Wily Consort, Don't Run

"I don't know, but the emperor doesn't like to see me. Maybe the slave is too clumsy and always makes the emperor angry. " Of course, the sixth uncle would not tell the truth to the old woman. He took the medicine from the Empress Dowager's face and directly changed the topic: "lady, you have to bear it. The medicine for washing the wound is a little painful."

"Let it go! As long as we can cure our face, we are not afraid of anything. This is a woman. For this face, my palace is willing to sacrifice anything else. " The most painful time has been endured, she can also be afraid of this potion.

Six uncle secretly smile, see just adjusted to good liquid medicine, and from the arms took out a bottle poured into the point. Later, he was very impolite to see the potion smeared on the Empress Dowager's face.

"Ah

Although it is not burning, it can make the Empress Dowager deeply feel the burning anxiety. Waving her hands, she bit and did not dare to touch her face.

"I'll be damned. If I can't stand it, I'll wipe the medicine." Six uncle surface some sympathy, but in the heart is laughing.

"No! Following Continue... " The Empress Dowager was so painful that she burst into tears. She clenched her fists with her waving hands. Her long nails sank into the flesh, and her palms were dripping with blood.

However, a close look at her palm, is already scarred. This period of mental torture, let her habitually palm as vent. Now the lines on the hands are in a mess, even the lifeline has become intermittent.

"Well The slave continued Sixth uncle is in the heart thanks elder martial brother, not only find a good job for him, but also give a small breath.

"Ah The Empress Dowager's heartrending cry ran through the whole other courtyard. All the girls outside the door shrank, and none of them dared to get close to the house.

At this time, the ball pulls Xiaoer to this side and rushes in at the sound. At the beginning of the course, he saw that the master had a runny nose, a tear, and blood on his hand. Without thinking too much, she rushed bravely.

Sometimes bravery comes at a price, especially for a master like the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager opened her eyes slightly and saw Qiu Er standing in front of her. As soon as her fist was loose, she grabbed Qiu er's hand and impolitely embedded her nails in her flesh to thoroughly vent her physical pain.

"Ah The shouts of the ball sounded bleaker than the Empress Dowager.

Xiaoxiao is not so stupid. She stands far away to watch. Look next to the person is six uncle, but the excitement in the heart is surging.

Sixth uncle is a casual look up, on the small eyes, he will smile.

The Empress Dowager and qiu'er only pay attention to the pain, and they don't notice the look in their eyes at all. When the medicine was over a little, the Empress Dowager gradually regained her calm, and at a glance she saw that she was standing far away.

Angry, she roared: "dead girl, why do you go so far? Go and feed the cat

"Yes, yes!" Xiaolian nodded and wanted to step back immediately. Then she saw the Empress Dowager's voice: "ball, when it's time for the cat to eat, you'll take it to Xiaomi. You can't step out of the backyard, let alone appear in front of this palace. "

"Yes, Xiaomi!" Little stooped out of the room, she would like to see this old witch all her life. I don't know. If she hadn't been the mother of the night, she would have done it.

Holding his breath and holding the snowball out of the room, he saw the sun in the sky, but his heart was bright. Can see six uncles, later at least many can discuss the matter.

For fear that uncle Liu could not find a place soon, she simply held the snowball in her arms and sat on the porch at the gate of the yard. Anyway, according to this situation, the ball did not dare to do anything.

The sun is very gentle, shining on the body warm, against the pillar, unconsciously she fell asleep. Snoring can be contagious, and soon snowball closed its eyes.

Half an hour, an hour, six uncle did not appear in front of small, another uninvited guest is to come.

Bow, a smile to look at small, looking at her sweet face, cold-blooded guy blood boiling. Hand, cold hand stroked her white face.

Er!

Isn't winter gone yet?

A familiar breath came, small suddenly opened his eyes.

My God! When did the second master come?

Dare to peep at her beautiful sleeping face, damn it!

In the heart scolds, the mouth habitually excavates, the powder tender tender face looks but sprouts turns over.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Xuanyuanjie tone gentle people feel afraid, that pair of affectionate eyes, as if do not electrocute her.

Little swallow saliva, it seems that this boy already knows his identity. However, she plans to kill not to admit, see if he can blow himself up.

She pretended to be silly and cute, which was her strength. Her eyes blinked. She got up and gave a salute: "Xiaomi kowtow to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Smelly girl, I'm still pretending to be in front of me. I have to tear her down today!

Strange a smile, Xuan Yuan Jie not flustered not slow raised a hand: "get up!"

