Abandoned Concubine Can't Escape

Chapter 210 Let Me Help You

"Xiangxue, ask Imperial Physician Zhang to diagnose and treat Feixue. Don't leave any scars." Su Wanling instructed.

"Yes, ma'am." Xiangxue glanced at Su Wanling in confusion, but dared not speak.

"That's right!" Su Wanling smiled lightly.

"Chen and concubine retire."

"The slaves retire."

Su Wanling looked up at the blue sky, her eyes were astringent, she wanted to cry but there were no tears, she looked away, and couldn't help grinning, this is the path she chose, and no regrets are allowed.Xiangxue followed Gu Feixue away, and she was the only one left, walking towards the depths of the imperial garden in every possible way. In front of her was an empty grassland. Even though it was already autumn, the grassland was still dark green. A swing with a tall Osmanthus tree next to it has a history of at least a hundred years.

Looking at the swing, he suddenly became playful and hurried up, but he didn't give himself a push, so he had to shake it gently.

"Why don't I help you!" A gentle voice sounded in her ears, Hua Wuxue, she whispered the name in her heart, is it you?But she doesn't want to look back, so what can he do!There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay!" Su Wanling replied with a light smile, the breeze gently caressed her cheeks, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the wind.

With a smile on her face, Hua Wuxue strode to the edge of the swing and pushed the swing forward vigorously.She closed her eyes tightly and felt the breeze kissing her cheek, but she didn't feel satisfied, so she shouted with a smile: "A little higher! It must be higher!"

He smiled slightly, and pushed the swing out again, only to feel the whistling wind in his ears, and the hair on his temples was blown messily.Flying so high, she couldn't help opening her eyes, even staring them as round as apricots.Being able to see the scenery outside the wall, it was easy to touch the dense flowers on the osmanthus tree. Immediately, the naughty feeling in my heart flourished, and I stretched out my feet to kick those orange flowers. When touched, the tight petals rained like a torrential rain, falling down in a rustle, and the warblers that had been resting on the branches rushed to the sky in an instant, disturbing the fine sunlight of a tree.
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