The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 393 He lost the little girl who only liked him
The sugar figures are all strange, and there are many shapes of animals, flowers and fruits, and there is a sugar figure among the turmeric-yellow balls.

is humanoid.

At the same time, Su Qingmu also noticed the human-shaped sugar figure, and his surprised voice raised his voice, "My lord—this sugar figure looks very similar to you!"

His appearance was almost the same as that of Gu Lingchen's, with a straight nose and a pair of eyes that seemed to be reflecting cold stars, shooting straight ahead, but it was different from the man's usual repulsive appearance.

There was a smile on the corner of the sugar man's mouth, but there was a bit of human fireworks.

Gu Lingchen bought the sugar man, and the old man who sold the sugar recognized him, his gray beard fluttered by the wind, he grinned, as if sighing, "My lord, it turns out that the girl in her heart is you ah."

On the way back, Gu Lingchen couldn't calm down for a long time. The dull pain in his chest seemed to spread to the bone marrow, which made him unable to straighten his waist and limbs.

Holding the sugar figure in his hand, there was a bitter smile on his lips.

I heard from the old man that two years ago, a richly dressed girl passed by and bought a lot of sugar figurines. She liked to eat sweet things very much.

However, at that time, the old man's business was not good, so the girl gave the old man a trick. She asked the old man to draw two men.

They were Rong Jingshen and Gu Lingchen who were so handsome in Chang'an back then.

But the old man had never seen these two big men, so Fu Qingran sat there, and slowly described their appearance according to the appearance in his memory.

When talking about Gu Lingchen, she seemed to start talking. The old man drew it several times, but she was still dissatisfied. When the portrait was eighty-nine, Fu Qingran's sweaty little face relaxed.

As for the sugar figurines made according to the appearance of the depth of field, not to mention the resemblance, they are all crooked.

Before leaving, Fu Qingran smiled tenderly, "I like him very much, and other girls should also like him very much."

His mind went blank for an instant, Gu Lingchen's back almost trembled, and he freed his hand to support the soft car wall.

Even though it was very warm in the carriage, he was shivering from the cold, with veins all over his neck, the scarlet under his eyes was deeper, but his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make any sound.

original.

It was he who lost the little girl who only liked him.

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Xuanhua Palace.

Su Zhenyan had just been served by the maid and finished drinking the medicine. Her face was paper white and she was still very weak. She was sweating profusely just after drinking the medicine.

"His Majesty is here!"

The voice of the palace maid sounded.

In the next second, Rong Yuanming's yellow figure appeared in the huge hall. Su Zhenyan twisted the brocade quilt with her fingers. If it was the past, she might have to go to bed early, but today.

She watched the man walk towards her step by step, and then sat next to her bed, her feminine face was full of care and worry, she held her slender little hand, and asked with concern, "Yan'er—does it still hurt?"

Su Zhenyan didn't withdraw her hand, but spread it open and let the man hold it, even though the man made her feel sick, she still endured it and said, "Your Majesty—cough cough cough.

The concubine is not the murderer who assassinated the concubine, the real murderer is someone else, please be aware of it. "

Her attitude was the best since she married him for a long time.

However, it was for other men.

Treating the woman he loves the most, Rong Yuan said patiently, "Yan'er—didn't I tell you? I have my own plan, you just need to recover from your injuries."

　The second is sent.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)