Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 383 Hint (2)
She hates Ning Zi, hates Liu Ling, but unfortunately, this hatred can only be hidden deeply, and she dare not reveal any more, but every time she sees Ning Zi, she can't help but sneer, she is also afraid of revealing the clues, so she controls her I can't hold back my mouth, and it's full of hatred.

"Yufan, what's the matter with you these days? You're always against me, how can I offend you?" Ning Zi stopped helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Hold your voice, there are people everywhere, don't be overheard by the Lord's people, my little one." Life is gone."

"Are you afraid too? Then when you kill someone next time, you should weigh it carefully. Killing more people will do you half a favor. Poor Wuwen... How could she do you any harm? You killed her so cruelly?" The faint fan couldn't care much, the intense hatred had burned her calmness, she grabbed Ning Zi's arm, stared at her coldly, and said grimly: "Ning Zi, you will die a miserable death, don't you remember?" Stop! I will not forgive you, never!"

"Yu Wen she..." Ning Zi hesitated for a moment, and a cold voice quickly came from behind: "What are you two doing, chatting in public in the atrium, and you are not afraid of others insinuating that you two have mirrors Is it good? How decent!"

Yun Fen quickly let go of Ning Zi, Hui Tong smiled brightly: "Master San Heng, let's compete to see who has stronger arms."

Ning Zi also smiled decently as usual: "Exactly. After all, the powder is much stronger than me. I should make good use of it. If I reduce my diet, I will really become a kite with broken strings."

Liu Ling's handsome eyes looked at the two of them deeply, and smiled faintly: "Let's go, sitting in the palace all day is exhausting, why don't you go to the ground with me to have a look, the red flowers are all gone, and the calendula is blooming. The gold is gorgeous, but I want to see what Zhuo Kuyi is doing."

With that said, he went straight to the palace gate.

Both hazy pink and condensed purple follow.

Ning Zi raised her eyebrows and said with a gentle smile: "My lord, Zhuo Kuyi planted this marigold and said it was used to dye yellow silk. She originally used it to dye light yellow. Occasionally, she accidentally poured alum into it, and then she discovered that it can It is dyed ocher yellow, which is more vivid than the golden yellow dyed by reed wood, more gorgeous than the goose yellow dyed by amber cork decoction, and bright yellow dyed by gardenia plus copper mordant and dark yellow dyed by iron mordant. Compared with it, it is much brighter, and it can be dyed directly without any complicated. Moreover, the root of calendula is like silk, which can cure sores and arrow wounds, and is most suitable for soldiers on the battlefield. If the harvest is good, the income will be high. "

"Oh? Ning Zi is about to become a master of flowers, and she also shows great admiration for Zhuo Kuyi's words." Liu Ling glanced at her, and his eyebrows were covered with frost.

The faint powder echoed: "My lord is right. I just saw that she sent Zhuo Kuyi away respectfully. The two of you are on good terms. When she enters the palace, don't set up a two-person gang and disturb the palace rules." .”

After finishing speaking, the slender eyes pierced coldly from the condensed purple face like a knife, with the iron air of murder.

Liu Ling's eyes showed eagle-like light, and a sharp pulse quickly flashed, and then flew away like a butterfly, without waves or ripples: "Ningzi can't! She's not Qingyun!"

There was the breath of the bone marrow of the Iceman in the words, the walls were condensed with purple and hazy pink, and there was an unknown smile on the lips.

That smile usually doesn't seem to be a big deal, but today in Ning Zi's eyes, there is a bad feeling, tightly clutching her heart, a little out of breath.

I can only smile charmingly and say: "Thank you for your trust, my lord. Ning Zi will always only be her true self like a chrysanthemum. It is my life's blessing to become my lord's most capable maidservant."

Liu Ling nodded lightly, satisfied and walked forward.

Mi Fan gritted her teeth with hatred, embraced the dangerous situation and wanted to attack her without showing any traces, but was lightly rejected by the Lord Weng, her heart was filled with grief, and she had no choice but to wait for another good opportunity.

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Kuyi returned to the Nuan Pavilion of Jiayi Garden, not wanting to do anything, and devoted herself to practicing Nushu.

Shui Su Jin Li Huan Yan Si Jin also writes quietly and silently, even Tu Bi honestly buried her head in her studies, for the first time she stopped asking naughty questions, only knew that she might be able to help the young lady after learning Nushu.

The calligraphy of Nvshu is very strange. It basically changes the shape of Chinese characters into oblique shapes, but it is also slender and graceful, which is extremely beautiful and beautiful.

Because of the dual needs of interest and knowledge, everyone studied extremely seriously. It is not so easy to spend a thousand words in a few days. According to Kuyi's request, learn some important things first, which may be useful.

It wasn't until five o'clock that the bitter barley was forced several times, and everyone went to take a nap for a while, practicing by themselves, and fell asleep lying on the red sandalwood table.

The moonlight is fading, the incense characters in the hundred flower furnace are turned into ashes, and the coldness is getting stronger.

Mother Jing walked in quietly, put on a cloak for her, and was about to leave on tiptoe, when Kuyi called softly: "Mother Fu! Kuyi is hungry!"

Mother Jing shook her head and said with a smile: "My good lady, close your eyes for a while, I'll bring you a bowl of plum cake. I've already made the bamboo shoot soup, and I'll drink it when you wake up."

She has been with her for five years, and she is very clear about her habits. Whatever she wants to do, she has to do it even if she doesn't sleep, so whenever she sees her staying up late, Mother Jing must prepare snacks and soup early.

Ku Yimu sent her to lift the curtain out, her eyes were flooded, and a warm feeling was about to come out.

It is because of their pain and heat that I have my own home today, Xiaoan.

Life is protected by such a group of women who value love and righteousness, so her world appears warm and happy, warm and beautiful, moving forward persistently, without complaint or regret.

There is love in the heart, and there is no fear in danger.

Thinking about it here, Mother Jing has brought hot soup and plum cake.

Mother Jing made good bamboo shoot soup and plum cake. She never tired of eating bitter barley. She drank it deliciously and felt much refreshed. Mother Jing looked at her lovingly, just like a grandmother looking at her granddaughter, full of tenderness and love. .

Kuyi put down the hibiscus jade bowl, and was about to act coquettishly, when an urgent call came from outside the door: "Yao'er!"

Kuyi fought all over, it was Yue's mother.

Walk with your feet, and immediately swing out.

In the cold morning, the sun is not yet up, and it is slightly yellow. After a while, it will be thin and gorgeous.

Xiuyu Wanyue and Xiqiu both put on red cloaks and stood quietly outside the door, while Lu Yu stood silently behind them, it turned out that he opened the door and introduced them.

(End of this chapter)