Therefore, Du Jianbo became the most isolated party of the Du family. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

But he had no regrets, and even did not hesitate to quarrel with his father and sister.

The flowers in the courtyard bloomed very quietly, and the faint fragrance seeped out little by little, soaking the entire Wu Guogong Mansion in it.

Zhou Xiaoxiao likes this flower, and when she has time, she will personally go to the garden to pick a few flowers, or insert them in a vase, or make tea directly.

Zhou Xiaoxiao likes to drink flower tea, and when Wen Ci comes to be a guest, Xiaoxiao often makes tea for Wen Ci in person.

One day, Wen Ci came again and brought some candied fruit and honey with him.

Because everyone is more familiar, Lin Yu is also busy with his own affairs, leaving Xiaoxiao and Wen Ci to chat alone in the garden.

"Brother Wen Ci, try this, my newly made flower tea." Xiaoxiao gently poured a cup of tea for Wen Ci.

The white tea cup looks very round, crystal clear inside and out, without a trace of flaws.

Just like Wen Ci's position in Xiaoxiao's mind, it's perfect.

As the years go by, Xiaoxiao has become more and more stable, and she will no longer babble like before, especially when she is alone with Wen Ci, Xiaoxiao even seems to have completely changed as a person.

Although it is strange, Xiaoxiao understands very well that she wants to make a good impression on Wen Ci because she likes Wen Ci.

"Well, this tea is good, sweet, and fragrant."

was praised by Wen Ci, and smiled as sweet as honey in his heart.

"As long as Brother Wen Ci is willing, I will make you tea every day in the future." smiled and said it implicitly, but the crimson face still couldn't hide the true thoughts in his heart.

Wen Ci is also a smart person, and he suddenly understood that Xiaoxiao was something in his words.

It's just that Wen Ci still cares about Zhou Zhengzheng, and for Xiaoxiao, it may be more of a brother and sister.

"I'm afraid I don't have this blessing," Wen Ci squeezed out a smile and said slowly, "You are still young, if you can, you can teach this craft to your sister." ”

After Wen Ci finished speaking, his eyes stared at him and smiled.

It's just that I'm afraid that if Xiaoxiao gets angry, Wen Ci will also feel a little embarrassed.

After listening to Wen Ci's words, Xiaoxiao also understood.

The smile that had been hanging on his face gradually sank.

Although he was not rejected very embarrassed, this way also made Xiaoxiao feel sad.

Even for a moment, Xiaoxiao doubted that if there was no sister Zhou Zhengzheng, then Wen Ci would not accept him.

But all this is just assumptions, and the cruelty of reality makes Xiaoxiao unavoidable.

Xiaoxiao picked up the teacup and drank it dry in one go.

Pink's lips twitched slightly, as if she had a lot to say, but she didn't say it.

Wen Ci on the side didn't know what to say at this time, and the atmosphere that suddenly quieted down made the air around him look extremely solemn.

The wind was very quiet, and you could still hear the traces of the wind passing through the treetops.

"Well, it's nothing, I'll go first." Wen Ci was about to get up and leave.

was stopped by a smile on his face.

"Then Brother Wen Ci wants to meet my sister?"

One word hits the center, Wen Ci often comes to the mansion of Wu Guogong, in fact, many times he just wants to find an opportunity to take a look at Zhou Zhengzheng. Even if you can't speak, it's content to look at it from a distance.

"If Xiaoxiao can arrange it, that's the best." Wen Ci did not go against his heart and said his true thoughts.

Although this is cruel to Xiaoxiao.

But Xiaoxiao still agreed, and would find an opportunity to let Zhou Zhengzheng and Wen Ci meet alone.

In the wings.

"Sister is free today, come with me to the garden to sit down, I just learned to make some plum blossom cakes, sister can come and taste them."

Seeing Xiaoxiao so warmly invited, Zhou Zhengzheng agreed.

At the same time, Wen Ci was also dressed up exquisitely and appeared in the garden of Wu Guogong's mansion.

Zhou Zhengzheng didn't expect Wen Ci to be there, and after looking at each other and smiling, he also sat down.

"Try them all, I just made them." Xiaoxiao smiled hard, trying to make Zhou Zhengzheng and Wen Ci feel at ease as much as possible.

Zhou Zheng looked very generous, took one and ate it.

"Yes, that's good! My sister's craft has grown again. ”

Xiaoxiao showed a faint smile, and then suddenly said: "I forgot to bring the tea, without tea, my mouth will be very dry."

With that, he left with a smile.

Looking at the back of the disappearing smile, Wen Ci's face showed a trace of guilt, but soon, Wen Ci's attention was all on Zhou Zhengzheng's body.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Miss Zhou is okay?" Wen Ci tried to talk to Zhou Zhengzheng.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Zhou Zhengzheng nodded slightly.

"I heard about His Royal Highness King Yu, and I also asked Miss Zhou to mourn." Wen Ci continued.

"Thank you." Zhou Zhengzheng smiled slightly, but did not say anything more.

"If Miss Zhou doesn't dislike it, I'm willing to take care of Miss Zhou for the rest of my life." Wen Ci plucked up the courage and said the words that had been buried in her heart for a long time.

Zhou Zhengzheng's heart trembled slightly, but his face was still as calm as water.

"Thank you, Son-in-law. In my heart, His Royal Highness King Yu still lives. Zhou Zheng said slowly, more like talking to himself.

"People can't be resurrected after death, why is Miss Zhou suffering." Wen Ci didn't want to miss this rare opportunity and worked hard to get it.

"Wen Ci Gongzi has a heart, but he wants to see people in life and corpses in death, and now there is nothing, I can't believe that Brother Chao has left me." Zhou Zhengzheng said very seriously, and his whole body was full of unblasphemous demeanor.

"I didn't mean that, Miss Zhou, don't be angry." Wen Ci was anxious.

"I still have something to do, Mr. Wen, please take care of it." Zhou Zhengzheng stood up, bowed slightly, and left the garden first.

In the palace, raindrops hit the steps of the Sumeru Seat, washing away all the dust. The flying eaves are like a wing of a big eagle, very hard but very elegant.

A sudden gust of autumn wind swept off the few remaining leaves on the branches. He also blew the fallen leaves under the trees to the corners of the wall, as if he had swept away the subordinates who had made mistakes. The cold wind and ice rain washed the eaves fiercely, revealing a pitch-black color. The weeds in the corner, no matter how strong they were, were defeated, drooping their heads, without a trace of life.

Just like Emperor Qingfeng at this time.

Emperor Qingfeng has had no antidote for two months, and he seems to be in a catastrophe this time, and his body is even more hollowed out, lifeless.

His lips were chapped and bloodless, as if he hadn't drunk water for a long time.

"Come on. Help me. Emperor Qingfeng groaned in pain, and he didn't have the strength to speak loudly at all.

Several eunuchs served left and right, "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor has been prescribed dozens of times, and they all say that there is no way." ”