Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

When I told Qing Han the story I heard from Dad Hu, the carriage stopped right at the gate of the post, but instead of going down immediately, he sat in the seat and frowned, thinking about something.

I said gently, "Light cold, what did you think of?"

He looked up at me and said, "Just as you think."

"..."

I was silent for a while.

Actually, from the beginning of telling the story to him, there was an idea that gradually began to rise from my heart, and the more the story went down, the more I remembered how I looked when I saw the young man. There were some things. It became clearer.

I said, "Will it be true, he--"

Qinghan raised his hand to stop me from continuing, saying, "What the **** is going on here, don't take it lightly before you know the truth. If it's only his own personal affairs, then you don't need to worry about it, even two days. We're busy. "

As he said, he opened the curtains and got out of the car. I saw that his face was pale, and the outstretched hands were shaking slightly. He hurried to help him. After the two men got out of the carriage, I helped him inside. Walked and said softly, "I don't think we have been busy for the past two days. Don't you forget that although it was his personal matter, it wasn't him who eventually got the armor."

"..."

Qing Han didn't speak, I don't know if it was because he walked into the shade, his gaze was slightly sinking.

Someone else stole the armor.

I thought for a while, hesitantly said, "Light cold, would you say that the person who stole the armor is--"

"mother!"

Before I finished speaking, there was a clear voice with grievances overhead. Looking up, it was Miaoyan standing in the corridor on the second floor, pouting and watching us both.

As soon as he saw him, Qing Han subconsciously bumped me with his elbow, and then left me a step. I didn't say anything, just looked up at her: "Wonderful words."

"Why did you come back?"

"..."

"I waited for you a long time."

"..."

"where did you go?"

Although the words were addressed to the two of us, there was only me in the words. The corner of my eyes watched Qing Han slowly went to the other stairs and went back to my room, and I sighed lightly , Or quickly went up to the second floor, she immediately came over and grabbed my sleeve: "You leave me alone?"

I smiled bitterly: "You're such a big man, can't you leave your mother in one step? The mother is just going out to do something."

Although I was teasing her, she really didn't want to leave me in one step. She took me by the sleeve and took me back to her room. Then she asked, "What are you going to do? What? You have to go out for two? "

I looked at her still angry expression and thought, and then I sat down at the table, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat, and said, "Oh, it's just a trivial matter. Papa Hu's son was The creditor of the casino grabbed it and wanted to chop his hand. "

"what?"

The wonderful words startled: "His hand was chopped?"

"When I went with your uncle, it wasn't there yet. Those people wanted him to pay him back, and your uncle promised to help him pay it back."

"So, are you going to send money?"

"Ok."

"Has anyone been saved?"

"While we were talking to the owner of the casino, Dad Hu and Aunt Hu came again."

"What are they doing here?"

"What are you doing here? Protect your son?"

Miaoyan said for a moment: "Dad Hu-isn't he who hates his son the most?"

I laughed: "I hate to hate, but that's his own flesh. No matter how hate it, can you watch him get a hand chopped away?"

"..."

"Only poor Mother Husband, dragging such a sick body to the casino and crying and begging the boss, and hoeing again and again, all the people in the casino are fierce, and they don't blink.

Miaoyan's face was all white at once: "So, how are they?"

I glanced at her before I said, "Your uncle has come back and asked me for silver, and gave it to the boss before he saved the life of the family of three."

The good words were relieved immediately.

But the next moment, she seemed to remember something and turned to look at me: "Three-he, uncle's silver, are you here?"

"Yeah, he gave it all to me, and he left it to me to keep it."

"..."

This isn't terrifying, but the words of Shuyan are paler than they were just now.

I sighed and caressed her cold cheeks, and said softly, "Wonderful words, you are already old. You should know that many things in this world can't be the same as when you were a kid. Crying, crying and making trouble Listen to you. Just like this time, no matter what, your father and emperor are still going to look for the concubine of Nangong. And my uncle and you-if you can accept it calmly, happiness is definitely not alone. "

"..."

She bit her lower lip, as if clinging to her last insistence, eyes fixedly watching that there was nothing on the floor under her feet, and she didn't speak for a long time.

I sighed, and then said softly, "Think slowly yourself."

After speaking, she touched her hair and was ready to get up and leave, but as soon as I walked to the door, she said behind her again, "Mother, can I go and see Father Hu?"

I looked back at her in amazement: "Are you going to see them?"

"Well, I, I want to visit them."

"..."

I thought about it and laughed, "It's okay. But now the sun is poisoning. After a while the sun goes down, the mother will take you out to avoid heat stroke."

She nodded. "Well."

After I left her room, I saw the lightly cold room on the other side was also closed. Obviously, the whole day's exhaustion has exhausted his strength, and he also needs to rest, and I—I also felt this Sudden burnout, the stock went back to the room and lay down.

Although physically exhausted, my brain was still lively.

To be honest, I haven't bet for a long time.

The last time, like this time, there were many eyes around. The bet on the table looked like something, but the real thing behind the bet was a life!

It's just a desperate mood, different, and I hope I don't have any more.

I closed my eyes forcefully, as if trying to drive the ghost away from behind me for years, and another thought popped into my head again.

Who the **** stole the armor?

I haven't finished the words just now, but I think Qinghan and I would be the same person.