The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

"Dieer. ▏ . fèisuzw. ▏" Cui Moyao interrupted Wu Die's words in a timely manner, and said with a trace of alienation in his eyes: "I have always treated you as a younger sister."

"I don't want to be your sister." Wu Die bit her lip, her eyes were red, she couldn't accept it.

"Then, I can only say sorry." He frowned.

Wu Die couldn't believe that her beloved cousin would reject her, and turned pale on the spot.

"I won't give up." She left a sentence, stomped her feet, and ran away quickly.

Cui Moyao looked at her back and let out a long sigh. Wu Die was vaguely attached to him, her sister's dependence on her brother, but it was definitely not love, it's just that she didn't understand it yet.

What he said should be straightforward enough. I hope she can go back and think about it calmly. Maybe she will find that he is not as good as she imagined.

After a busy day, he just wanted to see his concubine quickly, thinking, striding towards the south courtyard.

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Wu Die lay obliquely on the imperial concubine chair, staring at the roof in a daze, and looked like this for two hours.

Pandan stood aside, secretly closed her eyes, and fell asleep for a while.

Wu Die suddenly said, "Xianglan, why doesn't my cousin like me? Is it because I'm not pretty enough? Xianglan..."

She raised her head, only to find that Xianglan was asleep standing there, she jumped up from the chair and walked to her side, but she was still asleep.

She yelled "Ah!" in Xianglan's ear, and Xianglan was scared out of her wits and screamed, "Ah! What happened?"

Wu Die leisurely returned to the imperial concubine chair and sat down. She was teasing Xiang Lan just now. She looked so panicked and said with a smile, "I really admire you. How can you fall asleep while standing?"

Xiang Lan's face was pale, and she said repeatedly: "Your servant deserves to die, my servant deserves to die..."

Wu Die waved her hand lightly and said, "Okay, okay, now I ask you, why doesn't my cousin like me? You should know, right?"

Xiang Lan lowered her head and said, "I dare not speculate."

"You've been in the mansion for so long, how could you not know what the master likes. Say it, it's a deal, there will be rewards, it's hard to say..." Her eyes became sharp.

Of course Xianglan knew very well what would happen if she offended Wu Die, she couldn't help but shuddered in her heart, pursed her lips, cupped her hands and said, "The person my lord likes should be...more ladylike, I think, any man likes to be soft and well-behaved." woman."

"Lady, lady...Okay, I will believe you this time, I want to create a lady!" She shouted excitedly.

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Cui Moyao sat quietly under the flower stand, watching Fu Yaxuan playing in Xiaorou on the grass, sometimes he would smile knowingly.

Xuan'er is like his right hand, Xiaorou is like his left hand, they are inseparable, although, sometimes he will be jealous of the right hand being good to the left hand, but this does not hinder his love for them.

"cousin."

With a soft call, he slowly turned his head, completely dumbfounded.

I saw Wu Die wearing a gorgeous Jinxiang palace dress, long skirt reaching the floor, long hair shawl, delicate figure like a flower, lips like cinnabar, a string of diamond necklaces quietly hanging on her slender and attractive neck, especially a pair of flexible eyes like two shining gems.

Seeing that he didn't respond, she quickly asked, "Why, isn't it pretty?"

Cui Moyao shook his head and said, "It's not that you don't look good, it's just that you can't get used to your appearance."

"Slowly, you'll get used to it." Wu Die's voice was delicate and coquettish, and a slender hand that was soft and boneless, more beautiful than spring onions, gently rested on Cui Moyao's thigh.

"I'll go and see Xiaorou." Cui Moyao was overwhelmed, he hurriedly pulled her hand away, stood up and walked quickly to the grass.

Wu Die didn't miss his flustered look, she thought, she made the right bet this time.

To get along with Wudie, Cui Moyao would rather play sepak takraw with Xiaorou.

Wu Die also followed, holding a bamboo dragonfly in one hand, and touching Xiaorou's chubby face with the other hand: "Xiaorou, do you want to play with bamboo dragonfly?"

Xiao Rou is not afraid of life, and when she sees something interesting, she babbles and dances.

Wu Die rubbed the bamboo dragonfly with both hands, rubbing and rubbing, the bamboo dragonfly flew out of her hands, and flew to the sky, Xiaorou kept her eyes on the flying thing, straightened up and wanted to chase after it.

Fu Yaxuan quietly pulled Cui Moyao aside, and said in a low voice, "What tricks is your cousin doing today?"

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