, "I have also found someone to see this picture of cyan and Tilian, it is not a particularly beautiful pattern, but it is surprising."

If you don't like the story, or don't know the story, you won't wear it with you.

Moreover, how could the embroidery workshop in the palace make such a mistake? In case it is found out, the people in the entire embroidery workshop will not be able to save their heads, how can anyone embroider such a thing for Yao Concubine? ”

“…… Therefore, it is very likely that this was embroidered by someone close to her, or even by herself. Gu Nanqin quickly summed up, her eyes rolled and rolled like a clear spring, but she said, "No, in addition to knowingly committing a crime, there is another possibility." ”

“…… Framed by others. Xiao Zi'an and Gu Nanqin spoke in unison, but they were word-for-word.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but Ying Sleeve, who still couldn't change his mind from the story, was still lamenting at the moment: "...... Why can't you think about it, you have to jump off the wall? ……”

Gu Nanqin and Xiao Zi'an looked at each other when they heard this, but they suddenly laughed out loud after a while.

The little sleeves frowned and looked at the two of them with puzzled frowns, but they hadn't figured out what they were laughing at.

……

"Master, there is a saying, the old slave doesn't know whether to say it or not." Mama Ye originally came to add some tea to Jiang Li, but unexpectedly she accidentally saw a tightly wrapped white cloth on his arm.

It stands to reason that the master studied under Ning Tingke, and studied both civil and military, not only learned the strategy, but also became a first-class master in martial arts, even if it was his close guard Yan Ran, under the real knife and gun, he might not be able to have Jiang Li's own power.

Mama Ye has been in the palace for many years, and her mind is clear, so she doesn't want to point fingers at her master's affairs; Helplessly, it is precisely because the mind is too transparent that I can guess the origin of this wound, so there is this sentence.

Jiang Li had just finished watching the morning's recital, and was busy drinking tea and appreciating paintings, when she suddenly heard Mama Ye's words, and her mind changed slightly, and she knew what she meant.

Wan Er chuckled, thinking that Mama Ye was doing her best to take care of this villa for herself, and still gave Mama Ye a step down: "...... Mama might as well say it directly. ”

Mama Ye's slightly thoughtful gaze fell on Jiang Li's cold eyebrows, but the words in her heart still blurted out: "The old slave knows that he shouldn't meddle with the prime minister's affairs, it's just that the one in the palace has a slightly different identity." The master now seems to be under one person and above ten thousand, but in fact, he is also between the sea of fire and the sword mountain, and it is difficult every step, so it is best not to have anything to do with that person. ”

said it vaguely, but Jiang Li was full of it.

Jiang Li did not get angry, but looked at Mama Ye with a warm and soft gaze, seeing that this old mama who had no relatives and no reason almost regarded herself as her own son, her thoughts flipped in her mind, but she remembered her adoptive mother who had given half her life for herself.

"Mama, what do you think of Cheung Chau?" Jiang Li will only call himself "Cheung Chau" in front of his close people and elders, and vice versa.

Mama Ye didn't know why Jiang Li said this, but she muttered for a moment and said: "The prime minister shoulders the heavy responsibility of the country's society, and can endure what ordinary people can't do, and can endure what ordinary people can't." ”

Jiang Li's eyebrows and eyes were all smiling, and her voice was soft like a jade boy: "That grandma should also believe that Changzhou is." The matter of the one in the palace, Changzhou has his own plans. Whether it's the sea of fire or the mountain of knives, I have to take her down safely. ”

At this point, although Mama Ye was stunned, she had to stop talking, and just lowered her eyes: "...... Be. ”

Although there were thousands of puzzles in her heart, Mama Ye saw a full piece of starlight in the elegant and warm in Jiang Li's eyes.

That starlight, is it because of the eldest princess of Yongjia? But those two have obviously never had any intersection, so how can they ...... Mama Ye was even more puzzled.

Only Jiang Li, at the moment when Mama Ye turned to leave, smiled and smiled, as seductive as when she first saw Gu Nanqin.

……

It should have been a good day with clear skies and a bright mood, but Gu Nanqin had just stepped out of the door of the princess's palace when she touched today's mold.

A sedan chair carved with a bead curtain carved gold passed by, but the sedan chair man didn't know why, as if he hadn't seen Gu Nanqin at all, not only did he not even kowtow, but he went on a rampage, as if his feet slipped, the sedan chair was crooked, and he looked at the pear wooden pole and went in the direction of the princess, Gu Nanqin was already at the root of the wall, although his steps were fast, he skillfully dodged the blow of the rod, but he was slipped by the stone under his feet, and the whole person staggered to the ground.

It's good now, seeing that the sun is good today, Greedy Liang wore a thin gauze skirt, but now he happened to be an accomplice to the long abrasion on his arm.