"Thank you, Emperor!" Xiaomi stood up without looking up. Dare not look at each other, she knows that a person's eyes are the most easy to sell their window."Why didn't Xiaomi look up at me for fear that I would eat you?" Xuanyuanjie sat down with great interest and examined the dishonest goblin.

Guilty, of course, dare not see. But absolutely can't show, so small hard scalp or raised his head, but only a second, a second after her eyes everywhere.

That's all!

This wench ghost very much, still well ask, see what action should take next just most important. After clearing his throat, xuanyuanjie opened his mouth: "I heard that the third master wanted to ask you to go there yesterday, would you like to?"

Fool can hear this is a double meaning, small is not ambiguous, shyly back: "three ye people so good, that is Millet's blessing."

Xuanyuanjie frowned unhappily. He had no intention of smiling just now. His face was serious in a moment: "would you like to accept you as my concubine?"

Little pause God, suddenly thought of the dream. Night's dilemma, she knew, as long as can be together, what's the title?

Without much thought, she gave him the answer: "yes!"

"You can think clearly. It's a concubine, not a concubine. The third master already has meng'er who is a childhood sweetheart. Even if he wants you to be a concubine, his mother won't agree. " Xuanyuanjie reminds Xiaoxiao that knowing the answer will definitely make him heartache, but he still insists on saying it from her.

Little mouth slightly upturned, my mind came out of the gentle night, night smile, she felt that the heart is warm. With such a man, the title has no meaning.

Under the sun, xuanyuanjie's eyes showed anxious waiting, but seeing the smile on her face, he confirmed again that the answer would be more thorough pain.

Power!

This is the power from the bottom of my heart, little unreservedly said: "love does not care about identity, status, as long as two people can be together, anything can be indifferent."

Bang!

Heart like suddenly hit on the rigid ground, looking at her eyes persistent, deep heart pain let xuanyuanjie cover his chest, for a long time can't speak.

"Love is not something that can be possessed by occupation. Even if a man can possess millions of women, it doesn't mean that he can hold their hearts. If you always think that occupation is a symbol of a man, then this man is the dumbest donkey in a woman's heart. " Xiaoxiao looks at the second master seriously.

I want to say, let go! Give them freedom so they don't want to go on and face it. But when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them.

The injury in his eyes still made her sad and guilty. Even though she knew that this kind of overbearing love was so selfish, she couldn't help her weak sympathy.

However, even if the heart is bleeding, xuanyuanjie still did not give up. After a hard breath, he opened his mouth again: "if I let you be queen, would you like to?"

"Xiaomi's status is humble, and he knows it's not his fate. Emperor, the Canglong kingdom is flourishing. The emperor should worry more about state affairs. Why waste his energy on a little girl like me. What's more, it's not right that we are not in charge of our family. The Minister of the central government will definitely have another objection at that time. " Small seriously looking at xuanyuanjie, this is to give him a chance to wake up, it depends on the boy can't stand.

"I don't care if I'm a beggar as long as I like. As for the ministers, I have a way. You don't have to worry about it. " Xuanyuanjie shook his head, put his hands on his small shoulders, and answered seriously.

"No!" Little said a word, cold turn around, do not want to see the injury in his eyes, also do not want to face such a situation.

Xuanyuanjie stupidly stood in the same place, two people suddenly silent down. He didn't want to be too anxious to scare people away, and worried that he would regret it again if he didn't buy time.

Xiaoxiao felt a burst of anxiety in the back of his head. It was strange to be looked at in the back of his head. For a moment, forgetting her identity, she ran frantically to the end of the corridor.

"Come out!" Xuanyuan Jie said without expression.

On the roof, a figure stood in front of xuanyuanjie. Arched hands, someone respectfully saluted: "I have found the hiding place of Princess Mei and the fourth master."

Taking a deep breath, xuanyuanjie closed his eyes and opened them again. Then he said coldly, "take them all back to the palace. It's better to invite Princess Ping back to the rouge palace."

"Yes The visitor was ordered to retreat.

Small flurried back to live in the yard, found the yard empty. It's not easy to find a passing girl, but she gives her a strange look and runs away in a hurry.

What's the matter?

Are these people crazy?

"Snowball, you say..."

He bowed his head and suddenly realized that just now, he was only interested in making love with xuanyuanjie. He didn't find that little thing when it slipped away.

Whoa, whoa!

I really want to find a place to cry, because everything around Mao has become a pot of porridge. Is she destined to be Daji or beautiful Chen Yuanyuan?

God, give me a guide!