Princess Jian Guo gl

Sang Shuya was fiddling with letters in the bedroom.

She unfolded a sheet carefully, and carefully read the flamboyant words on the letter paper—even though the letter had been read dozens of times.

But she still couldn't help rereading it, and she laughed a little every time.

The maid was shaking the fan for her, and she couldn't help laughing when she saw her lady like this: "Miss, what did you write in the letter? It's so interesting?"

After reading it, Sang Shuya carefully stuffed the letter back into the box, then hid the box under the bed, and then said with a smile to the maid: "She talks funny, every time I read her letter, it's like she's standing right in front of me. .”

"It would be great if Miss always smiled so happily."

Sang Shuya took the fan and slapped the maid a few times: "Okay, you are tired in the hot weather, go down and rest."

The maid said with a smile: "How can I be a servant like this, I have more rest than Miss all day long. If Madam finds out, why don't you drive me out."

Sang Shuya squinted: "You are so smart, you will be known by others? Go and rest. If you still feel hot, go to the small kitchen and ask for a bowl of iced sour plum soup to cool off."

The maid smiled and backed away.

Sang Shuya leaned against the window alone, looking at the sky beyond the high wall.

The sun is so nice, if only I could go out for a walk.

But how is it possible, the wall is so high...

Suddenly, a bang was heard from the yard.

The sound was particularly abrupt in the usually quiet courtyard. Sang Shuya panicked and fastened her clothes subconsciously, but because of what happened last time, hearing this sound still made her tremble involuntarily.

Please do not.

Please do not……

The door was pushed open with a creak, and the curtain of broken jade beads crackled.

A sneaky person sneaked in majesticly, and smiled when he saw her: "You know I'm coming, so you dressed up and waited by the window?"

Sang Shuya's eyes lit up, and she couldn't believe it: "You? Why are you here?"

Nan Qingliu jumped over with a smile and hugged her arm: "Here to send you warmth. How is it? Can you feel the heat from me?"

Feel.

So hot.

Sang Shuya saw that Nan Qingliu's face was flushed, and there were still a few drops of sweat on her forehead, and she knew that she ran over in a hurry because she was worried about her.She smiled gently, and pulled her arm out of Nan Qingliu's arms: "You sit down first, I'll get you some iced watermelon."

Nan Qingliu was really hot as hell, as soon as she heard that there was watermelon to eat, she immediately jumped up and sat on the rocking chair, waiting for Sang Shuya to bring her watermelon.

Her bouncing posture was funny and weird. Sang Shuya paused, looked carefully, and frowned: "What's wrong with your feet?"

"nothing."

Sang Shuya walked back, knelt down and gently moved Nan Qingliu's strange-looking foot: "Are you sprained?"

Nan Qingliu said indifferently: "The wall in your yard is too high, I accidentally twisted it when I jumped off it, it's okay, I used to twist it often when I was learning martial arts."

Sang Shuya was a little worried and a little angry: "If you hurt yourself next time, you don't have to come to see me. I don't need to."

As he spoke, he turned his back on his body.

Nan Qingliu immediately begged: "Okay, I understand, next time I won't climb over the wall, can I climb the dog's hole?"

Sang Shuya couldn't hold back, she laughed, bent down and took off Nan Qingliu's shoes, then took an ice handkerchief and put it on her feet.

Looking at Nan Qingliu's swollen feet, Sang Shuya shook her head and smiled, "Your martial arts are not as good as Ah Ling's."

Nan Qing was furious: "Who said that? My martial arts is the best in the world, okay?"

"Okay." Sang Shuya patted her head gently, "Martial arts are so good, don't sprain your feet next time."

Nan Qingliu blushed a little: "Then Fu Ling, when Fu Ling climbed over the wall and came in..."

Although Sang Shuya couldn't bear it, she still told the truth: "She was able to climb over the wall when she was seven or eight years old, and she was never injured."

Nan Qingliu felt annoyed and proud at the same time: "My Ling is really amazing."

Sang Shuya silently looked at Nan Qingliu who was full of energy when Fu Linglai was mentioned, pushed her head, turned around and went to get the watermelon.

