Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 250 The older you get, the harder it is to guess
Her life is worth a biscuit.

It was thanks to her parents who were about to starve to death.

If he could have predicted the current situation early in the morning, he would not buy her even if he hired a small worker.

What a waste of money for a biscuit!

The person in front of him was full of hostility, Qin Yong just watched, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he spoke with a gentle tone, "It's not easy for a big sister to be alone in the harem, some petty tempers are normal and harmless."

Although he is not at home all year round, he is very clear about how the Qin family treats this big sister.

Now that she is favored by His Majesty alone, it is not difficult to understand why she wants to leave the Qin family.

If it were him, I'm afraid he would do even better.

"She... oh!" Li Jiao waved her hands, then changed the topic, "I won't tell you about the trivial matters of the women in the back house."

Although Qin Yong was curious, but after hearing what she said, he stopped asking, "Then I'll go see my sister first."

"Well, let's go."

Li Jiao watched his straight back quickly pass through the corridor, and sighed.

This son is undoubtedly excellent, but he is not close to her or the master.

It was okay when he was young, but the older he grows, the harder it is to guess what he thinks in his heart.

He never confides in the two of them.

Forget it, anyway, he is his own biological son, and he won't be like that white-eyed wolf in the palace.

If Qin Fang likes flowers, he has planted many in the yard, which bloom in all seasons, so it will not be empty.

At this moment, she was standing under the plum tree, looking up at the stamens trembling in the air.

Her complexion was much rosier than the previous few days, but she was a little thinner, her brows were slightly drawn together, and her mind was full of the scene of Wang Qingwan's sunset.

She felt that she had indirectly killed her, so she was afraid, but now that she heard that Wang Qingwan was rescued and is still alive and well, why is she even more afraid?
Qin Fangruo raised his hand to pick off the red plum in front of him, and opened the petals to calm his chaotic thoughts.

After the flowers in his hand were removed, the footsteps in the yard just stopped.

Qin Yong's voice came at the right time, "Your sister is in good health?"

Qin Fangruo was startled, then turned around, and smiled politely at Qin Yong, "It's much better, thank you brother for your concern."

She and Qin Yong didn't see each other a few times throughout the year, so they were not close friends.

Even Qin Fangruo was a little afraid of him.

I always feel that he is extremely mysterious, his eyes seem to be clear and gentle, but they are actually very sharp.

"It's getting colder in the past few days. You should pay attention to lighting the charcoal fire in the house to prevent the illness from getting worse."

Qin Fangruo nodded obediently, "I will make the servants get ready."

Qin Yong said a few words to her and left, as if it was a routine.

What he misses in his heart is Nan Zhen whom he saw in Wushuang City.

Just at this time, someone asked him to listen to an opera and drink tea, so he went out, ready to inquire about it again.

……

The biting cold wind brought the first snow in central Beijing, and the branches were crushed in pieces.

Overnight, the entire yard became plain white.

Dongyue pushed open the window, looked at the snow in the garden, and said to Nan Zhen who was warming up by the stove, "Your Majesty, look, the snow is falling so beautifully and beautifully that the servants can't bear to step on it, so when I came here this morning I didn’t step on it in the yard, it took me a long time to go around!”

Nan Zhen followed her gaze and looked out the window. Before she could speak, she saw Dahei running towards the house from a distance.

From time to time, it rolled twice, and the patches of snow became mottled in an instant.

Nan Zhen couldn't help laughing, "You like it, so you don't want to touch it; it likes it, so you have to touch it."

(End of this chapter)