Mao Tuan seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, and snorted twice.

Yuwen Xuanzheng's face was still ugly, she pretended not to see it, and said slowly: "A long, long time ago, there lived a sea king at the bottom of the sea, he had six daughters, and the youngest daughter was the most beautiful......

The sun was shining brightly and sprinkled all over the courtyard. The oily green leaves of the magnolia swayed gently in the warm sun, shaking off a few jade-white petals from time to time, drifting with the wind to the two figures, one red and one blue, like butterflies perching.

The surroundings were so quiet that even the busy bees could not bear to make an extra buzz, and only heard a soft and low voice telling a moving story.

"The little mermaid finally did not kill the prince, and when the sun rose from the sea, she turned into a cold foam when she jumped into the sea......"

She ended the story on a mournful note, raising her eyelashes to meet his staring eyes......

She thought he would ask "why not kill the prince and go back to the sea to live his old life"? She thought he would ask, "Why didn't she tell the prince that she was the one who saved him, that she couldn't speak, that she could write?" She thought he would ask "If it were you, would you choose to kill the prince or turn into a bubble"? But......

"It turns out that a mermaid is something that looks like a human on the upper body and a fish on the lower half......" he seemed to mutter, and fell into deep thought.

Su Jinling's sad expression suddenly cracked. She really couldn't connect His Highness Eight with a wise forehead to a cow. No, she is the blunt cow, His Royal Highness only asked what a "mermaid" is, but she had to ask Rory to talk about "The Daughter of the Sea", which is simply asking for trouble!

"Brother Qi has raised a lot of fish, I remember the last time I went, I didn't see a half-man and half-fish, I don't know if he got it recently...... But as you say, does she have to have a bigger fish tank? ”

As he spoke, Teng stood up.

"I'll go to Shangyuan Palace to have a look, you are waiting for me here, waiting for me......"

As he spoke, he rushed out.

Su Jinling was stunned for a long time...... Is this the sadness of not being influenced by fairy tales? Is it hers or his? She really wondered if Yuwen Xuanzheng was going to fish out the fish and cut their tails to see if they could walk on land? Although it was a bit insulting to think about it, it was a bit insulting to look at him...... It seems that he can do it, but if so, wouldn't he become an instigator himself? Previously it was a small fire dragon, now it is ...... How did she have an uneasy relationship with fish?

She hurriedly took a jujube red sweat towel to wipe off the water on the hair ball, and quickly left the small courtyard.

After bathing, the hair ball was very excited, and the left and right assault ran wildly on the road, and the residual water was dried after a while, and the long hair on the body was as bright as gold, fluttering in the wind, which was extremely handsome.

This night, Su Jinling had a dream, in which Yuwen Xuanzheng squatted with her on the side of the wooden basin to bathe the hair ball, but somehow did she do it, when she raised her eyes, the person was replaced by Xuanchang, and her cold eyes looked at her fixedly: "If it were you, would you choose to kill the prince or turn into foam?" ”

She was startled and woke up suddenly, but saw that it was pitch black all around, and only the night light drew cold plums on the ground through the window screen. There was a sound of insects in my ears, neither loud nor dense.

It's almost midsummer, and in less than half a month, King Yu will marry Fang Yiyun, is Xuanchang okay......

Speaking of which, this is the matter that Xueyang Palace has talked about the most recently.

King Yu is the biological son of Concubine Xian, but it seems that he has never been seen in Xueyang Palace.

Generally, the prince will go out of the palace to open a government and build a mansion after he gets married at the age of fifteen...... But isn't it necessary to have an early pilgrimage in the palace every day? Don't you even have time to take a look at your mother? It's no wonder that Concubine Xian's tone is not very close when she mentions this son.

But then again, maybe she appeared when she was not on duty, because the emperor also came twice, and he heard about it on the second day. So the virtuous concubine that day was in a particularly good mood, her smile was more loving, she would wear a dress with a relatively delicate color, and then sighed "old", and they said in unison, "The twenty-eight girl is not as beautiful and moving as the mother."

After staying in the palace for a long time, the nice words will automatically slip out of the mouth, and sometimes even I will believe it.

Woman...... She lamented that even if she was as noble as a virtuous concubine, she would lose this layer of beauty in the face of the emperor, and she was just a woman.

A woman's strength is only superficial, she would rather remove all disguises in front of her beloved man and be an ordinary woman who can be pampered.

For example, the madness of the mother in the previous life, isn't it only in front of that person? Only seizures in relation to it? She didn't really want to hurt him, she just wanted to find out how much affection he still had for her, she wanted to keep it, but she made each other bleed.

For example, Mo Yuan'er's waiting, did she really not know that Su Jianglie would not appear in Qingxiao Garden at all? Is it that she can only predict the fate of others but cannot grasp her own fate, or is the so-called calculation just an empty expectation? However, she still waited persistently, waiting for that person to arrive, even if it was an imaginary illusion, she could be exchanged for her singing voice and dancing.

