Devious emperor's gossip concubine

"... don't you miss the slightest?" Qingrou's words showed nervousness.

With a vain effort, Su Xiaoxiao broke the cup in his hand, cut his hand, and blood flowed.

Release your hand naturally and pull out the embedded fragments.

"Tomorrow," said the cold voice, without the slightest emotion, "can you remember what I told you, naked is a selfish person. It's better for everyone to bear me and everyone to grieve for me." then he looked straight at Yunyu.

Yunyu looked at the cold eyes. Even if the action on his hands leaked everything, the eyes still covered everything and spit out cold and cruel words.

So you know

So you know, if something happens to you, someone will be sad and bear too much emotion.

So you know.

Yunyu poured all the wine in his hand into his mouth, "ha ha... You're right. It turns out that heartache is also a punishment..." punish all those who don't know and all those rescued.

Su Xiaoxiao clenched his hand and said faintly, "tomorrow, you have the news of shaoyueying?"

"Since you don't care about life and death, why do you care about spoon Yueying?" Yunyu couldn't help but sneer.

Spoon Yueying is the antidote of red lotus, but since they don't care about life and death, why bother to be poisoned or not.

Su Xiaoxiao's heart tightened suddenly and said, "the poison of red lotus will hinder my things. I can't understand it." Yundan's words covered up the truth that Yunyu regretted.

How can he forget that the woman in front of him, since she can ruthlessly fail all people, must also choose to give up herself.

How could that spoonful of Yueying be taken for yourself?

How can the poison of red lotus be solved for yourself?

Yunyu poured in the wine and said coldly, "spoon Yueying, I'll order someone to give it to you. Let's go." he didn't want to see her anymore, but he couldn't say it.

From the first sight of her, he knew that the biggest disaster of his life had come.

"Thank you."

Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and left yunyuxuan.

If she is destined to fail too much, she can only escape, whether it is him or... Him.

It shouldn't be difficult to avoid a year.

Out of liuyefang, Su Xiaoxiao did not return to the palace.

It's rare to get out of the Palace once, and that man will never go to her tonight.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao's steps suddenly stopped. Unconsciously, she already knew so much about him.

This is probably used by strategists to know themselves and the enemy and win every battle?

Su bachelor's residence, dressed in time.

Thanks to his excellent lightness skill, Su Xiaoxiao can easily climb over the wall.

What catches the eye is the small Qingshui ditch, which is barely like a stream. It is paved with simple round stones. A few bamboos are planted in the corners. It is very cool in summer.

Although it was as like as two peas, it was the same as the original layout. Su Moqing met her father like this and she felt very grateful.

Unlike many books, fathers are eager for their children to disappear.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and looked at everything around him with the brilliance of the moon. He stroked the table and it was clean without any dust. The stingy old man would clean her room.

Looking at the furnishings of calligraphy and painting, we know that Su Moqing must have cleaned them himself.

"The chilly spring breeze wakes up, slightly cold, but the slanting light on the top of the mountain welcomes each other."

Faint poems spit out, with a slight self mockery, and the woman disappears into the dark.

Unfortunately

She will never come back to live.

Duanrong palace.

"Listen."

"Miss is back" the voice in the room suddenly sounded, listened slightly stunned, covered up what had just happened, and turned to promise.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at his expressionless face and said, "although I came back a little late, I promise I didn't make trouble."

Lingran said indifferently, "please let lingran help Miss take off the mask."

"Oh, good." Su Xiaoxiao sat quietly and let Lin ran beat the drum.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at himself who had recovered his ordinary face in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

"Listen, your craft is great. We'll quit in the future. I'll depend on you, miss."

"Miss, rest early and leave after listening" is still dull, but it clearly shows some temperature.

"Go, go," said Su Xiaoxiao.

Looking at the same face as herself, she also felt a little strange.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the desk. A bit of complexity flashed in his eyes. His irritability, which was not easy to ignore, ran out again.

"Practice calligraphy! Practice calligraphy!"

"Why practice calligraphy?" the soft and dust-free words sounded puzzled.

The woman standing on her back changed her pen in her right hand without trace, covered the dark color in her eyes, and turned her head with a smile.

Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "if you are ugly, of course you have to practice calligraphy. Anyway, you have nothing to do in the palace."

Nothing to do?

Since there is nothing to do, why not go out of the palace. Your martial arts have been restored. It's not difficult to leave the palace.