After giving Ye Hua the needle, the sky was already hazy.

Hua Xuanji was already frightened, and fell asleep on the side of the bed in a daze, and she didn't know when the old mother left.

In his sleep, he only felt a pair of warm palms constantly lingering on his cheeks, and a warm and watery voice came from his ears, but the voice was three words over and over again.

"I'm sorry."

Hua Xuanji thought it was a dream, but when she opened her eyelids and saw the white jade-like fingers, she really expected that the sound should be true.

Slowly raised his head, facing those cool eyes, Hua Xuanji scratched his head, but found that his fingertips were still on his falling hair, and he was a little embarrassed to pull his hair behind him, and retreated with the small stool.

But he found that he had a red robe on his body, and the embroidered repeated threads made it easy to identify the owner of the dress. I wanted to reach out to take it off, but was stopped by the man with his outstretched palm.

The cool eyebrows and eyes were bent into an arc at this time, and the chin was also outlined with a beautiful arc.

"Just dress like that. It's beautiful. ”

As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned.

The luxurious clothes looked very incompatible in such a hut, Ye Hua looked at the person with his head hanging down and seemed to be a little shy, and suddenly a feeling of uncertainty suddenly appeared in his heart.

When I saw the dagger that day, I thought he was taken away by Bai Yan, and the feeling that surged in my heart should be the so-called jealousy. However, hearing the words of the white flame entourage, the jealousy in his heart was taken away by a powerful worry. The only belief in her heart is that she can't die, and Hua Xuanji can't die.

At that moment, I had long forgotten that she was a broken body, I had long forgotten that she was the villain sent by Bai Yan to snatch the talisman with herself, and even more forgotten that she was just a tool sent by the prime minister to humiliate herself.

Last night's fever subsided early, and when she opened her eyes, she was facing the little face that was a little white, and she was also afraid.

Thinking of everything he had done to her, the three words that he had never said blurted out like that.

Again, and again.

was stared at by him so straightly, Hua Xuanji unconsciously turned red.

"Squeak." The sound of the dilapidated wooden door pushing open broke the embarrassment of the two, Hua Xuanji raised her head, and the old lady from yesterday walked in with two bowls of porridge and a few plates of side dishes.

"The meal is ready, eat something first to replenish your stomach."

I was already a bother, how could I let the old man be busy, Hua Xuanji hurriedly reached out to pick it up, put it on the side of the collapse, last night I had a bad stomach, and I didn't feel the slightest hunger until now, so I turned to Ye Hua and said:

"You eat first, I'll go out to breathe." Hua Xuanji's heart was wound into a knot, and she really needed to be thorough.

Ye Hua didn't want to stop her as expected, but watched her retreat.

That day is coming, and I still don't want to do this.

At the moment of closing the door, Hua Xuanji felt a little loss in her heart. Shouldn't he have left himself?

The old lady took off her washed white apron and sat on the chaise longue, with a few pieces of rags in her hand, and the fine silk thread in her hand seemed to be embroidering something. The white hair hidden in the green silk looks even more profound at this time.

Seeing Hua Xuanji come out, the old lady looked up at her and smiled faintly, and continued to be busy with the work in her hands.

Hua Xuanji smiled back, but was instantly attracted by her seriousness, squatted next to the recliner, watching her stitch movements, and after a while, complicated threads appeared on the thick cloth in her hand.

"It's so pretty." Looking at the exquisite embroidery, Hua Xuanji couldn't help but sigh sincerely. If he had learned to make a pair of sachets for him, would he not?

As soon as the idea was revealed, Hua Xuanji's face turned red, and she turned her head and stared at the handkerchief in the old woman's hand.

"Want to learn?" The old woman's voice sounded above her head, and she put the embroidered handkerchief to one side, brushed the fine threads, and said with a warm smile. seems to see Hua Xuanji's thoughts. Raised eyebrows and flicked slightly into the room.

"Men are very good at this."

"Mama." Hua Xuanji's face turned a little red when the old lady said it, as if she was about to drip water.

Mama just smiled innocently, didn't say anything anymore, and pulled a piece of good foundation, embroidered through a needle finely, stopped for each stitch, let Hua Xuanji look at the stitches, and waited until Hua Xuanji nodded, and then continued to walk the next stitch.

The chick that had been put in the cage last night was released, running and jumping with joy. Xiao Jiu went out early in the morning, not knowing what to find.

Those secret guards didn't know where to hide, and only Mama and themselves were left in the entire courtyard.

Patches of yellow leaves fell from the trees outside the courtyard.

It's autumn. Everything that is peaceful is a little unreal.

It was almost noon when Hua Xuanji found some ways, but the hand holding the needle was crooked as if he did not obey the call. provoked the old lady to cover her mouth and snicker.

Hua Xuanji scratched her head embarrassedly, raised her head to face the smiling face of the old woman, and the doubts in her heart surged up again. A woman's curiosity is powerful, and Ye Hua only told half of his own life experience, and she didn't come to ask about a series of things later.

Looking at Mama's kind smiling face, Hua Xuanji asked tentatively, "Mama." What is the relationship between you and Yehua? ”

"What about you?" Mama did not answer Hua Xuanji's question directly, but threw the question directly to Hua Xuanji.

"I'm ......" Hua Xuanji stopped what she was doing, her eyes looking a little dull.

On the day of the wedding, she was taken back by Ye Huaqiang, although the emperor named himself his concubine, but no one really treated her as her, even Xiao Jiu, when she called herself, she was a little respectful and called Niangniang, not respectful......

Hua Xuanji suddenly became in a trance, yes, who is herself?

When she looked up and looked at Mama again, she had already left where she had been. The autumn sun is also scorching, and it is sunburned on the face, and there is a touch of warmth. Hua Xuanji felt that her heart was just about to be soothed. It's messy again.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang." Just thinking about it, Xiao Jiu's hurried voice suddenly came from outside the door, and the dilapidated wooden door creaked open, scaring away a few chickens pecking rice at the door.

Xiao Jiu realized his hurry, scratched his head, and quickly ran into the hut where Ye Hua was.

Hua Xuanji put down the work in her hand suspiciously, and just wanted to step forward, but dimly heard Xiao Jiu's shouting voice.

Even if she shouted, it was through the door after all, so Hua Xuanji only heard a sentence dimly, but this sentence was enough to make her stay in place.

Your Majesty, you are married.

Outside the door came the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground. A carriage stopped at the door in an instant.

Turning around, the opposite was Ye Hua, whose leg injury was not yet healed by Xiao Jiu.