For example, Zhang Wanbai's viciousness, if it weren't for the only king with a different surname in this dynasty, how could she ignore the most essential goodness in human nature?

For example, Fan Yingbo's late-night crying, whenever she thinks of it, she always inexplicably associates it with a man......

In her previous life, she didn't know many people, because of her mother's strict restrictions, in addition to going to school, she almost lived a secluded life, and in this life, she has been hiding in Qingxiao Garden for fifteen years. Most of the women who appear in her life are women, but they can't avoid a love word, and they are all worried.

They see them like life, like everything, but what about them? Was it because she, as a woman, couldn't fully understand their minds, or was the world so unjust?

Suddenly a little sentimental, after tossing and turning for a while, he got up and stood by the window.

The moonlight is like a veil, shrouded in the shadows of trees high and low near and far. In the night breeze, the jade white jasmine* flowers seem to turn into stars falling into the lake, and the flowers in front of you are a quiet lake...... Jingyue Lake......

He closed his eyes slightly and sighed. Xuanchang, do you miss it like me, if not......

The south wind brings the fragrance of jasmine, and the warmth of the summer night is filled......

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Because he stood in front of the window for most of the night, and did not take a nap until it was almost dawn, he was in poor spirits, and he sneezed twice, dizzy and painful, and had a great tendency to catch a cold.

If the palace people are sick, they are not allowed to serve in front of the master, the reason is very simple, they are afraid of infecting the master's noble body. It's just that she is not the personal palace maid of Concubine Xian, and she usually walks around outside the palace with a hair ball, and today she has a lot of discussions for King Yu's marriage, so no one pays attention to such a small palace maid.

She didn't know where she went, she just felt that she was sore and weak, and the sun was just right, and the sun was warm and lazy.

The bluestone on the side of the road is also slightly hot, and it is extremely comfortable to sit on.

She hugged the hair ball, chose a bluestone that looked like a long collapse, leaned down, combed the soft golden hair with her hands, and looked at the surrounding scenery with her eyes.

The palace is full of this kind of winding road, the flowers and trees on both sides of the road are dense, the eaves corridor is half hidden and half visible from far or near, and there are dragons and phoenix pavilions scattered among them. Except for the eunuchs and palace maids who occasionally hurried along the road, the guards patrolled on time with guns, and most of the time they were very quiet.

The birds chirped occasionally, and the cicadas chirped endlessly, only to make Su Jinling's eyelids heavier and heavier, and her vision became more and more confused.

She slept very sweetly, and when she opened her eyes, she felt much better, but when she was used to stroking the hair ball in her arms......

She jumped up from the bluestone and looked around in disbelief......

Hairball...... The hairball is gone!

For a while, my mind was blank, if the hair ball ran away, or ran to a place where it shouldn't be...... If anyone is kind enough to send it back, if it is......

I was anxious, but I didn't have an idea.

The best result at the moment is that Mao Tuan returns to Xueyang Palace by himself......

Thinking like this, he was going to run to Xueyang Palace, but in case Mao Tuan didn't go back, Concubine Xian asked......

It was already sweating lightly, and the shadows of the trees on the ground had not moved a little, but it was so good at work, where could it run?

It is forbidden for people to make loud noises in the palace, and once it is discovered, she has lost Concubine Xian's beloved pet......

But how can she find it with such a clue?

She ran two steps east and two steps west, and she didn't know what to do. It's all to blame for their carelessness, it's all to blame for taking this nap, and it's all to blame......

"Woo ......"

After a pause, he turned his head in surprise......

"Woo ......"

But I can't see the hair ball.

The sound seemed to come from a distance, with a slightly empty echo, and it should be from a high place.

His eyes involuntarily locked on the tall rockery.

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Bu Qingyun is indeed not a shoe that can be used for mountain climbing, but taking it off is a worse option.

This rockery was as rugged and rugged as a real mountain, and although she was extremely careful, she twisted her foot several times. Thankfully, her ankle had been tempered and she was still making the march to the top of the mountain*.

The cries of the hairballs grew louder and louder, mixed with excited whining, coming from the top of the mountain.

It's really here!

She gritted her teeth with mixed feelings, and I'll see how I clean you up!

What is the name of the hateful hairball? Don't you see that I'm struggling forward? Why don't you hurry down? Could it be that he was kidnapped by the wicked?

Ignoring the pain under his feet, he rushed towards the pavilion with all his might.

Success at the top!

Stunned......

It turns out that at the foot of the mountain, it is not the curtain that floats by the pavilion, but the calligraphy and painting, on which the light ink is delineated, the pen is vigorous, and the artistic conception is lofty.