my lady

Also on this day, he successfully returned Qinglian's true guilt. After Qinglian said that, he broke through the wound due to unbearable heartache and unstable breath. The old wound ruptured and passed out at the gate of Luofu

But there is one thing, he thinks he is worth it, at least in the end, Qinglian turned her head back

Yi Shi also understood, Wei An gave Qinglian time to figure out what to do, but she didn't let Qinglian mend her wounds, so today, Wei An failed

Qinglian kept admonishing herself that she shouldn't be soft-hearted, but after her father said a word, she rushed towards him, and after she said those words cruelly, she watched him faint and licked her unhealed wound together, so in the end After all, no matter how much you hate those who don’t let go, it’s all in vain

eight knots

Hua Yunran took the freshly brewed tea from the servant's hand and entered Hua Lengzui's study. Uninhibited, very much like him

Hua Yunran put down the end plate, held the pot and poured tea, the fragrance of tea overflowed, the sound ding-dong, white smoke curled up, poured a cup full, and a few petals of tea floated, Hua Yunran put the teacup aside, and could not see it with her lowered eyes. His expression and voice were as calm as ever: "Master, just reported that Wei'an is in Luo Mansion, and wants to bring Qinglian back to Wei's house."

After Hua Lengzui drew the last stroke, the word Dudu filled the whole rice paper, black and white, Hua Lengzui picked up the hot tea at the side, and kept his gaze fixed on the rice paper: "Just go, I'm afraid he will hide The Wei family didn't dare to pick up Luo Qinglian." After finishing speaking, he took a sip of the tea, swallowed it slowly, took two more sips, put down the teacup, looked at Hua Yunran with a gloomy expression, and said, "Ran'er, I know you What do you think about Luo Qinglian, but you have no chance with him, don't you know how much he cares about Wei An?"

Hua Yunran's complexion darkened, her heart was already surging, but she had to pretend to be calm on the face: "I know" He understood everything since that time

Hua Lengzui shook his head, saw that his words were far-fetched, and couldn't help but sigh, it's not that he doesn't understand love, it's just because he understands, that's why he doesn't want him to suffer, his eyes are fixed on the black letters on the rice paper, his eyes are burning: , although Wei An is useless, it doesn't mean he has no brains, you still have to be on guard against him."

Hua Yunran raised her head, thinking about the man who made Qinglian so obsessed, what's the difference?Let the master say: "I know"

The fragrance of ink and the fragrance of tea entered the noses of the two of them, Hua Lengzui held his breath, and pressed the foot of the page that was blown by the wind: "There is news in the palace that Concubine Jing is pregnant with the emperor's heir, and the emperor is very nervous. , don’t let her make any mistakes, if it doesn’t work out, we still have chess pieces.”

Hua Yunran was silent, outside the window, a few yellow leaves were blown off, it turned out that it had entered autumn unknowingly, the season when life began to dry up, on the rice paper where flowers were cold and drunk, there was only a newspaper word

At night, the emperor Qingcheng was reviewing the memorials in the imperial study room. The father-in-law who had poor eyesight held the lamp for him and cut the candle wicks again and again. Wow, it seems that there is something unfair

A moth fluttered on the candlelight, flapped its wings twice, and finally disappeared in the candlelight, making a chirping sound. The father-in-law slid down the corner of his clothes a little uneasy. The young emperor was only focused on reviewing the memorials and forgot to rest. , always makes the old man worry: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, go back to the dormitory and rest." This tone is not like the tone that a slave should have, but it is like an old man admonishing a young man.

The emperor stacked the Minghuang playbook on top of the reviewed pile, without raising his eyes, he went on to the next one: "Did you know? Hua Lengzui dispatched troops to garrison Nancheng, obviously to help refugees, but in fact they did not move. The officials sent to deal with the floods were blocked by him again and again, and they failed to act. Tell me, how can I sleep?"

The father-in-law was in a dilemma, his small eyes narrowed even more tightly, and his eyelids seemed to be glued together: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Hua has half of the troops, which is equivalent to yours. In recent years, Nancheng has suffered from floods and natural disasters have continued* , The national treasury is not enough, the only thing you can beat him is that Mr. Wei is willing to give you what you have, and the other is to connect with the Luo family's financial resources, but now,,,, "

Speaking of Wei'an, the emperor's eyes showed hatred for iron and steel, and he pressed the brush in his hand hard, and the ink was dyed in a big circle: "This bastard who has more success than failure, if he is still ignorant, kill it"

"Your majesty, why don't you let the prince talk to Young Master Wei? And the old slave heard from Miss Zhe'er that Young Master Wei went to pick up Young Master Luo at the Luo Mansion today. Although there was a little accident, Young Master Luo stayed with Young Master Wei for the night. The two of them It's still a play."

