After a long time, he hummed lightly.

Su Miao waited for his next step, but he didn't wait for half a sound.

She looked at the man's handsome side face, and she didn't seem surprised, even expected.

In fact, Concubine De is right, she is too proud, even if she wants to know, she will not ask sharply, and even if she asks, it is impossible to keep pestering - as if at this moment, he already knows what she means but does not want to talk in detail, she will not continue.

When he looked at him in a trance, the man's slender fingers picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, "The first day of the new year, so do it yourself?" ”

"No, it's not."

She smiled, "It's because you gave me a lot of beautiful flowers, so I learned to make them for you to eat." ”

The man's gaze paused again, and this time he finally looked up at her.

At the beginning, he also forced her to learn to make snacks every day. Later, I don't know when it started, the woman began to be lazy and began to ignore his words.

So it's really rare for her to cook these things herself.

And she still took the initiative, in order to thank him for her "New Year's gift", and even more - it turned out that she was not so heartless.

Looking at each other, Su Miao looked at his slightly frowning eyebrows and blinked, "When you left yesterday morning, you said that there were no New Year's gifts, so I was surprised to see those flowers later, so I thought-you don't lack anything anyway, I might as well make something for you myself." ”

Di Beiyu's eyes darkened a little deeper as he stared at her, "Conscience has recovered?" ”

Su Miao, "........."

She frowned, "What do you mean, Di Beiyu?" ”

"Literally."

After a pause, he added, "Praise you." ”

It's better not to add it!

Su Miao glared at him, "Why didn't I hear you praising me?" "What does it mean that the conscience has been restored? When he was kind to her, she didn't weep out of gratitude or how to drip - the key is that the number of times this man sends flowers is only a handful, okay?

No, no, I didn't count at all, just once!

Di Beiyu looked at her puffed up and was silent for a while, "Xing maybe...... Are you not good enough in your brain? ”

"Emperor Beiyu!" Su Miao was suddenly furious, and rushed over to scratch him.

The man took advantage of the situation to encircle her body in his arms, and a low laugh came out of his throat, "Why, I can't even listen to the truth now?" ”

Su Miao realized that this man was deliberately playing tricks on her, and glared at him angrily, "What is the truth, you don't have a word of truth in your mouth!" ”

The man tasted the osmanthus cake in his hand, and the taste was not very good, but it was barely able to eat.

"It's hard to eat." He commented lightly.

“…… What did you say? ”

"Didn't you say that I didn't have a word of truth in my mouth?" Di Beiyu seemed to smile, "Then I said it was very delicious, is it equivalent to praising you?" ”

“………”

Although this logic is correct, what seems strange?

Su Miao frowned, almost wanting to stuff all the remaining osmanthus cakes into his head.

Eat, eat, eat, eat him, big-headed ghost!

…………

Tsinghua Palace.

Concubine De and Concubine Lian sat in front of Concubine Liang's bed, looking at the woman's sickly face, as if she was going to faint at any time.

Concubine De and Concubine Lian glanced at each other, their faces were undisguised worry, but their eyes were hiding their own thoughts.

Concubine Lian thought for a moment and said with concern: "If Concubine Liang is still unwell, why don't you ask the emperor to come and take a look?" ”