The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 272 271: If you have a lover, why can't you finally get married?
Leng Shuiyi was amused by Nan Zhuohua's small expression, and asked the maid to make a pot of scented tea for her.

"This is freshly brewed scented tea, and the petals are freshly picked and brewed. Princess Yiguang should try it."

Leng Shuiyi didn't know that Nan Zhuohua didn't like tea, and Nan Zhuohua didn't show any dislike.

Faced with something she has never tasted before, Nan Zhuohua sniffs it first with her small nose. It is very fragrant. She holds up the teacup, sticks out her small tongue and licks it first. It tastes good.

She took two sips, and the taste was fragrant, better than the tea she had tasted before, sweet, not as bitter as the tea she had tasted before.

After tasting, she nodded and gave affirmation, "It's delicious."

"As long as Princess Yiguang likes it."

Nan Zhuohua looked at Leng Shuiyi's immobile ankle, covered with a layer of white gauze, concerned, "Is sister Leng's feet better?"

Leng Shuiyi smiled: "The imperial physician has already diagnosed and treated it. It will be fine if you rest for a while. Princess Yiguang doesn't have to worry."

Nan Zhuohua handed the bottle of medicine to her, "This is the medicine for traumatic injury. It was on the way here just now. Elder sister Yici entrusted me to give it to you. It is useful for the injury on your foot."

Leng Shuiyi took the porcelain bottle and was slightly stunned: "You were sent by Princess Yuning? Did she say something?"

Nan Zhuohua said: "She said that when she is free next time, come and play with me together."

"Is that all you said?" Leng Shuiyi looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, feeling a little lost.

Nan Zhuohua nodded his head seriously.

"I see, thank you Princess Yiguang."

Leng Shuiyi bent her red lips lightly, and a sense of loneliness flashed across her slightly restrained eyes.

The porcelain vase was placed on the table, she raised her eyes and looked at the window lattice, her eyes were a little wandering.

On the window lattice, hung a string of wind chimes.

Nan Zhuohua was sensitive by nature, felt her mood suddenly depressed, and that beautiful face turned into a layer of sadness.

Nan Zhuohua sat up straight obediently, digging his fingers underneath, a little dazed.

I don't know what happened to Sister Leng suddenly.

There was a breeze in front of the window, and the wind chimes blew, and the crisp bells sounded.

Leng Shuiyi looked at the wind chime, his eyes were rippling by the wind.

The melodious sound of the bells also attracted Nan Zhuohua's attention, she turned to look at the string of wind chimes, "It's so beautiful."

She couldn't help getting up, and took a closer look.

This string of wind chimes is a little different from the ones you see in ordinary times. The pendants on it are wood-carved birds, butterflies, and dragonflies, which are lifelike.

It reminded Nan Zhuohua of the wooden carved kitten that Leng Shuiyi gave her when they first met. It seemed that the wind chime was made by the same person.

Under the wind chime, there is still a little puppet hanging from it. Nan Zhuohua raised his head and could vaguely see the outline, but he couldn't recognize who the little puppet was.

Nan Zhuohua pointed, looked back and asked, "Sister Leng, who is this?"

Leng Shuiyi's eyes trembled as if a dragonfly had just touched water, and he lost his voice, "It's an old friend."

Nan Zhuohua took a closer look again, the puppet had long hair and high beams, with a tall and slender figure carved, it should be a man.

She sat back on the stool again, put her arms on the desk and supported her forehead, and asked Leng Shuiyi, "Did he carve the puppet kitten you gave me last time?"

The "he" she said was the puppet on the wind chime.

Leng Shuiyi suddenly laughed, "How do you know he carved it?"

Nan Zhuohua shook his head: "I don't know, I guess."

Leng Shuiyi secretly sighed, she is really a delicate and transparent little girl.

Nan Zhuohua glanced at the servants in the palace, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Is that person very important to Sister Leng?"

Leng Shuiyi stared at her blankly.

This little girl seems to have the ability to see through people's minds.

Nan Zhuohua lightly fanned his lower eyelashes, looked at Leng Shuiyi with a pure smile, "I didn't guess this time, it was Sister Leng's eyes that told me."

She can always see the hidden emotions in a person's eyes.

From the moment she sat down, Sister Leng's eyes were always looking at the wind chime hanging on the window lattice, like a subconscious movement.

She should sit here and look at the string of wind chimes on weekdays.

Something that can make a person pay so much attention must be something that makes her care about it.

Leng Shuiyi was frightened, frightened by Nan Zhuohua's intelligence.

She raised her hand and said to the palace people in the hall: "You all go down first, my concubine and Princess Yiguang have a heart-to-heart chat."

Talking intimately with a five-year-old girl, can we chat together?

The palace people murmured in their hearts, but did not dare to say a word on their faces, and exited the palace respectfully.

Only Nan Zhuohua and Leng Shuiyi were left.

Leng Shuiyi tapped her forehead lightly, and said with a smile, "What a clever fellow."

Nan Zhuohua smiled cheerfully with his neck folded, revealing a row of white teeth.

Really like a cunning little fox.

She pointed to the little puppet and asked again: "Does sister Leng like him?"

Leng Shuiyi pondered for a moment, his eyes trembling slightly: "I used to like it."

Nan Zhuohua stared at her with clear eyes, "You like it now too."

This is an affirmation.

Leng Shuiyi hooked her red lips, noncommittal.

Her slightly narrowed eyes were a little sad, she whispered: "What's the use of liking, and we can't be together."

Nan Zhuohua's ink-like pupils were clear and ignorant: "If you have a lover, why can't you get married in the end?"

Leng Shuiyi smiled, a little helpless: "Because there will be many obstacles," gently pinching the tip of Nan Zhuohua's nose, "When you grow up and understand love, you will understand."

Nan Zhuohua said seriously: "I don't need to grow up, I understand now."

"No matter what is in the way, as long as two people want to be together, they can always be together."

It is obviously a childish baby face, but those almond eyes have innocence and innocence, but also have a wisdom that does not match the age.

It also hides the maturity and stability that has gone through ups and downs.

Leng Shuiyi suddenly wondered whether the little girl in front of her was only five years old.

She shook her head and sighed: "I have now become the concubine of this harem, the emperor's woman, no matter how much I say, it is impossible to be together."

As soon as he entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and from then on Xiao Lang was a passerby.

In Nan Zhuohua's heart, she suddenly felt sad and sad. Seeing that her lover could not be together, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

She looked at the puppet and asked Leng Shuiyi, "Is he still alive?"

This question made Leng Shuiyi somewhat puzzled, and nodded: "Alive."

Nan Zhuohua puffed his cheeks, "Since he is still alive, Yin and Yang are not separated, but only separated by a palace gate, why can't they be together?"

"No amount of obstruction can compare to a 'death.'"

Now that they are alive, if they want to be together, there is always a way to be together.

Leng Shuiyi was once again shocked by the little girl in front of her.

Although she was only five years old, she couldn't use five years old to get along with her.

The way she sees things is always so transparent.

Leng Shuiyi laughed at herself, living for 18 years, she is not as good as a five-year-old girl.

(End of this chapter)