Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 110 A Fang (2)
The camel-colored single-clothed woman fell to her knees first, her voice hoarse but respectful and joyful: "Thank you, Lord Seventh!"

A group of women seemed to be awakened by the thunderstorm, and they all knelt down in a group, shouting, and there was business in the hall.

Lord Qiweng's eyes were full of complex expressions, and he focused on the camel-colored single-clothed woman, stretched out his hand to hold her, and said softly, "Nurse, please get up!"

"Don't dare to be a sinful maidservant! The Seven Weng Lord's wet nurse is dead, and the Weng Lord must not call the wrong person." The woman avoided her hand, stood up and said seriously, her eyes twinkled with love, but she didn't dare to show it deeply. Disappear into desert.

Lord Qiweng's pupils were filled with sadness, and he looked softly at Kuyi.

Ku Yi's brow bone ached, it turned out that she was Ah Fang's nurse, no wonder she looked familiar, she had only seen her face before, so she didn't know her in detail, she just felt familiar.

How honorable the Weng Lord is, and the wet nurse is respected by everyone, and she fell into this place to be the weaver girl!It is conceivable how bad Ah Fang's situation is.

Bitter barley is pitiful and hateful, but can only pretend not to know.

Bent like a willow slender waist, there was a chance to give a gift cleverly, with softness and gentleness in his lips and teeth, he said: "Thank you, Lord Seventh, Ba Qing is ashamed, and I am sorry for your kindness."

"Baqing in the former dynasty was passed down through the ages because of the emperor. Since you inherited this good name, you are as precious as pearls, delicate and beautiful, yet warm and fragrant, soft jade, and full of heroines. No wonder the fragrance is so good. Since I got these flowers, I am no longer afraid of mosquitoes and midges. I can fold flowers in the garden and enjoy the moon freely. I no longer regret that I missed the beautiful scenery and can only hide in the palace and feel sad. I thank you first." Lord Qiweng said with a smile on his face Qiao, a few words of appreciation at will, can't resist the kindness of the expression, and also wants to be a little ignorant, but the two young people's affection is too mellow, they can't stop holding her hand, and said in a voice as gentle as a flower bell: "My name is Efang, and I don't like being called by my lord. From now on, we are sisters. If you have time, my sister will come to the palace and teach me some skills of making flowers and making fragrance?"

Kuyi stared at her beautiful face. I haven't seen her for many years. She is more and more beautiful and lovely. I feel pity. Also matured a lot.

Ku Yi held her hand tightly, with infinite gratitude in this affectionate attachment, there was a touch of tenderness in her pupils, and she lowered her waist slightly and lowered her eyes: "My Lord is so broken, and Ba Qing is nothing more than a humble mustard, how dare you?" Is it compatible with Weng Lord Jinlan?"

"Okay, okay, I'll do it if I say yes, if you refuse me again, I'll be annoyed, go away, I'm going to be suffocated to death." A Fangmei's eyebrows tightened, and she hurriedly walked out of the door dragging bitter barley, weaving A pair of gratified and disappointed eyes of the purple-clothed girl next to the plane chased them far away, until their shadows were covered by green trees outside the window, then she lowered her head and sighed, extremely sad.

Huanyan Shuisu was stunned, ignoring etiquette, and hurriedly followed.

Several people came out of the curtain, away from the smelly courtyard, and stood on a bridge corridor. A Fangfang let go of Kuyi's hand, held his chest and exhaled, and said comfortably: "What kind of weaving room, it is clear that weaving dead people. How bold , turning this place where the royal palace rests and recuperates into a hell on earth."

Ku Yi was silent, too many things happened in one day, which made her not enough mental power, so she had to be silent, if she did not pick up again properly, she really couldn't go back.

"Hey, why didn't you talk? Look at you, you were so smart and shrewd just now, but you pretended to be deaf and dumb when you met me? I like smart and lovely women. Let's go over there and let me ask you something." A Fang With a mischievous smile, she dropped the grass flower to the front of her lapel, and took her hand and quickly came to Rosewood.

"Master Seventh, Lord Third forbids you to wander around the garden, you should go back." The maidservant following behind Ah Fang urgently called out.

"I'm in good health. I'm afraid. You're afraid of her punishment. Push me for a while. It's not a big deal, but it's worth your sting!" A Fang looked into her eyes with a smile on his face.

Kuyi shook her head and smiled secretly, she was still the playful and peaceful character she used to be, but she was too impatient and not steady enough.She understands what she thinks in her heart, and also understands what she cares about in her heart, why is she different.

The same lonely life, the same glamorous and tiring life--who said that all parents in the world love their beautiful children the most?If it weren't for the parents' preference, the friendship between the sisters would definitely not be in such a sad state.So what if there are more sisters in Tianhuang's noble family?Compared with ordinary people, it's just that there are more people with the same root.

Restricted by the door lintel, it is expensive to be a golden branch and a jade leaf, and a frank nature is a disaster. Unfortunately, they are both. Both of them don't like hypocrisy and affectation. .

While thinking about it, Kuyi followed her into Qiangweiwu. Inside the dock, there are painted columns and brocade pillars, several sapphire stone piers, and a sapphire round table, which is very elegant and beautiful.

The roses are in full bloom, full of beautiful pink, brilliant black, golden yellow, jade white, colorful purples, and bright reds, as if the essence of the colors of the world, the magnificent summer breeze, the fragrance blowing the nose, makes people's eyes bright, and their hearts and souls are refreshed. swing.

A Fang pulls her to sit down, Ku Yi doesn't refuse, and sits next to her.

Ah Fang took a look at Huanyan Shuisu, the two of them had coarse cloth burdens slung on their shoulders, understood in their hearts, and smiled sweetly: "You two are working hard too, don't be restrained, just sit down and rest, I will have a talk with Sister Ba Qing talk."

The two made no promises, but they didn't dare to sit down, they quietly looked at Kuyi.

Kuyi smiled charmingly: "It's okay, since the Lord is so upright and unrestrained, you two should be bold."

The two returned to sit.

A gust of fragrant wind blew, and the petals of the roses fell to the ground. A Fang reached out to pick up a few of them, held them in his palm, his eyes were as soft as spring water, and he said softly like pearls: "I often feel sorry for these treasures, although I also try to play with them. Rose dew or powder or soup, I always feel that there is something missing. I saw the hibiscus-colored lily flowers sent by Ningzi, drank rose rouge tea, applied peony green catkin powder, and tasted green tea yesterday. The lotus date mud cake is really delicious and unspeakable, and each one is unique. Since childhood, staying in the deep palace is like heaven and earth. Only now did I realize that I am really a frog in the well. There is such a sister. Fragrant Chinese hands, flowers and grasses have been protected by my sister, even if the soul of spring is gone, it will last forever, I really envy people."

Bitter Job's eyebrows are gentle, and she smiles quietly: "Master Weng praised it absurdly, Ba Qing didn't dare to use the word 'national hand', but he ate all the flowers and famous herbs when he was young, and he was very envious of the beautiful flowers and plants in the garden all the year round, it happened that my mother liked to make incense, I just learned a little bit along with it, and with the thought of daydreaming, I made some small things, which are worthless."

(End of this chapter)