The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 171 170: He called Nan Zhuohua "Sister"

Gu Zhirou said with a smile: "Sister Leng's words are wrong. The empress dowager is the emperor's mother, how can she be an outsider?"

Empress Qin raised her eyes, and answered: "The Empress Dowager is indeed not an outsider." She raised her hand to signal to the people present below, and she smiled contemptuously: "What about them?"

Everyone lowered their heads, they were indeed not qualified to listen to Concubine Leng's performance.

Empress Qin took a sip of tea, her red lips curled into a smile, and her tone was slow: "Concubine Rou asked Concubine Leng to sing for everyone here, isn't this embarrassing the emperor?"

Gu Zhirou's face froze.

How could she fail to understand what Empress Qin meant by hiding a knife in her smile.

She was targeting Leng Shuiyi, and she didn't know what kind of hand Empress Qin was interfering with.

Empress Qin smiled sneeringly, and cast a sidelong glance at Gu Zhirou. Seeing her deflated made her feel good.

She could see the meaning of Gu Zhirou's tit-for-tat confrontation with Leng Shuiyi, since Gu Zhirou had joined Jing Chaoci's camp, she was her enemy, and an enemy's enemy was a friend.

She spoke for Leng Shuiyi, for no other reason than to suppress Gu Qingrou's prestige.

Gu Zhirou has never been a good quarrel, and would not be so easily taken over by Empress Qin. Although the smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit stiff, she still maintained a dignified posture on her face.

She generously admitted her disrespect, "The empress is right, but the concubine didn't think carefully, and sister Leng shouldn't be allowed to sing in front of everyone."

Turning to look at Leng Shuiyi, she smiled apologetically again: "It was my fault just now, please don't blame sister Leng."

"Concubine Rou is polite."

Leng Shui Yi Dan smiled, sat back in her seat, and continued to be a transparent person.

Now that Gu Zhirou has already paid for it, it's not good for Empress Qin to hold on to her. This will make her look a little petite and lose the bearing of the mother of a country.

Empress Dowager Mei said with a serious face, "Okay, if you don't sing, don't sing, and everyone can continue to enjoy the flowers."

She wanted to hear Leng Shuiyi sing, but Leng Shuiyi didn't want to sing, so she couldn't force her to sing.

The Empress Dowager Mei was blocked by Leng Shuiyi and everyone brushed her face. It must be a lie that she was not annoyed.

This matter seemed to be that Gu Zhirou made an apology and an apology, and she was at a disadvantage, but in fact, she didn't suffer at all, and instead made Empress Dowager Mei hate Leng Shuiyi.

Song Zhibai saw it clearly, shook his head and sighed, and said to Gu Zhijin: "Your second sister is quite capable."

Gu Zhijin smiled slightly: "Shen Xiru gave birth to a daughter, how could she have no means."

Gu Qingrou's methods are much stronger than Shen Xiru's.

Gu Zhijin is here to participate in the banquet, let's talk about Nan Zhuohua's side.

Holding a thread in her hand, she raised her head and ran after a paper kite with a broken thread. Finally, the paper kite landed in a palace, and she ran towards that palace with short legs.

Because she was unable to attend the banquet, she stayed in Lanyue Palace to play.

Having nothing to do, she kept thinking about the paper kite from last time, so she asked Qingyu to make one for her, and then played with it in the empty space of Lanyue Palace.

After a while, the paper kite suddenly broke its thread in the air, and she followed the broken paper kite and ran.

When we arrived at the palace, there wasn't even a single guard outside.

Nan Zhuohua stepped into the threshold with short legs, and there was no one outside the huge palace, the ground was overgrown with weeds, and the palace gate was stained with rust, as if it had been left unattended for a long time.

The palace is deserted, and the palace is desolate.

Nan Zhuohua looked around the palace courtyard with eyes as clear as a deer.

Her voice was clear and soft, "Is anyone there?"

The leaves rustled in the wind, except for a few birdsong, no one answered.

The vegetation is deep and the palaces are few.

Nan Zhuohua raised his head and saw the paper kite with a broken thread on a branch.

The hanging position is not high, but for Nan Zhuohua's short man, it is high enough to be above sea level.

Her dark almond eyes stared at the paper kite on the branch, her little hands were folded on her stomach, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her face was full of sorrow.

She didn't know how to get the kite off, looked down at her short legs, and walked to the big tree, the trunk of which was so thick that an adult could hold it.

Nan Zhuohua's slender arms hugged the thick tree trunk, and his short legs were also wrapped around him. His fleshy buttocks arched up and down, thinking about climbing up, like a tree-climbing snail.

Her speed was not as good as that of a snail, and she was sweating profusely when she climbed. She lowered her head to see how high she had climbed, and the result was about five centimeters off the ground.

Behind him came a young man, about 16 years old, dressed in plain clothes, with clear and fair eyebrows, and those black and white eyes were as bright as gurgling water, clean and flawless.

Juanxiu's facial features are still shy of a teenager.

Even though the clothes on her body are simple, it is difficult to hide her elegance and elegance.

He stopped and looked at the little girl who was climbing up the tree trunk. Although he couldn't see her small face, he thought it was cute and cute.

"what are you doing?"

The boy spoke, his voice was cool and pleasant like spring water, half warm and half cool.

Hearing someone talking from behind, Nan Zhuohua stared at her short legs, and she turned around steadily.
The young man saw her appearance clearly, his pupils dilated slowly, his eyes stared in disbelief, he staggered back two steps, dazed: "Sister?"

Nan Zhuohua stood in the same place, looked at him, with pure almond eyes, looked at his figure which was much taller than her, and blinked, "You are older than me, why do you call me sister?"

Xiaozui muttered: "My name is not 'Sister,' my name is Nan Zhuohua, and my baby name is Yaoyao."

The young man stared at her for a long time, the light and shadow in his clean eyes were shattered, and his eyes were full of worry. How could this little face look so similar to his sister's.

Those almond eyes, that nose, that small mouth, and the unbridled expression of the corners of the eyes and brows are all exactly the same as Sister's.

The only difference is that she has a cinnabar between her eyebrows, but my sister doesn't.

He kept staring at her, Nan Zhuohua pouted, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

The boy came back to his senses, and smiled lightly, "I'm sorry, I just admitted the wrong person."

Elder sister has passed away for about five years, how could it be the little girl in front of me.

It's just that they look similar.
"Did you recognize me as your elder sister?" Nan Zhuohua asked.

"Well," the young man nodded slightly, looking at her with nostalgia in his eyes, every frame of this little girl looks so much like his elder sister.

Nan Zhuohua tilted his head, curious: "Then what about your elder sister, where is she now?"

"She," the young man smiled, slightly bitter, "she has gone far away."

"Then she will come back?"

The young man frowned and whispered softly, "I won't be coming back."

Will never come back.

Seeing his gloomy brows and eyes, Nan Zhuohua felt a little uncomfortable.

The boy didn't know why he saw the little girl in front of him so much, maybe it was because of her little face similar to that of his elder sister.

When he looked at her eyes, he couldn't help but soften, "What's your name?"

Just now when Nan Zhuohua was muttering his name in his mouth, he was still in a daze and didn't hear it.

(End of this chapter)