On the correct way for little fairies to descend from heaven

Chapter 49 49. Ink

Dai Jingyao could somewhat guess the reason.

The elder brother Dai Jingsheng mentioned it to her once and asked her if she would like to go together.

She said, "Wherever Qinghong is, I will go there."

Dai Jingsheng sighed and didn't say anything more after all.

Dai Jingyao has completely turned into Mrs. Zuo Xiang who is the envy of all women in Beijing.His daughter is pampered by the emperor, and he is pampered by Su Xiang. This kind of life is smooth and smooth, which is really not too lucky.

Gradually, Dai Jingyao also felt complacent. Those so-called flattery seemed to be true.

After a long time, she couldn't tell the difference between hypocrisy and reality, and she also forgot the time when she was the most loving with Su Qinghong.

Xu was deceiving herself, she thought that Su Qinghong's feelings for her had never changed, just like her feelings for him had remained the same for decades.

But when the bloody mask was torn off and those hidden secrets were exposed, Dai Jingyao suddenly found sadly that the relationship between her and Su Qinghong was no longer so pure.

She thought he loved her, just as she thought she loved him.

The beauty that was exposed to outsiders turned out to be so ugly.

She had long since lost her affection for him.

What time has passed is not only youthful impulsiveness, but also love, and the suspected family relationship between the two.

"Heh." Dai Jingyao walked out of the memory, curled the corners of her lips mockingly, looked at the palm wrapped in cloth, closed her eyes, and opened them again, there was a flash of hatred in it.

"Listen to Mei." She whispered.

"Madam?" The little girl stepped forward.

Mrs. Su looked at the cute little round face in front of her, and couldn't help feeling warm in her heart: "Ask the housekeeper to prepare a carriage, I'll go to Guo'an Temple to offer incense, and by the way, take a look at Wan'er and Ya'er."

Ting Mei nodded, turned and left.

I couldn't help but sighed in my heart: Ouch, madam is really sad this time...

Mrs. Su left the capital that afternoon, and Prime Minister Su was in Lanqin's room when he received the news, and raised his eyes lightly: "The truth is known, let her go, so as not to stay at home and cause trouble with me."

The boy who notified him was shrewd, knowing that Su Xiang's good business should not be disturbed in the future, so he ran away like oil on his feet.

Duanhong was sent to monitor Su Xiang's mansion these days, so he naturally wrote down the situation, and when he returned to the mansion, he honestly reported it to his master.

Mo Yuxian didn't seem surprised at all: "Then the third young master Su hasn't appeared yet?"

Duan Hong nodded: "Third Young Master Su has been resting in Hongyan Pavilion and never returned home."

"That's all." Mo Yuxian waved his hand, "This scene won't look good without a few people."

Duanhong knew what he meant, and quickly replied: "Yes, master! The subordinates will definitely play by ear!"

After speaking, he strode away.

Yun Zhaozhao was studying ink for Mo Yuxian, when he suddenly said softly, "My lord..."

"Huh?" Mo Yuxian squinted at her, motioning her to speak quickly.

The little girl seemed to ponder for a while, and then whispered: "My lord thinks... today's ink is not bad?"

墨?
Mo Yuxian froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that a few days ago, a certain little girl had said that she would make an ink stick for him.

Come to think of it, this is it.

Thinking of this, Mo Yuxian pursed the corners of her lips calmly this time, and said: "This ink is really good. The texture is clean and the ink color is pure. It seems that some Du Heng incense is added to soothe the nerves?"

Mo Yuxian doesn't want to praise others, but the quality of this ink is indeed much better than the few pieces that were bestowed by the emperor before.

(End of this chapter)