wedding dress

Chapter 55 Snow

Mrs. Hu is doing needlework and watching Xiaodong write.

Xiaodong finished writing a sentence, put down the pen, and said casually: "Mother Hu, I saw the emperor today."

The tip of the needle in Hu's hand tilted slightly, and asked softly, "In Changchun Palace?"

"Ah."

Hu wrapped up the thread, pinned the needle to the cloth, and asked, "What did the emperor say?"

"I didn't say anything... just asked me what books I read and what classes I took."

Mrs. Hu picked up the shirt in her hand and compared it to Xiaodong. Xiaodong turned around and said, "I..."

As luck would have it, her chin brushed against the point of the needle.Xiaodong's skin was delicate and tender, he was only stunned for a moment, a red mark appeared on his chin, and the blood had already smeared out.

She didn't feel too much pain, but Mrs. Hu was startled, and hurriedly called for someone loudly, and the room was thrown into chaos.

Xiaodong touched it by himself, his fingertips were all red, and he was also shocked.

In the end, after tossing for a long time, the imperial physician was called, even Zhao Lu and King An came.

Hu's face was as ugly as it could be. Xiaodong's chin was already wrapped, and he turned to comfort his father, brother, and nurse: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much. The imperial doctor also said, just don't get wet, and there will be no scars." of."

There was also blood on her collar, which was particularly glaring.

Wang An hugged her to comfort her, and praised her for not crying.

Xiaodong thought about it, it was a bit difficult for her to pretend to cry.

But when An Wang said this, it seemed that it would be bad for her not to cry.

Xiaodong was hesitating whether to wink his eyes and wipe his tears to act coquettishly, but Zhao Lu had already squeezed over and coaxed him again, looking more painful than his own injury.

"By the way, sister, I still have bodhi fruit, let someone fetch it for you to eat."

Xiaodong is no longer as ignorant as he was when he first arrived here, and if a small hole is scratched by the tip of a needle, what's the big deal?The wound is so thin, it will definitely not leave a scar once the mouth is closed.

"No need, I have Bodhi fruit here too."

Zhao Lu blushed easily when he was anxious, Xiaodong wanted to laugh when he looked at it, but his chin would be drawn when he smiled, so he held back.

After finally sending away the two biggest gods in Prince An's Mansion, Xiaodong had to comfort Hu Shi: "Mother Hu, I don't blame you, I turned around suddenly myself."

Hu wiped his eyes and remained silent.

Xiaodong can't wash her face now, but fortunately she never wears makeup, and she can fall asleep after just wiping.

The chin doesn't hurt very much, and it still feels a little cool after applying the medicine.

Xiaodong pulled down the quilt a little to avoid rubbing his chin.

It was noisy just now, but now my ears are quiet, and my head is also quiet.

Hu... She was distracted.

This is for sure.

Otherwise, she wouldn't put the pin in that position and compare the clothes to her.

Then why is she distracted?

Xiaodong didn't exert any effort at all, and immediately thought why Hu's mind was distracted.

Because talking about things during the day.

Emperor.

What is the emperor watching out for?What is Hu thinking about?
Also, why did King An take her to meet the emperor for the first time?
As expected, Xiaodong has been influenced by romance novels for many years, and immediately thought of a possibility.

The emperor, King An... um, and... his own mother?

Triangle relation?

Could it be that Yao Qingyuan and An Wanglang are talented and beautiful, but the emperor has a beautiful woman in his heart but can only grieve alone?

Uh... too bloody.

Xiaodong turned over.

As soon as an idea came up, she refused to leave, and it was firmly in her mind.

Um, or, Yao Qingyuan and the emperor used to fight each other... that, but in the end the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were separated?
Xiaodong turned over again.

Well, it's also possible... Well, there is something unspeakable and hard to say between King An and the emperor...

Xiaodong shivered and stopped the car quickly, not thinking in that direction.

The most bloody guess, maybe I am not the daughter of King An but the emperor's one, a pearl in return?
puff……

Xiaodong put her head under the quilt and giggled.No, the more I guess, the colder it gets, and goosebumps all over my body.

She fell into a drowsy sleep, listening to the rustling of the window paper, the wind was very tight, and the snow particles were heavy and dense.Later, it was blurry, but no sound could be heard.

Maybe the snow stopped.

When I got up the next day, I realized that it wasn't the snow that had stopped, but that the snow had grown in size. It was not snow particles but snow flakes, fluttering like catkins, so there was no sound.

Suffered a little injury, and changed the benefits of not having to go to school.

Zhao Lu and the others happened to be resting today, so they came over early in the morning to inquire about their health, and even Qin Lie also came.

"Does it still hurt?" Qin Lie asked cautiously.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Xiaodong also answered cautiously.No way, it doesn't hurt if you don't move, but if you open your mouth wide when you speak, it will stretch.

"Do you want to eat something? Or something to play with?" Seeing Zhao Lu's expression, even if Xiao Dong said that he wanted the moon in the sky, Zhao Lu would immediately move the ladder.

"I don't want to eat anything..." Xiaodong looked outside.It's useless to look at it, Hu will definitely not let her go out to play in the snow.

As expected of the 24th brother, Zhao Lu immediately gave Qin Lie a hand: "Come on, let's go out."

Xiaodong can't go out, but Xue can be brought in.

Zhao Lu and Qin Lie used something to make the mold, and brought in a white rabbit and a white chicken—well, it should be a bird, but if the bird is so fat, it will definitely not be able to fly.

There is also a long snowboard, long and square, with a flower pattern on it, which is dyed in color.

It's obviously white snow, compacted tightly, like a piece of fine white drawing paper.Green leaves grow on the paper, red flowers bloom, and yellow fruits bear.

"It's beautiful. You made it?"

Zhao Lu didn't take the credit, pointed at Qin Lie and said, "Qin Lie came up with the idea, we did it together."

He asked someone to bring in another flat snowboard: "Sister, come on, you can paddle too."

Qin Lie took a bamboo stick to Xiaodong.

There was his body temperature on the stick handle, it seems that he also used this to carve patterns on the snowboard just now.

This idea is really good. I played with the snow without actually touching the snow. It relieved her boredom without freezing her hands.

Xiaodong's handwriting is just out of the ranks of snakes crawling, it is really not beautiful.What about painting... between abstraction and impression.

Uh, I can't even get it out.

Qin Lie glanced at her, and took the bamboo stick again.

"Well, just now I actually wanted to carve the red phoenix flower from my hometown, that flower is very beautiful."

As he spoke, he began to carve. The bamboo stick was as flexible as a paintbrush, and the snow powder fell down rustlingly.

The room is warm, and the shiny powder has turned into fine water droplets before it hits the ground.

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I'm such a pig... Today I decided to have two updates. .But after finishing the second update, I found that the first update was not posted ==
By the way, I just learned that from the 29th there will be a double campaign for pink votes, that, if you have votes, please vote for Live Color.

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