My palm print is a bit flirtatious

"What is a black wife?"

"The black wife is... a great beauty. If you meet her, you will have good luck."

"Then how do we catch him?"

"Hmm...you have to use the net to catch it."

Mu Qing looked up at the curtain on the top of the bed, put her hands under her head, her brows gradually softened, she was absent-minded for a moment, and asked in a daze, "Chuntong, what do you call dragonflies?"

The hottest one is the palace maid who lives in the same room as Mu Qing. She turned around with the teacup, thought for a while and said, "Dragonfly? We call it Yang Ding Ding. When I was young, I caught it and put it in the tent. Said to catch mosquitoes."

"There is such a saying." She turned her head and asked again, "Have you ever seen a black dragonfly, the black and bright one, we call it the black old lady, it is very rare to meet, some people say Good luck if you meet one.”

Chun Tong smiled suspiciously: "Hei Wife? Is there such a name? It's the first time I've heard of it. The name is interesting."

Mu Qing also laughed, the corners of her mouth were pursed, her brows and eyes were curved, she was rarely seen smiling, in fact, she also looked pretty when she smiled, especially her eyes, which looked a little dull at first glance, but after watching for a long time It will feel very tasteful, and when you glance at people lazily, it will make people feel an invisible sense of oppression.

She didn't know if she had ever seen Mrs. Hei, she only had a vague impression in her mind, but she couldn't remember it if she wanted to think about it.She also doesn't remember who was the one who told her that a black wife would bring good luck, maybe it was her mother, her relatives... In short, it should be someone who knew her.

She can't remember many things from her childhood. From the time she can remember, she has been growing up in the palace. She doesn't know how she got into the palace, and how she got into the clothes bureau. Everything is confused.Sometimes, strange thoughts pop up in my mind, I always feel that she should have family members, because those people and things in memory will always pop up inadvertently.

She tilted her head and asked, "By the way, Chuntong, what's the name of that Ruan's palm print, the supervisor of ceremonies?"

Chun Tong looked around, and secretly said: "It's a two-letter name, called Lan Ye."

"Lan Ye, Ruan Lan Ye..." She murmured twice in a low voice, her eyebrows flickered, and nothing crossed her mind. To her, it was a strange name, and even more a strange person.

Scrambling to sit up, she stood up with her shoes on, and said to Chun Tong: "There is not enough Xiaozhengshan in the palace, you can go to Si Rong to get some, your majesty likes to drink these days."

Chun Tong responded, and hurried out to the East Side Hall.Just as she was about to turn around, a young eunuch came to the door and said with a smile: "Miss Qing, Your Majesty sent you there."

She was startled for a moment, then asked again: "Is the Empress Dowager leaving?"

The little eunuch bowed his waist and said: "I just left. Your Majesty called you on purpose. The ancestors don't often come to Qianqing Palace. If you go, you will definitely ask questions. Your Majesty is afraid that you will be wronged." Sending you, no, the old ancestor just left, so he sent the servant to invite you, and the servant will see that the girl will be prosperous soon."

She showed a little smile, "Then I will accept my father-in-law's auspicious words."

The little eunuch grinned shyly and couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, his body became half short again, and he respectfully said: "As long as the girl can think of the slave when she gets rich in the future, the slave is willing to serve the girl for the rest of her life."

These flattering words are never rare in the palace. Today I will be a cow and horse for the rest of my life, and tomorrow I will be a pig and dog for the whole life of her, and the wind will blow both ends. This kind of talk will pass after hearing it, who will take it seriously.

Mu Qing pursed her lips, only smiled and said nothing, walked around the cover room to the Ming Palace of Qianqing Palace, just about to salute her, when Sima Yu called her over, "Mu Qing, come quickly, I have something for you. "

She looked up and saw him take out a small orange purse from his arms, and said happily: "I got it from Miao Nei Shi today, do you think it looks good? Not only does it look good, but it also contains AI inside." Grass and spar are said to be obtained from the temple, which can protect the body and ward off evil spirits. I saw that it is suitable for you, so I asked for it specially for you, do you like it?"

Indeed, it took a lot of thought. A teenage girl would probably be happy to see it. She took it and put it in her palm, and said with a grin, "It's very beautiful. Your Majesty gave it to me." What is this for?"

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, this will keep you safe and safe for your whole life." Sima Yu raised his finger and pointed, "I know that Mu Qing had a bad life before, but it doesn't matter, when I grow up, I will marry you Do you think it's okay to be a queen?" In the end, he watched her face cautiously, and even his voice gradually lowered.

She was stunned for a moment, staring at the purse in her hand without saying a word, and immediately raised the corner of her mouth and said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be so nice to Mu Qing. Mu Qing is just a servant girl, and you don't need such things as amulets at all. Your Majesty looks at me. Isn't it good to live to such an age?"

She looked at the person in front of her indifferently, who was half a head lower than her, maybe it was the effect of the medicine, and she was thinner than a child of her usual age.Sending an amulet to her to keep her safe, she pursed her lips and smiled wryly, sometimes things in the world are like this, as if there is a definite number in the dark, he should understand that it is not her who really cannot live a long and safe life, he should keep this amulet for himself .

