Chapter 11: Xiaoluo, you're really enough
"Poof~"
Looking at this scene, Ye Luo smiled unkindly. She wondered if in the eyes of this imperial concubine was a "fruit". He who wears green is unripe, and who wears red is ripe, and who wears black is spoiled.
Ye Luo glanced at Si Yutian with a playful look.
She was playful, clasped Si Yutian's shoulder, and asked the people on the tree: "Imperial Concubine Niangniang, look at it, what kind of fruit is he?" ”
The green-clothed palace woman tilted her head and stared at Si Yutian, who was in a moon-white robe, for a few seconds, and then said, "He is a peeled fruit." ”
"Hahaha!"
Ye Luo couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud without any image.
Si Yutian looked at her a little aggrieved, and there was a bit of helplessness in his infinite eyes: "It's all like this, you still make fun of me." Xiaoluo, you're really enough. ”
If other people dared to make fun of him like this, he would have been lying in the cemetery for a long time, but this bad girl, somehow, really made him angry.
"Don't call me that."
Ye Luo gave Si Yutian a roll of his eyes, then turned to Qin Ke and said, "Lord Dean, why don't you let me try, maybe I can persuade the imperial concubine to come down." ”
Qin Ke was worried, and when he saw Ye Luo's automatic invitation, he was a little surprised: "Can you do it?" ”
Ye Luo hooked her lips and said: "Niangniang came to my yard to climb trees for three consecutive days, which shows that I have a relationship with her." If you don't try it, how do you know if it works. ”
Qin Ke stared thoughtfully at Ye Luo's eyes, this girl, hasn't she been crazy all the time, why did her eyes suddenly become so clear. The madman's pupils are dilated, is her illness cured?
"Okay, I'll give you a chance, let's go." Qin Ke agreed.
Ye Luo nodded, she didn't go directly to the tree to persuade the imperial concubine, but turned around and went into the room and took out a red wide cloak from the wardrobe. The eldest lady of the Ye family loves red very much, and the clothes in the wardrobe are almost all red, alizarin red, hibiscus red, light glass red, ruby red, rose red and dozens of other kinds.
Holding the cloak, Ye Luo climbed the tree neatly.
The imperial concubine is very wary of strangers, but she is not very resistant to Ye Luo, an "acquaintance" who shows herself every day, and lets her get close.
Ye Luo put the red cloak of fire rat skin on the imperial concubine's body, and gently helped her tie the belt and wrap it tightly, "Okay, Niangniang." You're as familiar as me now. Let's go down. ”
The imperial concubine looked at the red cloak on her body in surprise and stroked it lovingly.
"Mother, go down. If the ripe fruit is left on the tree for too long, it will rot. will be like Dean Qin, turning into a bad black fruit. ”
The imperial concubine looked at Qin Ke with a look of disgust; looked at Ye Luo again, and smiled.
"Okay, go down."
As she spoke, the imperial concubine let go of her arms clinging to the branches, and let her body fall down in the manner of "ripe fruit".
"Quick! Catch the Imperial Concubine! ”
Qin Ke exclaimed, and six or seven guards with knives rushed up.
But no matter how fast they are, they can't be as fast as Ye Luo. With a quick hand, she firmly buckled the slender waist of the imperial concubine, and then jumped forward, jumped directly from the two-meter-high thick branch, and landed steadily.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.