Nan Qingliu and Sangshu Ya each took a small spoon and sat facing each other with half a watermelon.

Nan Qingliu dug out a large piece and swallowed it in one gulp. The cold and delicious watermelon juice flowed down her throat. Nan Qingliu sighed comfortably: "The heart is so cold, the heart is soaring."

Sang Shuya looked at Nan Qingliu eating watermelon with a smile, and occasionally picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of her mouth: "Eat slowly, there are more here."

"You eat too." Nan Qingliu said vaguely.

"it is good."

Having said that, Sang Shuya just dug out the middle part of the watermelon and brought it to Nan Qingliu: "The sweetness in the middle is for you."

Nan Qingliu expressed that she was moved and swallowed the melon in one gulp.

Sang Shuya wiped the corner of her mouth helplessly.

While eating watermelon, Nan Qingliu suddenly sniffed and turned pale with shock: "Oops, Fu Ling is here!"

Sang Shuya was startled, and hurriedly looked outside.There was no one in the yard, not even the leaves were disturbed.

"No."

Nan Qingliu seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, her face was earthy: "She's here!" She stood up and walked out: "No, I can't let her see me here, I have to leave quickly."

Sang Shuya hurriedly held her back: "You just came, and we left before we had a few words?"

"You don't know, I quarreled with Fu Ling, and now I don't want to see her, I'm bothered." After a pause, he said, "And don't let her know that we know each other very well, otherwise how can you get me from her?" Inquire about the news."

Sang Shuya: "That's right. If Ah Ling knows that I secretly sent you a letter, she will be so angry that she will never talk to me again."

"So I'm leaving!"

"But don't you happen to bump into her when you go out now?"

"What should I do?"

Sang Shuya looked around her bedroom, walked to the bed and lifted the sheet: "Go and hide under the bed, I will send her away as soon as possible."

Nan Qingliu had no other choice, so he limped over and prepared to drill in.

Can't get in.

Sang Shuya: "Why are you not moving?"

Someone in Nan touched her round belly and looked at her resentfully.

Sang Shuya coughed a few times: "Inhale, inhale."

Nan took two breaths desperately, rolled over, and rolled under the bed.

There was a "bang" under the bed, which subtly merged with the "boom" in the yard.

Nan Qing's gasping voice came from under the bed: "Shu Ya, why is there a box under your bed, it knocked me to death."

That is the box used to hide the letter you sent me.

Before I could say this, I heard the crackling of the broken jade bead curtain in front of the door, and a tall and slender figure walked in slowly.

Sang Shuya: "..."

Don't tell me, Ah Liu can't figure out other things, but he can guess whether there is Fu Ling within a few hundred meters.

Sang Shuya pretended to notice Fu Ling: "Hey, Ah Ling, what's the matter today, why did you come here suddenly?"

There was someone hiding in the room, which made Sang Shuya feel a little uneasy, and even her voice trembled slightly.

Fu Ling looked at her friend a little strangely, and said in a muffled voice, "It's not sudden. Why do you think I'm sudden?"

"Cough." Sang Shuya coughed lightly, hiding the panic on her face, "Just asking casually."

"Oh."

Fu Ling responded, walked slowly to the round table and sat down, looking at the two halves of watermelon on the table and thinking.

Sang Shuya only thought that the weather was so hot, but why she was sweating constantly behind her back.

Fu Ling: "...this watermelon?"

Sang Shuya hurriedly said, "Today I feel that the weather is stuffy, so I ate a few mouthfuls of iced watermelon."

Fu Ling: "...how many bites?"

Sang Shuya looked at the almost gnawed watermelon left by Nan Qingliu guiltily, wiped the sweat from her forehead guiltily, and nodded guiltily: "Ah, I accidentally ate too much. "

Fu Ling: "...Eat two pieces of watermelon alone?"

Sang Shuya: "It's been said that it's hot..."

Fu Ling's expression was complicated: "... two spoons?"

Sang Shuya smiled dryly and said with difficulty: "Two spoons, it's enjoyable to eat."

"Oh."

