Bai Liyi leng leng suddenly came to me in vain. She pointed out that her eyes turned and smiled and she bowed her head. "It seems that the imperial concubine will not sleep well tonight."
From say that clear cold hum "wrong! How could I not sleep well? Even if I longed for the moon to come back to the temple, I was worried. "My eyes turned away from the poem, and my words were cold and affectionate." Second sister can eat indiscriminately, but you can’t talk nonsense. Today is just to teach you a lesson. Don’t push your luck again, or third sister I will … never show mercy. "
It’s not so easy just to watch a mother teach her this little lesson.
"Imperial concubine … the feeling is still undiminished" and a desolate sigh came from walking side by side with Yun Qing.
From the poem wait for a while sit still have no reaction to come over … See two people leave back her instantaneous white but was calculated from Yun Qing, and even more incredible is that the four temples had already guessed it, but it was played along with her.
What on earth is this? What four emperors will help Li Yunqing …
This moment is full of anger and incomprehension from the poem.
Happened to hear thyme maple LiuYun hurried to come over and saw at a glance sat down from the poem a face of saddened.
"You … how can you do such a thing? The cloud is your sister … alas! What a sin! " Liuyun said this tears going to fall 67. Chapter 67 Plot (1)
"Mom, you calm down …" From the snow rings, a full face of worry about holding the body wobbly.
Eyebrow frowning at sitting down, I still don’t know what to do. When people see her pitiful face, they want to export reproaches and turn into nai sighs. "Second sister, you … elder sister can’t help you this time."
Then hold the mood almost collapse liuyun "niang I help you go back to have a rest first"
Liuyun looked away from the poem with a face of grief and finally got angry step by step.
Thyme maple’s fine eyes tightly stare at the evil corners of her mouth from the poem, which reminds her that "the second imperial concubine is too weak to be an enemy but can’t leave Yun Qing"
When I heard this, I suddenly looked up and wanted to know what Bai Lifeng meant, but I saw his long and thin eyes frozen. He smiled very much in the backlight. You must know that many hands make light work. "
Thyme maple raised her eyebrows slightly and looked like a ignorant girl. "Look, I’m talking to myself. Don’t worry, sister in law."
Say that finish is a carefree appearance stride away.
But what is the speaker’s heart and the listener’s intention?
The full moon and moonlight reflect the radiant eaves, and those rays penetrate through the cracks in the branches and leaves and shine on the face that is slightly pale from poetry, and it is freezing cold.
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The blue color in the garden is summer.
The girl in the blue-and-green skirt lingered in front of the poem, still carrying nourishing soup medicine in her hand.
She didn’t dare to go in, and she didn’t want to go in. She clearly knew that it was her body to go in like this.
When she came back from the poem in a mess, she was really scared and didn’t dare to ask more questions. She watched the second imperial concubine stormed into the room and she … could do it silently according to the arrangement of the temple.
Smoke lingered for a moment and finally knocked on the door with a slight shake. "Imperial concubine?"
"Come in"
A moment later, the weak sound came from the room, and the smoke was stunned for a moment before pushing the door.
She bowed her head and didn’t look at the pale girl with a coat on the edge of the bed. She gently put the tray on the case and then picked up a bowl and blew it carefully to her.
"Did the temple ask you to send it?" From the poem, I raised my eyes and lowered my eyes slightly. The ink hair hung freely over my shoulders. No imperial concubine should have a model.
"… yes"
Yan Qiao was surprised to leave the poem and took it without saying a word. She got up and put the bowl on the table and turned around to look at the maid who had followed her for many years. "What did the temple say to you?"
"Temple … let the handmaiden tell the imperial concubine …" Yan Qiao swallowed his saliva and this just made him nervous. "It’s said that … these days, when the imperial concubine is dressed in want, please treat the imperial concubine well and rest in Cuiyu Hospital."
That’s a nice thing to say, but it’s grounded, right?
It’s rare for her to frown from the poem without losing her temper and calm down. After careful thinking, she just left Yun Qing to deliberately provoke herself and then broke away, and she has a good attitude like pleading with the temple … Now everyone doesn’t believe what she said. Even if she really told her about the situation from Yun Qing, who else would listen to her?
From the poem tightly hold the fist more think more angry "from yun-ching … I am at odds with you in my life … 68. Chapter 68 Conspiracy ().
"imperial concubine?"
Looking at Yan Qiao from the poem, his eyes have become cold. "Yan Qiao arranged a carriage to the general’s office."
Qiao Yan remained a pair of almond eyes with great cowardice. "But … but the temple commanded …"