"You may have just had a miscarriage, the mother is poisoned, and the baby has sequelae even if it is born, and it is easier to die early!"

"How did Auntie find the mandala in the future?

Aunt Pei chuckled and said, "After staying in the palace for more than ten years, you can guess one or two of these methods, and the poisoned must be a close relative." Song Yuxuan excused herself to ask for peace for the palace maids of Lan Ruotang, and quietly searched for your personal palace maids' rooms. ”

"Really discovered? Song Yuxuan asked sarcastically, "Who is it?" ”

"Just drink green."

"Drink green?" Pei's mother was busy in the kitchen, and she asked Song Yuqiu while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks: "Do you want the children of Song Yuqiu's family to come and have tea together?" "Of course!" Song Yuxuan agreed without hesitation. Song Yuqiu repeated Aunt Pei's words, and the vivid childish girl appeared on her face, innocent as if she was still in the morning with morning dew, thinking that she was still a little fun, Song Yuqiu asked her to take on the preparation of refreshments in the dining room, and she really lived up to Song Yuqiu.

Aunt Pei frowned: "It's like the poison really went down to the rice, how did you avoid the silver needle to test the poison?" ”

Song Yuxuan raised her head and glanced back at her: "Auntie said." “

"What you see is not necessarily the truth, and you also need to think about it in the long run" Aunt Pei straightened out the pillow for Song Yusui and said: "Song Yusui has seen a lovely and innocent girl who drinks green." ”

"If she is really as naïve and cute as Song Yusui sees...", maybe innocence is just a weapon for her to disguise herself to show Song Yuqiu, but no matter what the ending is, the three of her will have an inescapable relationship, and Song Yusui took great pains to pick these three out of the Huanyi Bureau and bring them back, and she would not have to buy them out, if it was really not the ungrateful generation, Song Yusui would never be merciless and let others slaughter.

Aunt Pei handed the poison box to Song Yuqiu, looked at Song Yuqiu deeply, seemed to penetrate Song Yuqiu's heart, and said, "The wood is already in the boat!" Look at the point! It's still when Song Yuqiu didn't say a word today! ”

Song Yusui sneered and said, "So, is there no child in Song Yusui's family for no reason?" ”

Aunt Pei bowed her head to arrange the medicine bowl, closed her eyes and whispered: "The revenge of injustice will never be settled, I have already lost my life, and I have to pay a few more people, Amitabha!" This is iniquity! ”

Song Yuqiu also closed her eyes, how could Song Yuqiu want to hurt others, in fact, you had to know from the beginning that when Song Yingche took Song Yuqiu back into the harem, Song Yuqiu could never turn back.

Now for the child who can't be born, even if his hands are stained with blood, even if he has fallen into hell.

Song Yusui couldn't continue to sit down, and the next morning, when the sky was faint, Song Yusui opened the bed embroidered with apricot blossom sky shadows, and slowly got down from the bed with bare feet, and the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin spit out a faint tongue of fire, but it was a hideous red, dodging in the dark night.

Slowly pushed away the dusty vanity mirror, took out an eyebrow pencil, carefully sketched a piece of distant mountain daisies, and evenly smeared the red rouge on the palms of his hands, smeared them on his cheeks, covering the sick face, like a delicate hibiscus slowly blooming. Taking a light breath of the fragrance, a vivid landscape painting can't help but emerge in front of your eyes - the mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. Outside the window is a misty scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and the green mountains in the distance are like screens. Open the window, the outside of the hall is foggy, the red gold jewelry is still like a layer of cool mist, Song Yuxuan picked a pair of butterfly love flowers and several silk flowers pressed the messy broken hair due to illness, tortoiseshell Huasheng dodged the uneven hair and tail.

In the bronze mirror, the women are smiling leisurely, and their faces are captivating, but their eyes have lost their tenderness like water, and they feel strange like clouds.

Biru was standing up to wash the palace maid, Song Yuqiu had dressed up properly, sitting in front of the dressing table, smiling at her shallowly, Biru was stunned, knelt down and begged: "The maid is negligent, I don't know that the mother has gotten up." ”

Song Yusui calmly stretched out her hand and smiled calmly: "I have been at home for too long, you can help Song Yusui to Yichun Garden for a walk!" "Yes! Here you go! Xie Changan said to Song Yuqiu, "Song Yuqiu, let's go together, Song Yuqiu thinks you will also like here." Xie Changan is a quiet girl who speaks in a soft voice. On Hao's wrist, a pair of bracelets opposite Xie Changan glowed with a faint cold light.

The bright red camellia in the Yichun Garden wants to wither, the spring flowers bloom the tender yellow flowers, the willow branches have drawn new shoots, full of vitality, and the branches that have never spit out the stamen are also decorated with splendid silk flowers, as if the purple and red overflow the branches, even if it is fake prosperity, it will make people greedy.

Song Yuxuan stood at the door of Zimo Pavilion, and the pink and white camellia bloomed very well. "Biru, why is your face so red?" Song Yuxuan is afraid that you will not be pleasing to the eye. "You know what? Song Yuxuan twisted a branch and smiled to compare Biru's head, but Biru dodged embarrassedly.

"It's good to see my sister's face, and my heart is also very steady." Sister, what do you mean by that? Didn't Song Yusui say it? "I want my sister to know that you don't have a good relationship with your sister, so you did this. Lu Zhaorong and Shi Shiran divided the flowers and willows, and followed by their sisters, and at this time Jin Shunyi was Lu Ningzhu and Yi Concubine.

"Xie Zhaorong is worried about it." This is a portrayal of a famous lady in the south of the Yangtze River during the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties. This woman, who was born in a famous family and has a profound cultural heritage, has formed an indissoluble bond with flowers all her life, and recorded her name in the "History of the South". After everyone greeted each other, Lu Shiya was so fragrant that he had to go to Yichun Garden every morning to pick flowers and polish incense, and several palace maids carried bamboo baskets to carefully pick the sharpest camellia buds.

"Half a year pregnant," Lu Shunyi said, "not only my sister, but I also regret it." It is likely that Lan Ruotang is too angry, or the concubine Niangniang does not accumulate blessings on weekdays, so she harms the fetus. It is better to learn from the sister of the concubine, and worship the Bodhisattva every day. Isn't the queen just giving Guanyin a gift! ”

"Condensation! What is Song Yuqiu? Let's change the title! The concubine is too indulgent on weekdays, and there are no rules at all. "Miss Ningzhu, what the hell are you playing again? Song Yuxuan is Lu Zhaorong. "Who is Song Yuxuan? Song Yuqiu is Song Yuxuan! Ning Zhu smirked, "You know what? "You know what? Lu Zhaorong turned his head and stared at her sister sharply, the phoenix beads, Jin Bu shook a string of tassels and fell down, his head was decorated with cat's eye beads, and he shook it like a condensation among flowers: "Concubine, don't I talk to you?" Give Song Yuqiu a good lesson to her! ”

"Know, call yourself a concubine!" "What do you mean by that? Do you want to be a eunuch? Song Yuxuan got angry when she heard it. What did you say? Lu Shunyi asked in a low voice, "Do you want to be a eunuch?" "Of course not! Lu Shunyi lowered her head and muttered, but the concubine was silent and didn't dare to reply, but she dragged Lu Shunyi to the side, and then looked at Song Yuqiu aggrievedly.