No one expected this change.

After the praise of the saint, everyone thought that it must be followed by a sentence of 'giving tips' marking a splendid future, but unexpectedly it became this sentence of 'giving red flowers' without a trace of attachment and human affection.

"Emperor, Your Majesty......" Xue Qiaoling's two lips stained with red lipstick trembled slightly, muttering a whisper that only she could hear.

She looked as if she had been drained of her soul, and her expression was slightly sluggish.

"Xue Hainiang, the eldest daughter of the Ministry of Shangshu?" The calm and magnetic voice never contained a trace of human touch, and Nan Jiuxi's fiery eyes condensed on her.

Xue Hainiang bowed slightly, and her voice was full of joy, like a new warbler and a young phoenix, "The courtier Xue Hainiang knocked on my emperor, long live, long live, long live." ”

Nan Jiuxi pinched her chin with interest, "The eldest daughter of the Xue family is indeed the eldest sister's style, dignified and courteous. ”

After saying that, Xue Qiaoling's jade face turned pale again, and her eyes flashed, as if a hatred passed by in a flash.

Xue Hainiang didn't say a word, bowed her head slightly, and always listened quietly.

"Raise your head and show me—"

Xue Hainiang was stunned, there was no ripple in her heart, and she raised her eyes and looked directly at Nan Jiuxi.

Just like buried in the depths of memory, the angular outline, the cold and flamboyant eyebrows, and the red lips are slightly red.

"The appearance is really outstanding, and the beauty is outstanding, but at the time of the elegance, he is wearing a blue coat, which inevitably looks a little cheesy, come on, give the red flower——"

For a while, many people in the hall who were in front of the forehead, either show girls or palace maids, couldn't help but cast a look of pity, ridicule, and hatred.

Only Xue Hainiang knelt alone on the top of the main hall, lowered her head, her fingertips trembling with cold under the water sleeves, and the corners of her lips raised: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live." ”

Those who were given red flowers and can still smile like flowers and shout long live are the only ones in the past, I am afraid that Xue Hainiang is the only one.

The friendship between Xue Hainiang and Mingxi has always been subtle, if you stand in Xue Hainiang's position, she is clearly the master and servant, but in fact she is as close as a sister, if you look at Mingxi, since she was seven years old and Hai Niang became attached to Xue Mansion, Xue Hainiang is the only master she recognized in this life.

It goes back many years -

At that time, she was seven years old, Hai Niang was eight years old, and the people who were a year older than her next year were not only a little weaker than her.

That year, Xue Hainiang wore a lotus pink wide-sleeved skirt, and her delicate face like Hetian white jade was full of domineering and bright smiles. The so-called venue is nothing more than a group of people walking the rivers and lakes taking advantage of the lively streets of the Lantern Festival to play some acrobatics to support their families.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, all dignitaries and nobles, don't miss it when you pass by, the annual Lantern Festival 'Lantern Acrobatics', the rich hold a money field, this has no money to hold a personal field, Huang is here to thank all the fathers and fellow villagers, all the nobles-" The speaker is already an old man with a face full of wrinkles and slightly frosty sideburns.

Looking at the crowd again, a shirtless, big-shouldered and round young man, holding a dagger, closed his eyes tightly, and silently chanted a spell in an unpredictable manner.

The blade had already been submerged in his mouth, but the man with a big waist and a round waist was smiling and squinting, and after a while, he took the dagger out of his mouth, and the blade flashed like a stab in front of the mouth, without a trace of blood.

"Good, good—"

The entrance of the alley is located in the middle of nowhere, and most of the people who come and go are Bai Ding, who cannot read and hyphenation, and now at first glance at such a breathtaking scene, they immediately burst into an uproar.

And Xue Hainiang can be described as a wonderful flower that strayed into it.

When she was young, she was always playful and lively, but the strange thing is that she did not like to gather in the prosperous places that dignitaries and nobles often cared about, such as Guanghua Street and Chang'an Road, but was keen to hang out in the alleys near the slums and other markets frequented by ordinary people.

At first, the nurse of Xue Mansion still had the intention of 'correcting' her, but over time, seeing that this little girl was always stubborn, the nurse had to go crazy with her.

"Hmph, who knows if the blade you carry is open or not-" Xue Hainiang, who was young and ignorant and childish, opened her mouth and said.

It is as crisp and pleasant as a silver bell in the wind, and it still has an unfading milky voice, but it is like the ancient bronze bell that ringers at Notre Dame Cathedral for the last time, and it explodes in everyone's ears.

It was Rusi who was accompanied by the milk voice that had not yet faded, but made Huang, who had always had a gentle temper, jump like thunder, and he stepped forward to take Xue Hainiang away, "Okay, you are a broken child, what nonsense, whose child, don't take it away quickly......"

According to Huang's expectations, it is just a small episode that often happened in previous years, and it is just a little child, when he is handed over to the elders of her family to take away, and then he can appease the crowd, which can naturally calm the confusion of the viewers - he can't forget, for the sake of insurance, they will always insert 'their own family' in the crowd every time they juggle, and even if there are some rumors that are unfavorable to them in the crowd, they can turn the danger into a disaster.

I don't know if I have responded to that classic, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually meet unclean ......

Huang didn't think about it, he just wanted to pick up this little girl, Xue Hainiang's thin, ruddy lips opened and closed, "My father is a court scholar, these, I have the right to be Miss Ben's good mood to reward you today-" After saying that, he pulled off the purse embroidered with begonia patterns around his waist, poured out the broken silver, and sprinkled it at his feet.

Before Huang came to his senses from the sentence 'My father is a scholar', he was already pushed aside by a wave of people.

After all, silver is the species that attracts the poor people the most in the world, and at that time, Mingxi was ten times poorer than the poor people, she grinned, spread her little short legs, and ran towards Xue Hainiang's side, and then ...... I don't know if it was because of her short legs, or because she underestimated the appeal of the silver to the poor people, and when she came, before she could catch her breath, the broken silver had already been snatched away.

In my ears, only the voice that sounded like a mountain stream and a sweet spring sounded, and there was still a little childishness in it, "This uncle, I wonder if you can use the knife that Miss Ben carries with you, according to your methods and your actions, to repeat Miss Ben, if it works......" She smiled a little meaninglessly, and then took out a piece of gold from her purse, "This ingot of silver is the right for Miss Ben to treat you all." ”

Mingxi, who had just gasped for breath, saw this scene, and his eyes lit up.