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She's not too old to think so, and she should be.

Just when he was feeling uneasy in his heart, Su Kui thought about it and opened his lips and said: "When the spring returns to the earth in April, the grass grows and the warbler flies." In that case, you can call it a firefly, right? ”

The woman in the chair still didn't open her eyes, she leaned lazily in the chair, her slender and emaciated body shrunk into a ball. From the perspective of the little palace maid, it can be seen that her slender eyelashes are like a row of small fans, trembling slightly under the light and shadow of the shade of the tree.

Inexplicably, I feel breathtaking.

Flowing fireflies, flowing fireflies -

The little palace maid silently read it a few times on the tip of her tongue, and the more she read it, the more she was happy, and at that moment, she immediately knelt down sincerely and kowtowed, and said: "Thank you for the name, in the future, the slave will be called Liuying!" ”

"Well," Su Kui said lightly: "Let's go down and get busy, you don't have to do this big gift in the future, where are there any rules in a place like the Cold Palace." ”

"Master, you—"

Liuying was a little sad and wanted to open her mouth to comfort, but she didn't know what to say. The other party's tone was too flat, and he couldn't hear any sad emotions, but the more this was the case, the more worried Liuying became.

She didn't dare to disobey Su Kui, so she nodded, blessed her body, and said: "The master slave maid first take out the bedding in your house to dry, and then clean the house, you rest first, if there is something, call the slave maid." ”

Su Kui waved his hand, which was the answer.

Liuying didn't dare to go far, so she walked out of the house with the futon and had to look at her secretly, for fear that her head would be clear, and she would think of her family who was no longer alive, and she couldn't think about what happened to her.

Fortunately, after observing for a long time, the other party seemed to be lying asleep in the noon sun.

Liuying breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and finally put her mind at ease and went about her own business.

-

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

There is also a separate courtyard in the cold palace, and the courtyard where Chi Zhan lives is not small, two lush apricot blossom trees grow in the center of the courtyard, and a large open space is some fruit and vegetable seeds that Su Kui called Liuying to find.

The vacant land was divided into ridges, and each row was planted with one kind of vegetables, and one piece of land was brought down, and there were four or five kinds of land.

It's all good growing vegetables, and after another month and a half, you can eat them.

There are not many rules in the cold palace, and for a year and a half, except for the palace maids and eunuchs who are waiting, few people have set foot in it. They all felt that this was an ominous place, and Su Kui was happy.

After experiencing some anxiety, Liuying finally accepted the fact that her crazy master had no medicine to heal herself, but occasionally she was very puzzled when she was busy in the fields with self-satisfaction.

To say that she was also a young lady from an official family, she has been pampered since she was a child, how can she be so proficient in farming? Even she smacked her tongue when she saw it, seeing that she was alone and planted the vegetable field with one hand.

Liuying also planted it herself, but this piece, the master said that she would not be allowed to move, she would raise it herself.

Liuying only thought that she wanted to find something to do in the quiet cold palace, and she didn't stop her. Gradually, the master and servant became familiar with each other, and Liuying was no longer restrained in front of her, but was replaced by admiration.

In Liuying's heart, the master can sing and dance, draw, and play chess. Often sit alone under the tree and play games by herself, although she can't understand it, but she just thinks that the master is a very powerful person.

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In mid-April, it was another afternoon.

After Su Kui finished watering the fruit and vegetable seedlings, she sat on the chaise longue under the apricot tree to bask in the sun, and the warm sunlight hit her face, lining her pale little face, as if her skin was transparent.

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