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The departing delicate figure paused slightly, and she turned around expectantly, with the corners of her mouth curled into the most appropriate arc, and said with a smile, "It's okay to speak directly, Your Highness."
Xiao Simo Xiuran got up, stared at the beautiful woman in front of him with Wubo's eyes, and said sincerely, "Chaochu is a good man."
Yun Liang froze for a moment, her smile froze for a moment, implying that she and Xiao Mu were sent back to make a pile?
In the end, she was the one who was wrong.
His words were like cones made of ice, piercing her chest with precision.
For a moment, Yunliang really wanted to yell at Xiao Simo, what does it matter to her whether Xiao Chaochu is a good man? Can't you see that the ups and downs and turns of my heart all rise and fall because of you? How could you, push me into another person's chest!
Her lips parted, but she didn't say anything in the end. If you don't live in your heart, what's the point of my affection for you?
One day, she will dig a bottomless hole in his heart, and she will live in it alone!
She only gave herself a moment to bow her head and grieve. His eyebrows drooped slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.
The cherry lips parted slightly, and the beautiful woman raised her head with a smile on her eyebrows, nodded slightly, and said softly, "Yun Liang understands."
Xiao Simo was relieved, he could see the emperor's brother's thoughts on this Yunliang girl, but he was still not sure about her friendship with Chaochu. Now that Yunliang made such a promise, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
There was a little warmth on his cold face, and he said with concern, "If you need help with anything, just ask, Ruoli will do my best."
I want your heart, can you afford it?
Yun Liang snorted coldly in her heart.
Lifting up Juechen's beautiful face, he smiled like a flower and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, and Ruoli will leave."
The lotus steps moved slightly, turned around and left in a swaying posture.
The moment he went out, a smile condensed on his face.
If she hadn't asked, would her beautiful dream have lasted longer?
After that day, every time Yun Liang recalled this questioning, regret would be like a sharp blade, slicing across her heart, with blood dripping from the tip of the knife, which he could not see.
"Your Highness, does the Second Prince like Miss Yi Yunliang?"
Nanxie started to pack the chess sets, watched Yunliang's back disappear at the door of the tea room, put the chess pieces into the chess box, and raised her head to ask her master.
The second prince fell in love with Miss Yunliang, why didn't he know it at all?
"Talk too much."
The indifferent man reprimanded lightly, walked to the study room separated by a curtain, stood in front of the bookshelf, and casually took out a book to read.
Xiao Simo likes to drink tea, and also likes to play Go, and prefers to sip fragrant tea and hold a roll of ink.
Therefore, I specially ordered people to build this tea room. Between the study room and the tea room, only hanging gauze is used as a partition.
People who practice martial arts should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and drinking tea and reading books are the best ways to cultivate their temperament.
"That¡¡"
Nanxie chased after him without knowing the meaning, and wanted to ask if that meant that there was a happy event to be held in the palace.
"If it's packed, go and order someone to prepare dinner."
The man who buried his head in the scroll ordered the tunnel without raising his head.
After being reminded by the master, Nanxie squinted at the timekeeping hourglass on the table, and the sky outside the window was still bright, but it was already three o'clock.
"This subordinate is negligent, so Nanxie will order someone to prepare dinner."
Bow and leave.
The man in front of the desk gently put down the scroll, and walked to the window with his hands behind his back, staring at the tall parasol trees in the courtyard.
The appearance of the phoenix girl, the crouching dragon's chant, and the phoenix's chirping are all just ancient legends. With the strength of him and Huang Nu, can they really resist the millions of elite soldiers of the emperor's uncles? At this time, the elder proposed to practice Lihen swordsmanship with Miss Yunliang, affirming Miss Yunliang's status in a disguised form
Don't be afraid of anything else, just worry, the elders and the emperor's uncles have the same idea, they are all Xiangzhuang dancing swords, with the intention of Pei Gong.
Pian Beiting went to inquire about the news and there was no news. Could it be that something happened?
The wind rustled the leaves of the plane trees.
The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop.
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The clouds gather and the wind clears.
The moon shifts the shadows of flowers, and quietly climbs up the jade railings, and people are not asleep.
? At night, the plants in the courtyard condense a layer of dew, and the flute resembles ink in a robe, looking up at the full moon in the sky.
The world is generally like this month, and it is inevitable that there will be ups and downs. If you want everything to be perfect, won't you be like a moon in water, a moon in the water, and joy in vain?
He wanted the Lihen dynasty to last for a thousand years, but he didn't know what to do with the current situation. In the imperial capital, the elders hold power and refuse to delegate power; in the fiefdom, the emperor's uncles are approaching step by step; at the border, it is inevitable to kill brothers with Sikong.
There are cliffs everywhere.
The one who wins the Phoenix woman wins the world. Can a legend, a woman, really bear the ups and downs of a dynasty?
Sighing shallowly, Xiao Simo shook his head with a wry smile, when did he become so sentimental?
"Who cares about a sad person? I'm already feeling uneasy, but the bright moon is being pushed over the wall again. Tsk tsk, Lili, you're not Chan'e, so you don't need to look at the moon so affectionately, do you?"
A joking voice came to mind in the night, accompanied by the smell of wine.
A slender figure walked out from behind the stone-built rockery of Taihu Lake with a jug in his hand, handed over the wine glass with his left hand, and poured a glass of jade liquid with the jug in his right hand.
She winked mischievously at him.
Xiao Simo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to take the wine glass, flicked the surface of the glass, and the pure fragrance slowly entered the tip of his nose.
Drink it with your face up, "It has a mellow taste and a long sweet taste. It is the best Xinghuacun Fen Liquor."
"Ah! So this is apricot blossom wine £ş£ş£şIt's very delicious!"
Nihua Yao burped. In the moonlight, her cheeks were flushed.
"Thank you, Miss Ni."
Pass the cup back to Nihua Yao.
"Shake."
She corrected it tirelessly.
"Miss Ni is late at night, why are you still here?"
He changed the subject as usual.
With glazed eyes, she said with a crooked smile, "Picking fragrance late at night."
He raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for her further explanation.
The little hand holding the wine glass dangled in front of him, and the slightly drunk woman confessed, "Originally, I wanted to visit your boudoir at night, and I came here late at night to steal fragrance. But I went to your bed and missed it." Feeling a little depressed, I went to the wine cellar in the palace and touched the barrel of wine. You can¡¯t hold the barrel of wine around, right? So I went to your room to borrow the jug and wine glass, and I wanted to wait for you while drinking Come back. Wait, wait, I don¡¯t see you, I¡¯m planning to go back home, I never thought, hehe £ş£ş£şIt¡¯s easy to come.¡±
The standard tone of a flower picker, especially the hey in the last sentence £ş£ş£ş has won the true biography of a senior flower picker.
As we got closer, I realized that the aroma of wine that I asked about at the beginning was not from the flagon she was holding on to, but from her body.
Xiao Simo took the jug in her hand, shook it in her hand, frowned slightly, there was not much wine left in it!
"You drink all the apricot blossom wine in this pot?"
Nihua shook her mouth with a grin, and nodded vigorously, "It's delicious! It's sweet, and it tastes like almond cake."
Starry eyes narrowed slightly, and her pink tongue licked along the cherry lips, showing a drunken and naive attitude that was still unfinished.
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