Concubine is polite

Chapter 235 Angelica, soon Angelica (2)

"Pfft!" Murong Zisu just took a sip of tea, and spit it out as expected.

Very good, I asked Immortal Concubine Empress to remind me to go back.Now I sent 'Angelica' directly, implying that it's time for her to go back.It seems that even if I don't want to go back, I have to go back.

Xiao Duzi stood aside, but didn't open his mouth knowingly.After all, this is Murong Zisu's natal family matter, and there is always something wrong with speaking by herself.

"Miss, you don't have to be so excited." Zhu Er glanced at Zi Su who was wiping her mouth.

Zhu'er's one tendon is naturally not as thorough as Murong Zisu thought. "Get ready, I will go back to Murong Mansion today."

It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.What should come will always come.Knowing that they didn't really come as gifts, how could they stay there with peace of mind.In case Shangguan Yan thinks of some wicked way to threaten her again, the loss outweighs the gain.

"So urgent?" Didn't Murong Zisu dislike Murong Mansion?Why do you feel embarrassed when you see them giving gifts? "Miss, do you want to return the gift?"

"Return the gift?" Dreaming.Just use this cheap and low-quality medicinal material to fool ghosts? "You don't need to prepare anything, just go." Want her to spend money?She's an iron cock!

Do you want to talk to the prince about this?Xiao Duzi still had a fresh memory of the time when Murong Zisu left the mansion alone.If she made any mistakes this time, it is inevitable that the prince will not blame himself.

As nothing was needed, Pearl quickly got the carriage ready.

It's already winter, and although it hasn't snowed yet, the weather is really freezing.In addition, Murong Zisu was not in good health, so the palace prepared warm clothes for her very early on.

In this respect, Pearl had to praise her uncle.Although the lady often said that the prince is 'not a human being', the prince is still very good to the lady.It's just that the prince's cold temperament is really not something that servants like them can bear.

Putting Murong Zisu on a thick fox fur coat, Zhu'er then confidently helped Murong Zisu go out.

"Zhuer," Murong Zisu's voice was weak, "Do you really want to wear such bulky clothes?"

"Miss, you still want to get sick again, can't you eat meat for a long time?" Zhu'er was more and more able to poke Murong Zisu's tears.

Hit the nail on the head.Murong Zisu silently swallowed back all her dissatisfaction.

Although she didn't want Zhu'er to help her, she always felt that she was not so old and couldn't bear such service.However, looking at his bulky bear-like body, forget it.It's better to be supported by someone than to be ashamed when you fall down, right?

Murong Zisu was just about to step on the small stool to get into the sedan chair, when a blurred vision appeared in front of her eyes, and there was only one person sitting in the sedan chair. "My lord?" The person in front of him is none other than the tree demon Su Qinghe.Murong Zisu kept raising her feet, the surprise on her expression was self-evident.

Su Qinghe sat back and looked up at Murong Zisu.

Wearing a fox fur coat, her face looked smaller, and her lips were buried under the clothes.The smooth black hair was tied in a very simple bun, and the loose hair fell on her cheeks.There is no hairpin on the head, but it is extraordinarily simple and simple.

The face that was slightly pale due to illness before was even whiter under the white fox fur coat, which was a kind of sickly whiteness.The originally thin body felt plump because of it.A pair of big black eyes have her usual little cunning, which looks much more lively and lovely.

(End of this chapter)