Don't you know what kind of personality your imperial brother is?If he is really ruthless, there is no need for him to grieve and turn his head here now: "If the emperor is asked to talk to Wei'an, he will probably let Wei'an pack up his things and run away overnight, and never come back. Jingcheng, my little brother is just too soft-hearted."

The father-in-law sighed, he watched the two grow up, how could he not know what kind of personality the two brothers have, so Mu Wang can only be Mu Wang, but Qingguo will be the king of a country: "Then the emperor What are you going to do?"

how?Qingguo took out a piece of letter paper, dipped it in ink, and wrote a few words on Mei Xiang's letter paper, then put down the pen, and handed it to Eunuch: "Elder-in-law's eyes can still see clearly? Don't misunderstand the words on the letter paper." "

Look, this is the child I brought up with my own hands. Knowing my own pain, I was blatant and ignorant and fearless. I sprinkled salt on it. The father-in-law squinted at the emperor with a dark expression in his eyes and took the letter paper. Under the fire, after recognizing those words clearly, his complexion changed drastically, and the letter paper in his hand almost slipped. Qingguo saw that his face suddenly turned pale, and he knew what he was thinking, but he still told him calmly: "Grandfather!" But hold on tight, the child in Concubine Jing's womb must be taken care of carefully, if something goes wrong, don't blame me for not remembering the past."

No matter how the father-in-law's face changes, Qingguo finished this sentence, picked up the brush again, and carefully reviewed it. The father-in-law instinctively grabbed the letter paper in his hand. It's like taking several lives

Whoever made a batch of papers has a wrong fate, and the situation is changing, and it is another catastrophe

Young Madam, don't worry, the young master's breath is not stable, which impacted the wound, ruptured the wound, and caused a coma. As long as you wake up, you will be fine

Young Madam, should I put the medicine here or take it back to the mansion, you see?

,,,, put it here

Oh oh oh, okay, young lady, after the young master wakes up later, you must tell him not to get angry so easily, it will be bad if the wound ruptures again

Why did you leave him so easily?It's fine to give him the yard, why should he also give him the bed?What's more, why did he feel that Uncle Shura's words were meant for him to hear?

Didn't he choose not to care about this person's life and death the moment he made up his mind to give up?But why does my heart beat wildly when I see him lying on the bed with a pale face?

There is always that scene in my mind, he fell at the door, regardless of the foreword, I ran to him, supported his body, and even before he passed out, he took his hand and held it tightly, and then struggled tangled with

Is this you?Luo Qinglian, where have you been so calm in the past?

Man laying in bed and falling asleep, sick pale and disturbed, man sitting beside bed with wandering thoughts and absent minded

Semyu came in with lunch, saw Qinglian who was dazed by the bed, glanced at Wei'an who was unconscious, and couldn't help but lower his voice: "Master"

A young master interrupted his thoughts, Qinglian raised her head in a hurry, seeing that it was Semiao, she lifted it up with a sigh of relief, looked at Wei An on the bed, and after seeing that he was fine, she let go of her heart, and later she thought for herself again. Feeling ashamed of his actions, he clearly made an appointment with himself and stopped talking to him, but he still cared about everything about him in the first place. It turned out that the so-called appointment with himself did not let himself go after all: "What's wrong?"

Hearing his deep voice, Shimiu thought that he was also afraid of disturbing Wei An: "I brought lunch here, you didn't eat in the morning, eat some first, my uncle will be fine."

Qinglian wanted to refute something, but after struggling for a while, she gave up, stood up and walked out of the inner room, and came to the Eight Immortals table. On the table, there were four or five delicate side dishes, a bowl of rice, a pot of tea, and a bowl of hot soup

Sitting down on the chair, Qinglian picked up the bowls and chopsticks, picked up the order, and delivered the meal. The whole process was casual but strangely eye-catching, and her manner was elegant. Seeing that he was willing to eat, Semiao finally felt relieved and stood aside, Say it to him without saying a word: "Master, just now Yishi talked to me, he said that my uncle has missed you since he woke up, and he came to visit you in the mansion on the day he woke up, just knowing that you are not good. I was willing to see him, so I hid outside the yard and saw you and Young Master Hua drinking in the yard, Yi Shi said, that night when my uncle went back, his eyes were red, and he refused to say anything when asked."

Regardless of whether Qinglian is willing to listen or not, she finished these words. When he said these things, he stopped his movements and glanced at him. He didn't speak, but his heart was turbulent. Just hid outside the yard, his eyes were red and why didn't he pursue it, those things, even though it was just a single word, made him feel heartbroken, so why should he be so hard on himself, he simply didn't think about it, it's just that he What happened to the words in his mouth, saying that the emperor wanted to kill him?

Thinking of this, Qinglian put down the bowl and chopsticks, took a sip of the hot soup on the side, cleared her throat, and then asked: "Did Yishi meet with you?"