In love with the enchanting senior brother: the lady strikes

Xue Piao took a deep breath, "Oh, I..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pursed his lips, staring straight at the curtain above his head, with a calm and calm expression in the depths of his eyes Calmly, it seemed that there were profound Buddhist mysteries on the bed curtain, which made him suddenly enlightened.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Yue's little heart of glass shattered into eight petals, "Just now I said I wouldn't try to be brave in front of me, but now I'm a hero again!" The gaudy handkerchief was lightly pressed on the corner of Xue Yu's mouth, and she asked warmly, "Does my blood taste good?"

Xue Piao hooked his lips slightly, a stream of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, after a while, the veil was soaked through, he glanced lightly at the veil which was still gaudy, Said: "Your handkerchief is better."

Zhao Yue raised his hand and threw the blood-soaked handkerchief into the water basin, and half of the clear water in the basin immediately turned into red blood, "Xiaobai, you drove away little junior sister, she can't see this bloody thing , don’t worry about it.”

"Zhao Yue, do you still remember the little song you sang to me when you were young?" The smile on Xue Mi's face was as pale as snowflakes, just like many years ago, which made Zhao Yue startled.

That winter, when he was eight years old, he went to the palace for the first time to attend a banquet. The banquet in the palace was not in his temperament. I ran into a boy in a white robe who was a head shorter than him.

At that time, he didn't know that the boy was the empress dowager's favorite, the supreme third prince. He just thought that the boy was very arrogant. Not only was he rude when he saw him, but he also leaned against the back of the rockery to bask in the sun without moving. The sun, the little son of the little son is pampering, and the people hurt all the people. However, he was angry for a while.

Zhao Yue snorted softly, "When I mention this, I get angry! At that time, Xue Xu's father rebelled, and you only had him whipped, and the wounds on your body haven't healed yet, so why didn't you make a sound?" What about it?" At that time, when he threw an old punch, the little man in white robe was covered in blood and curled up on the ground without saying a word, so shocked that he thought he had practiced a peerless magic skill.

"It hurts no matter what, so no effort is wasted." Xue Mi blinked slowly, "Zhao Yue, I'm in severe pain right now, please sing that little song again."

At that time, he caused him to lie down for more than a month, the pain made the five-year-old child toss and turn, and he couldn't sleep. His little Liuli felt guilty, so he stayed by his bed every day, holding his hand, singing A little song his mother taught him.

As if he was a child again, he held his hand and sang softly: "Xiaofeng sends dark fragrance, strayed into someone's courtyard, butterfly loves among flowers, clear water swings willow thread, spring is in front of you, beautiful woman Why don't you see..." Although Zhao Yue is careless, he has a good voice, and the little tunes he hums have the taste of Jiangnan soft language Wu Nong.

Watching this rare and warm scene, Layman Wuliang suddenly felt that it is not too bad to accept such an apprentice, at least in the future New Years and festivals and birthdays, he will have a free actor. After a long time, he sighed softly, " Alas, this time I took advantage of Eleven, otherwise I would not know that Xiao Jiu'er has a good voice!" He said, he got up and walked out of the room, and Chang Mu also quietly followed him out.Xue Piao took a deep breath, "Oh, I..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pursed his lips, staring straight at the curtain above his head, with a calm and calm expression in the depths of his eyes Calmly, it seemed that there were profound Buddhist mysteries on the bed curtain, which made him suddenly enlightened.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Yue's little heart of glass shattered into eight petals, "Just now I said I wouldn't try to be brave in front of me, but now I'm a hero again!" The gaudy handkerchief was lightly pressed on the corner of Xue Yu's mouth, and she asked warmly, "Does my blood taste good?"

Xue Piao hooked his lips slightly, a stream of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, after a while, the veil was soaked through, he glanced lightly at the veil which was still gaudy, Said: "Your handkerchief is better."

Zhao Yue raised his hand and threw the blood-soaked handkerchief into the water basin, and half of the clear water in the basin immediately turned into red blood, "Xiaobai, you drove away little junior sister, she can't see this bloody thing , don’t worry about it.”

"Zhao Yue, do you still remember the little song you sang to me when you were young?" The smile on Xue Mi's face was as pale as snowflakes, just like many years ago, which made Zhao Yue startled.

That winter, when he was eight years old, he went to the palace for the first time to attend a banquet. The banquet in the palace was not in his temperament. I ran into a boy in a white robe who was a head shorter than him.

At that time, he didn't know that the boy was the empress dowager's favorite, the supreme third prince. He just thought that the boy was very arrogant. Not only was he rude when he saw him, but he also leaned against the back of the rockery to bask in the sun without moving. The sun, the little son of the little son is pampering, and the people hurt all the people. However, he was angry for a while.

Zhao Yue snorted softly, "When I mention this, I get angry! At that time, Xue Xu's father rebelled, and you only had him whipped, and the wounds on your body haven't healed yet, so why didn't you make a sound?" What about it?" At that time, when he threw an old punch, the little man in white robe was covered in blood and curled up on the ground without saying a word, so shocked that he thought he had practiced a peerless magic skill.

"It hurts no matter what, so no effort is wasted." Xue Mi blinked slowly, "Zhao Yue, I'm in severe pain right now, please sing that little song again."

At that time, he caused him to lie down for more than a month, the pain made the five-year-old child toss and turn, and he couldn't sleep. His little Liuli felt guilty, so he stayed by his bed every day, holding his hand, singing A little song his mother taught him.

As if he was a child again, he held his hand and sang softly: "Xiaofeng sends dark fragrance, strayed into someone's courtyard, butterfly loves among flowers, clear water swings willow thread, spring is in front of you, beautiful woman Why don't you see..." Although Zhao Yue is careless, he has a good voice, and the little tunes he hums have the taste of Jiangnan soft language Wu Nong.

Watching this rare and warm scene, Layman Wuliang suddenly felt that it is not too bad to accept such an apprentice, at least in the future New Years and festivals and birthdays, he will have a free actor. After a long time, he sighed softly, " Alas, this time I took advantage of Eleven, otherwise I would not know that Xiao Jiu'er has a good voice!" He said, he got up and walked out of the room, and Chang Mu also quietly followed him out.