The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 205 204: She asked, who is Feng Yao?

At noon, Nan Zhuohua came to Shengjinyuan to look for Gu Zhijin.

Gu Zhijin was still embroidering that new dress for Si Ye, when she saw Nan Zhuohua, she smiled, "Have you eaten, little sister?"

Nan Zhuohua nodded, looking at Gu Zhijin's rosy face, "Sister, are you happy today?"

She was lying on the desk, staring at Gu Zhijin's complexion with her almond eyes, she was white with pink and pink with red, like a delicate flower in bud.

She felt that her sister was different from usual today.

The embroidery needle in Gu Zhijin's hand paused, her beautiful eyes sparkled and her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she smiled softly: "Since when has my sister been unhappy?"

"My sister is blushing," Nan Zhuohua blinked his almond eyes. "Why are you blushing?"

Gu Zhijin: "."

The little girl was so difficult.

Wuyu next to him raised his eyebrows lightly, and glanced at the man under the tree in the yard, with a mottled smile in his eyes, which was meaningful.

"Miss Jiu, the hibiscus cake you want is ready."

Fudong entered the room with two plates of hibiscus cakes that had just been baked in his hand. The fragrance was overflowing and there was still steam on top.

This hibiscus cake is what Nan Zhuohua asked Fudong for, and she wanted to send some to Yangui.

Fudong put the hibiscus cake on the desk to dry for a while, then arranged it and put it in a box.

After getting the hibiscus cake, Nan Zhuohua bid farewell to Gu Zhijin and went to the palace to find Yangui.

Wuyu followed behind with a food box.

Just after leaving the hospital, Si Ye stopped her at the door with a blank expression, "Is there a cure for her illness?"

Wu Yu naturally knew who the "she" he was talking about, sighed slightly, and said, "It's difficult."

Third Miss was born prematurely and suffered from heart disease. If she wanted to cure her disease, she had to start from the heart.

But the heart is the lifeblood of a person, and a little carelessness can threaten life.

Si Ye frowned tightly, and his black eyes were deep and dark.

Wuyu comforted: "Don't worry, I'll go back and look up the ancient books to see if God's Domain can heal Miss San."

God's Realm is pregnant with spiritual veins, and all things are nourished by spiritual energy. It has bred many rare and precious medicines, which may be able to save the third lady.

"Okay, thank you." Si Ye's brows slightly relaxed.

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This man's heart is already on Gu Zhijin.

It's mid-April, the spring is fading, the breeze is not dry, and the sun is warm.

A lotus viewing platform in the palace is surrounded by blue lake water. Lush lotus leaves have just grown from the bottom of the lake, paving the surface of the lake with verdant green.

Connecting the lotus leaves in the sky, the jasper is endless.

Under the lotus leaves, there are fish swimming around in groups.

Ye Ruoxi was leaning on the railing, holding fish food in her hand, and was feeding the fish below, her eyes were fixed on the sparkling lake water, as if contemplating something, and the blue waves reflected in her eyes.

Ye Ruoxi looked at the fish scrambling to grab food on the lake, and threw out another handful of fish food.

She asked, "What are you doing now, Your Highness?"

The maidservant at the side returned: "His Royal Highness has not been out of the palace gate since the morning, and has been shutting himself in the study room, and this servant does not know what His Royal Highness is doing."

Ye Ruoxi frowned, "Your Highness hasn't left the palace since morning?"

"Yes, it seems that I didn't go in the morning, and I just stayed in the study."

Ye Ruoxi stared at the lake, thoughtful.

Turning around, she handed the small fish food tank in her hand to the maidservant, brushed the broken hair around her ears, "Go, follow me to see Your Highness."

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As soon as Nan Zhuohua entered the palace, she went to the direction of Yan Guishi's palace, and she didn't go to Lanyue Palace anymore, because Yueya'er was not there, so it was meaningless for her to go to Lanyue Palace.

But then she turned around and went to the Moon Palace because she wanted to get wine.

On the road, Ye Ruoxi walked towards her, her beautiful palace attire meandering, and the hem of her skirt drew a shallow arc.

Looking at Nan Zhuohua walking towards this side, she suddenly stopped, her pupils shrank slightly, her face turned pale, she no longer took a step forward, but as Nan Zhuohua got closer and closer, she retreated instead of advancing .

Nan Zhuohua also saw Ye Ruoxi who was startled in front of him.

As she got closer, Nan Zhuohua also recognized her, it was the woman who knocked her candied haws off on the street yesterday.

At that time, I heard from the maid beside her that she was the concubine of the imperial palace.

Is that the prince's concubine?
It's really a narrow road for enemies.

Ye Ruoxi pointed at her with a look of panic, "You, why are you in the palace?"

She didn't know Nan Zhuohua's identity, but when she saw her face, the panic engraved in her bones burst out.

"Leave me alone!"

Nan Zhuohua raised his small eyebrows, and the tails of his eyes flicked wildly, very uninhibited.

Such a defiant appearance is exactly the same as that dead bitch!
Ye Ruoxi was frightened and angry, watching Nan Zhuohua approaching step by step, like the ghost of that woman who came to take her life.

"You, don't come here!"

"This is the way I want to go, why can't I go there?" Nan Zhuohua raised his chin, staring at her with almond eyes, "Are you afraid of me?"

From the woman's face, she saw undisguised horror.

When we met for the first time yesterday, she was also so shocked.

The same is true today.

Nan Zhuohua was sure that she was afraid of her.

"You, a little girl, who said that my concubine is afraid of you!" Ye Ruoxi stopped her back steps and pretended to be calm.

His Highness said that it was just that he resembled that woman.

How could a five-year-old girl be that woman?

Nan Zhuohua pouted, with a small face of disdain, "I'm not afraid of me, then why do you see me hiding?"

Xu was the self-consolation in her heart just now, and Ye Ruoxi was much calmer. She stepped forward slowly, half a step away from Nan Zhuohua, looked at her small face seriously, and couldn't help but sigh, "Like! It's really like !"

"Like who?" Nan Zhuohua looked up at her with his small face up, the warm sun fell into Xing's eyes, and mottled light floated up, "Like Fengyao?"

Ye Ruoxi trembled, "Do you know her?"

Nan Zhuohua shrugged his small shoulders, "I don't know, I listened to what you said."

Yesterday, when she saw her, she called out the name "Feng Yao" in horror, so she wrote it down.

Nan Zhuohua's slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and he tilted his head, "Who is Feng Yao?"

Ye Ruoxi sneered, brushed off her sleeves, and replied, "A woman who died a long time ago."

"Oh," Nan Zhuohua responded lightly, "how did you die?"

Ye Ruoxi raised her eyelids, her eyes darkened, "It was burnt to death."

Nan Zhuohua's apricot eyes narrowed, and in her mind, she suddenly remembered the dream she had last time. In the dream, Yue Ya'er hugged the red-clothed sister in the fire
Yue Ya'er said that the sister in red is his master.

Yue Ya'er also said that his master is not dead, but still alive.

For some reason, Nan Zhuohua associates these two people together.

a dead man, a living man
While Nan Zhuohua was contemplating, a black shadow shrouded her head, it was Ye Ruoxi who came in front of her, bent over, and stretched out his hand to pinch her chin to take a closer look at her small face.

Before her hand touched Nan Zhuohua's cheek, someone suddenly clamped her wrist forcefully. Ye Ruoxi narrowed her eyes coldly, and when she looked up, she saw Wu Yu's face condensed with frost.

(End of this chapter)