A new week has begun, begging for points, pushing, receiving, pink, and so on! Women will cheer for themselves, too!

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Hongluan looked a little frightened, she looked at the big girl who went over and invited someone to sit down: "Sister, I don't know what happened to the female master calling the slave maid?" "There are so many things going on in their yard, and my aunt is still nowhere to be seen, of course she will be afraid.

As she spoke, she stuffed more than a dozen yuan to the person who came, and then poured a cup of tea with weak feet and trembling hands: "Sister drink tea to moisten." "The wrist of the person who stammered was not clever at all, and the person who came to that bowl of herbal tea would not even look at it.

The person who came put the money away and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, just ask about Aunt Hua." She was referring to the Flower Palace Maiden.

"Why, why me?" Hongluan was a little frightened, there were so many palace slaves in the courtyard, and it didn't seem like a good thing to call her alone.

The visitor glanced at Liu Zhen, who was lying on the kang and raised her head to pay attention to her and Hongluan, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes: "It's not because you are blessed to live with her, and you are blessed to have a holiday with their sisters." ”

"Sister, I really can't blame me, it's their sisters who are bullying me;" Speaking of this, Hongluan finally became a little smarter: "Sister Wanwang will say a thing or two in front of the female historian. ”

The person who came patted her hand: "There is nothing that the female master does not know, don't worry." She stood up and glanced at Liu Zhen: "And you, do you want me to go over and ask you to get off the kang?" Come along, the female master doesn't have much patience to wait. ”

Liu Zhen could only endure the pain all over her body and get up - yesterday Qing'er had a very heavy hand, but it hurt her to sweat all over her body.

Hongluan followed the visitor silently, but in fact, there was not much fear in her heart: it was a lie to say that she was afraid that she was not, but in the end, she was going to see the flower girl who was in charge of her life and death; However, she expected that the flower bloom would come to call her, and she was also waiting to see the flower bloom, and she was already ready.

Whether it is successful or not, and how the flower will bloom is extremely important; If she doesn't call Hongluan, Hongluan will also have to find a way to meet her: it is of course very dangerous to have a plot on Hua Bloom; However, she has the intention of winning the position of palace maid, so she can't take care of so much.

The wind and rain are much lighter than yesterday, but not an oil-paper umbrella can stop it; After a while, Hongluan's skirt was already half wet, except for some coolness, there was no other discomfort, and although Liu Zhen only had flesh wounds on her body, the rain-stained dress still made her pain a lot worse.

Liu Zhen is even more afraid than Hongluan, she has already understood a little after yesterday's day, but it is useless to regret it at this point, she can only take one step at a time to see how to adapt to the situation; She thought of this and glanced at Hongluan in front of her, and a trace of hatred and pride flashed in her eyes, and then she was replaced by a look of pain.

Hongluan and his party were not walking fast in the wind and rain, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps running in front of them, and they were all surprised; After seeing the clothes of the people who came, the people who came to call took Hongluan and Liu Zhen to the side to make way for the people who came quickly.

The person who came was a eunuch.

Hongluan recognized the eunuch as Gu Anping in an instant when she looked up, and when she saw the anxiety on his face and the path he was walking now, she guessed that he was looking for herself, but at the moment she couldn't say a word to Gu Anping.

Gu Anping walked up to Hongluan and slowed down, he also saw Hongluan; He had come to look for Hongluan, because he knew everything that had happened in the Imperial Garden, and wanted to stop Hongluan from doing it again: in a few days, Hongluan would be able to leave the palace.

Because of Hongluan's relationship, he knew everyone around him who was blooming, and when he saw the person in front of Hongluan, he knew that he was late. There were so many flavors in his heart that he couldn't taste anything when they were mixed together.

Falling short.

He worked hard, spent all his savings, and owed a great favor, and the matter was about to take the last step: the documents in the palace, the documents that let Hongluan out of the palace; But Hongluan didn't listen to him, she still did what she wanted, and let all his efforts in the past two days be in vain.

The rain was whipped on his body and head by the wind, and his eyes were only slightly on Hongluan in the rain on his face.

Hongluan was ashamed in her heart, especially when she saw Gu Anping rushing over without rain gear, so she didn't even dare to look at Gu Anping's eyes, for fear of seeing his reproach, blame or painful gaze.

The more she didn't dare to look at it, the more she wanted to look, her gaze still quietly swept over Gu Anping's eyes, and then her heart was sad and incomprehensible: Gu Anping's eyes were full of blame, no blame, and no pain, full of worry, worry about her.

Gu Anping guessed where she was going, but he couldn't help a little, things had reached such a point that it was no longer for him to stop or change; Hongluan knew that he was worried that if he had a case, it would be a broken end, and Gu Anping would not be able to save her.

She nodded imperceptibly, and secretly signaled with her eyes when Gu Anping was about to walk past her: She will be fine.

He was worried.

She is comforting.

The two people in the wind and rain didn't say a word, and their eyes could only be separated by a touch, but what they thought was not themselves.

Gu Anping's footsteps did not stop, nor did he slow down beside Hongluan, but accelerated a little: what he can do now is not to add any more variables, in order to ensure that Hongluan can be safe.

Passing by, Gu Anping rushed away without looking back.

Hongluan didn't look up, didn't look back, and kept up with the blooming people unhurriedly; She had no turning back but to keep going.

When she arrived at the house where the flowers were blooming, the warmth that came from opening the curtain made the hairs on her whole body stand up, she shook the rain from the oil umbrella in her hand, and handed it to the palace slave on the side: "Trouble sister." ”

The wind and rain were separated from the curtain, and even the sound of the wind and rain could not be heard, but the sound of the piano was in the ears.

Hongluan turned the screen and saw a palace maid playing the qin, while Hua Bloom was half-leaning on the bed and closing her eyes, not knowing if she was asleep.

The sound of the piano did not stop because of their arrival, and Hongluan and the others did not step forward to salute the flowers.

At the end of the song, Hua Bloom slowly opened her eyes: "Your piano skills have regressed a lot." ”

"Vulgar things touch the heart." The palace maid got up, and gently stroked the qin with her palm, making the qin make a series of pleasant sounds: "The slave courtyard is not a good place to raise the qin and cultivate the heart. ”

The flower bloomed silently for a long time: "You go." ”

The palace maid looked at Hongluan and Liu Zhen, and said while putting away the piano: "This is the person who makes your heart uneasy?" It seems that you have also regressed. After speaking, he picked up the piano and saluted and retired.

Hua Bloom's brows moved slightly: "When did your words become too much?" Ignoring the palace maid, she looked at Hongluan and Liu Zhen.

Hongluan stepped forward to salute the flower bloom and knelt on the ground and didn't dare to say a word: if the flower blooms more, she can't say more, and if she says more, there will be flaws.

Hua Bloom waited until the Fuqin palace maid went out before she said softly: "Your Aunt Hua may have her life affected because of your responsibility, what do you think I should do to you?" ”

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