The concubine is so charming

Chapter 84

Su Yao is looking forward to the arrival of the second day of April.

However, Mu Qingchen was always thinking about leaving the palace.

On this day, Tai Academy was on holiday, so he came to Lan Cuixuan early in the morning. Seeing that Su Yao was still copying non-stop with a brush, he couldn't help but leaned forward and deliberately climbed on the table to block the Buddhist scriptures: "Sister, I'm here, haven't you noticed?"

Su Yao put down the brush, raised his hand and rubbed his stiff neck, and glanced at him with a smile: "You are so big, how could I not have noticed?"

"Then you ignore me, what's so good about copying these Buddhist scriptures." Mu Qingchen picked up a piece of paper, and was so angry that she wanted to pick it up and shake it to vent her anger, but when she thought that these words were Su Yao's hard work The person who was copying couldn't bear it, so he could only carefully put down the paper, and sat aside alone, sulking.

Seeing his stupid look, Su Yao laughed inexplicably, picked up a brush and tapped lightly on the tip of his nose: "The first time I saw you, you grinned like someone who wanted to bite off someone's throat Wolf cub, looking at it now, how did you become an angry little milk dog?"

Mu Qingchen widened her eyes slightly, felt the tip of the pen cool, and quickly raised her hand to wipe it off: "Sister!"

"Haha," it was just a bit of ink, but after he wiped it like this, it suddenly turned black and stained his cheeks like a beard. Su Yao laughed unkindly, "Yufu, go and get the facial mask." Come over to the mirror and let Young Master Mu have a good look, where did this tabby cat come from?"

Mu Qingchen's face was slightly red, and seeing Su Yao's bright smile on her forehead, the little depression in her heart disappeared without a trace.He even puffed up his cheeks on purpose, taking advantage of his delicate face to make Su Yao happy: "Sister, you bully me, I'm going to be angry."

After getting in touch with him during this period of time, he found that Su Yao liked him pretending to be crazy and foolish like this, and sometimes he would rub his head when he was happy.

"Okay, it's my sister who is wrong, so how do you say to compensate you?"

Mu Qingchen stepped forward and grabbed Su Yao's sleeve: "During the apprenticeship ceremony that day, sister, you said that you would take me out of the palace to play when you have time."

"Our siblings have offended a lot of people, aren't you afraid that if you go out, you won't be able to come back?"

"No, I've already asked the teacher to let Feng Qi follow. His martial arts are very strong. I've seen him fly up to the roof with a single swish!" Mu Qingchen's eyes lit up when he mentioned this.

"Well, then you can ask Mr. Ning Ge to see if Feng Qi can teach you some boxing kung fu."

"I asked." Speaking of this, Mu Qingchen looked a little depressed, "Feng Qi said that I have already missed the best age for learning martial arts, and no matter how hard I practice, I still can't reach his level."

Yufu came over with a water basin.

Su Yao got up and twisted the wet handkerchief, and raised his hand to help Mu Qingchen wipe off the ink on his cheeks: "You are just here to strengthen your body, and it is good to have the power to protect yourself at critical moments, even if you have a chance to learn like Fengqi , I don’t think it will be of much use in the future, so is it possible that you still want to be a chivalrous hero?”

"I don't want to be a hero, I just want to protect my sister, I don't mind other people's life or death." Mu Qingchen shook her head hastily, his sister is so good, that Mu Zhenzhen and the queen mother still wanted to make things difficult for her, so I can't tell in the future There will be more people who don't have long eyes. If he learns martial arts better, he will be able to protect her well.

"Sister is enough to protect herself, you just need to study with Mr. Ning Ge with peace of mind."

"I'm a man, so I should protect my sister." Mu Qingchen shook his head resolutely. On this point, he absolutely cannot compromise.

"Well, you are so good at learning, my sister will rely on you in the future, is this satisfactory?"

Mu Qingchen nodded quickly, took Su Yao's arm and shook it: "Sister, let's go out to play, haven't you visited the capital too? How about going to see it today?"

"Okay, don't shake it anymore, if you shake it again, my sister will not be able to leave the palace." In a few days it will be the second day of April, since she wants to show her filial piety, she must be more careful. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to go out of the palace at this time?

Mu Qingchen lowered her head, looking extremely disappointed: "Sister, you clearly promised me..."

"Although I can't accompany you out of the palace, my sister has something good to give you."

Mu Qingchen raised her eyes, with a look of unwillingness and daring to refute: "What is it?"

"Yufu, bring up the things I prepared and show it to Young Master Mu."

"Yes."

Yufu walked down with a smile, and came up with a tray after a while.

Mu Qingchen looked up, stood up suddenly, and strode forward: "Clothes? It's clothes! Are these for me?"

"If it's not for you, who else can it be?"

Mu Qingchen was overjoyed, and was so excited that she wished she could jump around in place: "Sister, I'm going to try it on now."

"Let Yufu take you down and put on a change, so I can see if it fits."

"Okay." Mu Qingchen happily went down to try on the clothes, Su Yao looked at his back jumping out, couldn't help laughing for a while, then turned to read the letter from Prince Rong's Mansion behind the table.

The temptation from Prince Rong's Mansion disappeared without knowing it, and after more than ten days, Caiping sent a note, which recorded the names and simple backgrounds of more than a dozen palace attendants.

The more I look at it, the more frightened I feel. Even if Rong Wangfu doesn't doubt her now, but they know her identity is fake, the people on this note must be dispensable, even if she betrays her Or use it up and don't feel bad.

Just the tip of the iceberg is already frightening, so how deep is the real power of the Rong Palace?After writing down the content on the note, Su Yao turned around and destroyed the note.

"Sister!" Mu Qingchen walked over with some awkward footsteps. He wanted to show Su Yao how he looked in his new clothes, but he was afraid that if he walked too fast, the clothes would wrinkle and wrinkle. not going away.

"You, a dignified man, why did you suddenly become like a little girl twisting Nini?"

"Sister!" Mu Qingchen's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand to caress the clothes carefully, "Aren't I worried about ruining the clothes?"

"Clothes are meant to be worn in the first place. If you look like you, you might as well give them away."

"This... this is the first time someone has made clothes for me." Mu Qingchen lowered her voice slightly.

Su Yao was taken aback for a moment, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately: "Qingchen, you..."

Mu Qingchen lowered her head again and carefully stroked her clothes: "When my biological mother was alive, she was only thinking of being favored, hoping to be favored by King Rong again, she didn't care about me at all, and she couldn't even touch a needle for me. "

When he was young, he didn't understand why he was sick every day or so. Later, when he became sensible, he accidentally saw his mother put medicine in his meals, and only then did he know the reason.

Later, no matter how sick he was, King Rong would not come to see him, so my mother gradually became irritable, saying that he was a burden, that he was useless, and took out her anger on him all day long.

Later, Mother finally managed to keep King Rong once. After that, she seemed to come back to life and cooked him a meal gently. That was the happiest day in his memory.

But not long after, she fell ill for no reason, became thin and yellow, and finally couldn't even get out of bed. He couldn't ask for a doctor, so he could only watch her wither like a flower...

(End of this chapter)