"What's so good? Mu Qing refuses to take what I gave you, does it mean you don't like me?" Seeing her refusal, he was a little unhappy.

She looked up, "I didn't."

"Since this is the case, then you have to accept what I give you, otherwise you will be against the decree, which is to destroy the nine clans." At a young age, he also learned to use power to suppress people, and he snatched the purse from her hand , raised his hand and tied it around her waist, Mu Qing looked up at his face, seemed a little angry.

For Sima Yu, I can't say how much I like her. I am afraid that he is the only one in the palace who is sincere to her.Perhaps the most sincere emotion when you are young, that kind of liking has nothing to do with love, to be precise, it is actually a kind of dependence.

Sima Yu relied on her, so he trusted her unconditionally.

And she is a heinous devil, using his most sincere emotions to harm him.If there is reincarnation in the world, she should go to the [-]th floor of hell, suffer all the punishments, and never be reborn forever.

Seeing that she didn't refuse any more, Sima Yu pulled her to sit down and asked, "What kind of tea is it today? Last time, the green parrot was fine, I drank several cups in a row."

Sitting next to him, Mu Qing listened to his words, her palms tightened, her voice trembling slightly, "Does Your Majesty like to drink the tea made by Mu Qing?"

He didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Of course, if I don't like it, why did I ask you to make tea for me." Then he picked up the teapot on the case to pour water, Mu Qing hurriedly snatched the teapot, terrified stand aside.

Sima Yuhu asked, "What's wrong?"

She lowered her eyes to look at the teapot in her hand, and the colorful rope on her wrist was faintly visible. She hesitated for a while before saying: "I...I, I suddenly remembered that this pot of tea is cold, I'll go get another pot." After turning around, he rushed out of the hall without looking back, as if he had lost his soul.

The scorching sun blazed on the ground, and balls of heat rose up, pressing directly on the person. Standing under the veranda, she felt that the heat of the whole sky made her breathless. What happened, where did it come from? Mistake?When will she become indecisive? Didn't she plan for the worst before? She doesn't even care about this life, so how can she care about whether others live or die?

Hurrying back to the side hall, she put the teapot on the table with a flustered expression on her face. Chun Tong looked back at her and asked, "Why did you come back so early today? Didn't Your Majesty keep you company?"

Every time Mu Qing went to serve tea, she had to accompany Sima Yu for a long time, sometimes playing chess with him, and sometimes reading him stories from "The Classic of Mountains and Seas". She can know many strange mountains and beasts in the Sutra.She never thought about these things before, but now that all these things are coming up one after another, she feels that her whole mind is in chaos.

Xuanran lay on the bed, she closed her eyes and said: "It's getting hot, I feel a little uncomfortable, you can make tea for me and send it to His Majesty."

Chun Tong worried and asked: "Is it because of heatstroke? I'll find someone to prescribe a prescription."

Mu Qing held her back, frowned and said: "Don't worry about it, I'll just lie down and lie down. His Majesty is still waiting there, so hurry up and send it."

"Sure, then lie down and lie down, and if you need something, you can send me." Chuntong Deling left the hall after making tea.

Usually, Sima Yu's tea was made by her herself, and he never faked it. He trusted her, so he never doubted her.

She closed her eyes, raised her hand and frowned, her mind was in chaos, she suddenly didn't know how to continue.He was very firm at first, but the more he moved forward, the more false and solid it became, and gradually, he lost even the courage to move forward.

The sky changed in a blink of an eye, and there was a torrential rain in Youshi, the air was steaming, and the smell of soil rushed towards the face, making people feel restless.

Jinyu leaned over to push the sill window, the rain was wet and poured into the house, poured into the sleeves along the arms, and the rumbling thunder outside shook her heart, she shook her hands and sighed: "It's a good Dragon Boat Festival, how come It's raining heavily."

Bi Rong turned around and saw her lying on the sill window, worriedly said: "The heat is swirling around outside, take care of the heat, you are not in good health, don't toss around."

She didn't look back, still looking at the rainwater pouring out from the eaves of the corridor, she muttered and said: "Don't make noise, I have my own plans, I don't want to eat dinner, and if you want to rest earlier, you should go back first Go to the palace, you don't need to be waited at night." As soon as the summer came, she had a problem with severe summer and couldn't eat anything.

Bi Rong made the bed for her, and muttered: "Then don't kick the quilt at night, it will be cold in the middle of the night after it rains..."

"I know, I know, I'm not a child, so go away."

"What? Are you going to hate me?"

Jinyu turned her head and smiled wryly, got up and pushed her, and said in a long voice, "Good Birong, kiss Birong, how dare I dislike you."

Pushing and shoving out of the palace door, it was a little dark in the evening, Jinyu turned around to light the lamp, pinched the jade, scratched her head and picked out the wick, turned around and bumped her head into the soft embrace, her nose hurt, and she cursed at her face: "Who doesn't have eyes—"

"it's me."

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