The sound of water sounded, he stretched out his hand, his slender five fingers slowly rubbed, under the candlelight, like a piece of carved jade, his knuckles were white and perfect, and his wrists were slender but full of strength.

He stared at his fingertips for a long time, and the next second, the slender two fingers rubbed lightly again.

The soft touch of mutton fat seems to be still beating at the fingertips.

"Ding, Bao."

A warm and low voice sounded, like a murmur.

At this moment, Ding Bao, who was far away in the imperial tomb, suddenly sneezed loudly in his sleep.

She woke up.

There was a sharp pain in my heart.

Her heart hurt as if she was being stirred by a knife, and her beautiful face was white.

The original owner's heart was sick.

Ding Bao crawled out of bed, and then pulled out his box of medicine from under the brick at the door.

The box opened, and there were stacks of square brown-red medicine cubes inside, and Ding Bao picked one up with his trembling hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hoo ......"

After a long time, with the bitter smell of medicine permeating the entire mouth, the colic in the heart and mouth was also relieved a lot.

Covering his heart, Ding Bao sat on the ground and slowed down.

The original owner's heart disease was not born, although he was born in a family, but his childhood was not smooth, and the second and third rooms suffered a lot in order to compete for favor.

The disease of heart disease also fell at that time.

Since then, this specially formulated medicine for heart ailments has been carried with me every day.

Thinking of this, Ding Bao lowered his eyes and counted the remaining medicine blocks in the box.

There are more than a dozen pieces left.

According to the frequency of the original owner's illness, these drugs can last for a year.

Closing the box, Ding Bao threw it on the bed casually, and then slowly stood up.

"Hiss......"

There was still a dull ache in my heart.

I definitely couldn't sleep, so Ding Bao sat on the bed all night with his eyes open.

Just after dawn the next day, footsteps could be heard outside the hut.

Su Sleeve came back, and when he pushed the door in, he happened to be looking at Ding Bao.

Her face was indifferent, and she lowered her eyes quietly.

"Didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

Ding Bao yawned, rubbed his red eyes, leaned against the wall with a languishing face, and asked casually.

"Well, where did you go last night?"

Su Sleeve continued to say calmly.

"I got lost in the imperial mausoleum last night, but fortunately I found a way out."

Ding Bao looked at her eyes, which were calm and uneasy.

She nodded.

As a tool person, she only needs to follow the plot well.

In addition to the plot, you also have to speed up the mission.

Thinking of this, Ding Bao lowered his eyes and sighed faintly.

"Su Sleeve, you have been following this palace for nearly two years, and now this palace has ended up like this, and you are the only one who treats me sincerely."

Su Sleeve looked down at the pitted stones under his feet, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before this palace maid died, she still shouted to him again and again, if you want to kill, kill Concubine Zhuang, she is just a palace maid and doesn't know anything.

The woman in front of me doesn't know if she's really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

Although he was sarcastic and impatient in his heart, Su Sleeve still spoke.

"That's what a slave should do."

When Ding Bao heard this, he slowly turned to look at her, and a pair of beautiful eyes were filled with a layer of tears like mist.

Without waiting for Su Sleeve to react, Ding Bao grabbed her hand and clenched it tightly, his face full of emotion.

"You also know that this palace has not lived long, but you still follow this palace into this imperial mausoleum, life and death, and it is difficult to find such loyalty in the world. In this way, in the future, you and I will be commensurate with each other, and you won't call me Niangniang, just call me, sister! ”