Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I said with a smile: "Are you, don't you want me to meet with that Slang, meet?"

He said immediately: "I just don't think you need to meet again."

Although the words were righteous and strict, when he said this, his face turned red at a speed that was almost discernible, and soon, even the hair on both sides could not be covered, and appeared. The tip of coming ears also turned red.

I couldn't help but want to laugh: "What are you blushing?"

"what?"

"You blush."

He froze, and reached out his hand and touched his face. This touch was a shock to himself. Hongcheng's face must be hot like that. I couldn't hide it this time. I saw the sweat on his forehead and nose, and couldn't help laughing. Is that right? I was right? "

"..."

"Do you really want me to meet him?"

"..."

"what are you worried about?"

I felt funny in my heart, and a smile appeared on my face.

His eyes were panicking, and after struggling for a long time, he looked up at me and said, "You guys, it's okay, and there's no need to meet again. I think so."

I couldn't help but flutter and laughed.

With my laugh, it seemed as if smoke was coming out of his head.

I finally understand why his performance has been so awkward tonight.

If it were not for a major event such as my room catching fire, he would never come to me in the middle of the night, especially when I lived with Miu Yan, but he came here tonight, although it looks like Talking about the business, he asked for a long time "What wolf".

It turned out that he still cared about Silang Jiangcuo once mentioning me.

Seeing that I couldn't help laughing all the time, he was already at a loss as he was sitting there. At this time, he looked right again and said, "Don't laugh!"

I know that he is a man who doesn't tease him. If he wants to continue teasing, he may even be able to pull off his leg and walk like this.

I don't know why, this sentence made him even more restless.

I laughed: "Okay, I'll tell you the truth, this person is not the same with me. I can't even talk to him with him. As for how he looks good-I might have been twenty years ago. Will care, now, it's just a lively, what do you mind so much? "

Hearing what I said, his mood stabilized slightly, and he reached out and touched the sweat on the tip of his nose, then said, "Don't you say that he is still reading poetry to you?"

I smiled: "It's a little funny to say, so the toast himself is a illiterate person. He didn't even know how to read before. Now I actually think about reading poetry, I feel strange."

Qing Han looked at me: "Have you mocked him before?"

I thought about it: "It seems that I used to scold him so much when fighting him, saying that he was fat and had little knowledge."

"..."

Feeling a slight tremble in Qing Han's eyes, I immediately said, "However, that was really a matter of decades ago. Although he always wanted to drag me to chat with him to talk about the old days, he was still facing I read poetry or something, but I know he doesn't have that mind for me. "

Qing Han's eyebrows moved slightly: "Really?"

I smiled: "I am all this age."

"But you—" He glanced at me, then lowered his head, and whispered, "You're still the same as before."

I glanced at him and couldn't help laughing. I felt a little hot on my cheeks, and put a cold hand on the back of my face before I said, "But people like us are already alive. At this age, what does one think about us, whether it is good or bad, do you think that I still can't see this? "

"..."

This time, he was silent, thinking really seriously.

After thinking for a while, he raised his head and looked at me: "Maybe, I think more-I mean, I think more about you and him."

I glanced at him with a smile.

"But," he said, "I'm still a bit uneasy about why this person came to Qingtang City at this time."

This time it is serious, and I have the same worry.

However, just when I was about to speak, Yao Lao's voice came from outside: "I've been searching for a long time, so you are really here!"

As soon as he heard his voice, Qing Han's face suddenly became bitter. Turning his head, Yao Lao stepped in, followed by a waiter, a bowl on the tray in his hand, and the lid was closed. When it was covered, Yao Lao said as soon as he walked in. "This is the last dose of medicine today. Hurry up and drink it. If it is colder, the effect will be reduced by half."

Immediately, I saw Qing Han's whole body dragging down. I stood up and said, "Yao Lao, you are here."

He only nodded at me, and waved the attendant to come over, and Qing Han opened the lid with a bitter smile, and frowned at the turbid soup, saying, "Hurry up."

"Yes."

He gritted his teeth and swallowed most of the bowl of soup.

I just remembered it, and just promised him to bring him back sweets when he went out, because he also forgot to meet Slang, and seeing that his face was wrinkled into a ball, I could only Pass the cup next to your hand: "Rinse your mouth."

He hurriedly took a sip of his mouth, and he was still uncomfortable.

Seeing that he drank the bowl of medicine, Yao Lao slowed his expression, and then said, "Well, what time is it, what are you still doing here? Hurry back to sleep, your body is now Can't stand a little bump, otherwise, hum! "

Qing Han grinned bitterly, then stood up holding the handrail: "Then, I'll go back first."

I nodded, but Yao Lao went to the other chair and sat down. He ordered the attendant to take him back and said, "I have two more words to tell Miss Yan."

I kept watching Qinghan walk out of the door, wait until the back of the two of them disappeared into the night, and then looked back, and saw Yao Lao's expression became a little dignified.

I said, "You are old-what do you want to tell me?"

Yao Lao said immediately: "I heard that when you just went out, did you hear about her?"

It turned out that he came for Nangong Lili.

No wonder, now, only the news of Nangong Lizhu, will make him so anxious.

I nodded, and he hurriedly said to me, "So, how is she now? Where is she? How is it?"