Outside the Changhuan Palace, Gong Kangshun stood with his arms crossed, leaning on the red pillar, with a pair of big eyes and no eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

When he found that someone was coming, he gathered his thoughts, confronted the man, and asked:

"Second Emperor Brother, what's wrong with that girl?"

Seeing Gong Guanyu's frowning eyebrows, he knew at a glance that he couldn't figure out something, but he didn't think that he might not be able to figure it out.

Hearing Gong Kangshun's voice, Gong Guanyu frowned slightly, looked at her and thought carefully: "That girl is very strange, I can't find half a clue from her face, as if what she said is true." It's just that for some reason, that look is chilling to the spine. ”

Indeed, although the man was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, just something strange.

When she first saw him in the past, he was clearly smiling.

Now not only does he not have a smile at all, but he is still divided.

It's like a different soul.

Gong Kangshun rolled his eyes, and comforted him with relief: "It must be that you are suspicious, how much can a half-old little girl have?" ”

"I don't think so." Gong Guanyu pursed her lips, "Do you know what book she has on the table?" ”

"What book?"

"The Flashy Sutra."

Gong Kangshun was shocked when he heard those three words.

There are books, the glitz is above, the yellow sorghum is below, the prophet is flashy, and then the dream of the yellow sorghum is over.

Since ancient times, people's hearts are not ancient, and the disease of the heart cannot be attacked, and there is no medicine for it.

Only the two biographies of "Flashy" and "Huangliang" are full of tricks and conspiracies, and the world is impermanent, so as to learn from the road of future generations.

I saw him look around, and saw that no one dared to whisper: "Where did she get such a trick book?" ”

"Who knows, maybe the book is fake, how can the real "Vanity Sutra" fall into her hands?" Gong Guanyu's sword eyebrows tightened, and he sighed briefly, "Maybe I'm too careful, I don't know about the harem, and I don't say anything for the time being." ”

How ambitious can a daughter's family be?

……

Gong Que really has no ambitions, the book was lent to her by Su Jingyu, and she just used it as a pastime.

The above is just some intrigues, all of which are tricks played by others, and everyone can understand them.

A little tired, Gong Que suddenly lay on the bed, drowsy.

She did fall asleep, and this sleep came into the night.

When she woke up again, it was dark.

Xu Yuan sat next to her and hummed a song, patting her to sleep.

Although he ran out of tune, Gong Que was still able to piece together this song in his memory.

Something like a lullaby, right?

Those are all things that Gong Chi Chi heard when he was very young, and he can't remember it anymore.

"Ahem, ahem." Gong Que didn't want to break this quietness, but his body was really uncomfortable.

Seeing her wake up, Xu Yuan quickly retracted his hand and showed a narrow smile: "Late, is it uncomfortable?" ”

"Much better." Gong Que lowered his throat and coughed lightly, stretched out his hand towards her, his voice was warm with a little smile, "The bun is scattered." ”

Then he got up and grabbed the wooden comb on the small bedside table not far away: "I'll comb it for you." ”

"Is it scattered?" Hearing this, Xu Yuan sat meekly in front of Gong Que, obediently waiting for Gong Que to comb her hair.

Gong Que raised his hand slightly and took the hair ornament on Xu Yuan's head.

But when faced with the three thousand green silks that Xu Yuan had scattered, the movements in his hands stopped again.

She seems to have forgotten how to put her hair in a bun.

She combed for so many people a long time ago, how could she forget?

- Come to think of it, this time has taken away too much beauty from my aunt.

Gong Que didn't know why he suddenly remembered He Yihan's words, but it was true.

Time has taken away too much beauty, even if it is a child brought up by himself, in the end, it is a stranger.

"Chi Chi, what's wrong? Isn't it uncomfortable again? Feeling that Gong Que hadn't moved for a long time, Xu Yuan was worried that she was starting to feel uncomfortable again.

This sound brought Gong Que back to his senses, and his dull gaze returned to his former calmness.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about what style to comb?"

"How to comb it for a long time, the mother concubine thinks it looks good, hehe~"

"Hmm...... Then comb the snake bun, it's good-looking. ”

Gong Que used to always love combing, but then he didn't comb much, and I don't know why.

"Good~"

Looking at the waterfall crow feather in his hand, Gong Que suddenly remembered a poem-

"Weng Fei is a woman with eyebrows. The sister-in-law looks like she is in good shape. The hair is messy and the bun is biased. Love to put the flower branch in front of the rudder. ”

"Chi Chi, what does that mean?"

"I don't really know, but I just took a look at it and remembered it."

"It's so late, you can remember it at a glance, right?" Xu Yuan played with a strand of hair hanging down to his chest, suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile, "The mother concubine used to be so stupid, there were many things that she couldn't remember, and at that time, the mother of the mother would poke the corner of the mother's forehead and smile and say, 'Yuan Yuan is not playful and didn't carry it well', but ......"

"But the mother concubine really had a good and good back at that time!"

Xu Yuan was halfway through speaking, and suddenly stopped talking.

After a long time, she choked up and spoke, her immature voice full of grievances:

"Delayed, why does the mother concubine have no mother?"

“……”

This question can't be answered even by the gods.

Xu Yuan looked at his right hand puzzled, in his memory, his mother would often hold her hand.

There seemed to be warmth coming from behind, Xu Yuan turned his head slightly, but heard Gong Que suddenly speak: "Don't move." ”

Xiao Tuanzi buried his head in her neck, sighed suppressed, and then said in a trembling voice: "Life and death are normal, more normal than the flow of the four seasons. ”

"In short, there is no one who can't say goodbye, and since they insist on leaving, I won't keep them."

"I can't keep it anyway."

Gong Que almost gritted his teeth and said these words.

She even wanted to laugh at herself, why was she so childish when she had lived for tens of thousands of years.

Whether it is the sentence "Que'er, don't hate", or the sentence "Evil returns my father", every sentence is like a knife that stabs a little bit of red in her heart.

She is also afraid of pain, but she has always been able to endure it, and she does not say anything when it hurts, it has always been like this.

The deepest pain in this world is the pain in my heart, which is really painful to the bone marrow.

But when she was in so much pain that she couldn't stand it, why didn't anyone come to hug her?

Gong Que also wanted to know why those people didn't want her, but ......

There is no reason, just leave, and don't even leave a piece of clothing for her.

It should have realized something, Gong Que returned to his original indifference, and in the middle of his mind, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes:

Those who betray must die, not certainly, but must!

"Delay, don't cry." Xu Yuan hesitated and stretched out his hand, but finally made up his mind, and gently patted Gong Que's little head, "The mother concubine won't leave, the mother concubine has always been by Chi Chi's side, and she won't go anywhere." ”

A hard-beaked duckling: "I didn't cry. ”

Yes, I didn't cry, but it was more uncomfortable than crying.

Gong Que sniffed and retreated in the blink of an eye.

Holding the comb, he returned to the original topic: "Just comb the spirit snake bun, I'm familiar with that." ”

"Okay~" Xu Yuan clapped his hands and laughed, and then sang the broken ballad again.

At this time, Gong Que heard the lyrics in her mouth clearly:

"Can you make a hairpin for me? Can you do it for me? Can you make tea for me? Can ...... for my gray hair"

……