Fu Ling was too hot today and didn't want to use her brain anymore, so she picked up a piece, scooped up a spoonful and swallowed it: "It's cool and delicious."

That piece was the watermelon that Nan Qingliu had eaten, and it contained the saliva that Nan Qingliu spewed out when he spoke.

Sang Shuya: "... that one is almost finished, or you can eat this one." She said and pushed her uneaten piece of watermelon over.

"You're welcome." Fu Ling continued to eat the watermelon in her arms.

Sang Shuya could only sit down and watch her eat.

After Fu Ling finished drinking the watermelon water, she asked gently: "Why are you here today?"

Fu Ling put down the watermelon rind, lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing."

Sang Shuya raised her eyebrows, glanced at the bottom of the bed unintentionally, and asked with a smile: "But that princess is mad at you again?"

Fu Ling stopped talking.

Sang Shuya knew that someone under the bed was listening, so she deliberately asked, "A Ling, tell me the truth, are you treating her..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Ling quickly interrupted her, her cheeks were slightly pink: "I don't like her! I don't! No! Yes!"

Oh, Ah Ling, your reaction was very intense.

Sang Shuya snickered, and asked again: "Then what if she has someone she likes again?"

Fu Ling's complexion turned from pink to white, her pupils shrank violently, and she sat upright nervously: "Who? Who does she like?"

Sang Shuya smiled and said: "I don't know about this, but I heard that Yun Luo was very close to her. Yun Luo's temperament is much better than yours. Maybe the princess put a cold ass on you, so turn around I found her."

"no!"

Fu Ling slapped the table.

Immediately, he also realized that he had overreacted, and pretended to be calm to find himself a step down: "I mean, stop torturing An Yunluo."

Sang Shuya smiled and said nothing.Who is torturing?Ah Ling, are you?

Fu Ling calmed down for a while, then tugged at her cuffs and said, "Tomorrow Master will take us to Jiangyuan Mountain to collect folk songs. We will come in groups in the morning."

"She naturally asked to be in your group?"

"Of course." A little proud.

But immediately turned his face down again: "But Master let another person join me."

"Who?"

Fu Ling thought for a moment, then said uncertainly: "It seems to be a woman."

Sang Shuya: "..."

Seeing that her best friend was a little speechless, Fu Ling recalled more seriously who the classmates in her group were.

After thinking for a quarter of an hour, he declared that his memory had failed.

"It seems to be a woman..." At that time, all her thoughts were on punishing the man standing outside, and she only remembered so much about others.

"Do you actually want to be with the princess?"

Fu Ling became impetuous again: "I didn't want to be with her!"

Sang Shuya rolled her eyes and said with a light smile, "Okay, I know you don't want to be with her. You just want to be with that girl who can't remember who it is."

Fu Ling opened her mouth and scratched her head: "Annoying."

Standing up again: "I don't know what's wrong recently. Whenever I think of her, I get annoyed, my mood fluctuates, and I can't even practice my words."

Seeing that she wanted to leave, Sang Shuya smiled and said, "Going?"

Fu Ling said: "I want to go back to be a lotus..." She stopped in time and forcibly recited a line of poetry: "The lotus opens to both sides of the face."

Sang Shuya bit her lips and smiled.

Well, the poems are memorized very smoothly, very literary, no one can tell that you went back to make hibiscus cakes.

Fu Ling left.

As soon as Fu Ling left, there was a groaning voice from under the bed: "Shu Ya, tell me quickly, where is your toilet, I'm about to suffocate to death."

Sang Shuya: "...Go straight out and turn left."

Nan Qingliu came back relaxed.

As soon as she entered the door, she complained to Sang Shuya: "Shuya, listen to me, don't fall in love with anyone."

Sang Shuya nodded silently, I won't like anyone.

because.

Nan Qingliu continued to complain: "Still reciting poems, as long as she can, and as long as she learns well, I will also recite! I also know that Fu Rong's last sentence opened to both sides of her face is a one-color dress with lotus leaves and skirts! Tail wolf, I'm not uncommon to be in your group! Hmph!"

because.

Once you fall in love with someone.

Just become stupid.

You, and Ah Ling.

All cute fools.