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Chapter 53 Gufeng Fanwai: Mother Loves Me Again 7

Since she was young, she has learned to observe words and expressions, and to flatter her.

It seems that it doesn't matter how you feel, as long as you don't offend your parents, it's enough to survive.

As time goes by, it seems that there is really nothing I like.

He Xueyan lowered her eyes to look at the forearm that had been wiped by Lingsha. It was hard to see that the skin was reddened just now, but the ink marks finally left dense traces on her hands.

It's almost invisible if you don't look carefully.

Her long hair was blown up by the warm summer wind, and the water rippled her entire face into the shadows.

The queen pursed her lips and pulled down the sleeves again, and sighed leisurely.

The little girl's heart was full of love, and He Xueyan pierced through it only after she knew two or three points of love in a ignorant way.

The whole person was stunned, and slowly walked back to the wing room like a wandering soul.

The tall maid had just collected the thin quilts that had been dried and spread them on the bed to beat the dust.

Chu Yuanyuan walked in quietly, poked his head from behind her, glanced at what she was doing, and then shrank back bored.

A blue and white face approached from the corner of the eye, and quickly avoided it.

Tian Zhen was so frightened that he turned around and slapped the pretender severely with the cane used to pat the quilt.

Chu Yuanyuan was the one who was wronged, and just came back and suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

Before he could react, he was already writhing in pain.

This little cook is not very old, because she has suffered a lot since she was a child and has not been able to grow very tall, just like a little carrot that will never grow up.

Withered and yellow hair rolled on the ground, his head was covered with gray, his left hand was holding his right arm, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and his lips were white and tightly bitten.

Before he could say a word, the hot teardrops fell one by one and hit the ground.

It's too bad I can't watch it.

Tian Zhen dropped the cane and knelt down to help her.

The girl's face was white from the pain, but her eyeballs were filled with water, and her eye sockets were red and pitiful.

Following the strength of Tian Zhen's support, she got up and sat down on the side of the bed tremblingly.

The quilt that had just been patted clean, Chu Yuanyuan had just rolled in ashes, and sat down on his buttocks.

Tian Zhen wanted to say something, but met her red eyes and swallowed it back.

The maid twisted the veil to wipe Chu Yuanyuan's face, the little girl's face was thin and not much fleshy, it was only a little big, and she held it in her palm.

The jaw meat touched by fingers is as tender as tofu brain that will melt when you sip it.

It is soft and tender that makes people feel sweetness rushing from the throat when they touch it.

Through the veil, she pressed her fingers on the skin under Chu Yuanyuan's eyes, and the little girl raised her eyes ignorantly, as if she didn't understand why Tian Zhen stopped.

She quickly withdrew her hand, but she was thinking in her heart, crying again, as if she had been rolling on the ground since she met her, tears falling down, her nose was red from crying, pitiful and cute.

Probably because he really couldn't handle Lingsha's boiling skills, no matter what kind of dish he boiled and sprinkled with salt, Chu Yuanyuan made some food himself for dinner.

Spread the egg liquid into pancakes, cut into shreds, and cut the cucumber into thin shreds, and mix with boiled noodles to make cold noodles.

Even though he didn't say anything to Lingsha, who was always cold-eyed to her, he gave her an angry look and ate two big bowls.

He Xueyan's eating appearance has always been delicate and dignified, the long and curled eyelashes are slightly draped, revealing only a little bit of light-colored pupils, and two or three noodles are rolled into the mouth with chopsticks, and the snow-white teeth are directly bitten off.

Chu Yuanyuan always thought that people who don't suck at eating noodles are terribly contrived, but when watching He Xueyan eating, he felt very dignified and beautiful.

She should have only taken a bath in the afternoon. The Empress likes cleanliness and hates stuffy heat. She always takes a bath two or three times on weekdays.

He was only wearing a thin light blue undershirt, which made his exposed neck and a little bit of chest skin look like fat, and his long ink-like hair was draped behind him, and he was only half tied with a bamboo branch.

She has a skinny and shameless personality who remembers eating but not beating. She moved the stool over just after eating: "Mother, stepmother, queen."

The little girl was very noisy, her eyelids were slightly closed, and she leaned over obsessively: "You smell so good."

Lingsha really has the heart to kill her.

The queen was only stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then smiled.

Her eyebrows are light, and her pupils are also light in color, shining brightly in the sunlight, with a water-colored smile, so beautiful that it makes people tremble in the heart.

He Xueyan took the handkerchief Lingsha twisted, which was used to dry her hands, and she lowered her eyes to look at the little girl.

A pair of bright eyes looked at her, as if she was the only one to be seen in this world, stupid and persistent.

The handkerchief in her hand directly pressed the corner of Chu Yuanyuan's lips, where some noodle soup was stained.

The two of them got very close, the man's dense eyelashes cast down, each branch was straight and curled up.

Occasionally, she trembled slightly with her movements, and the little girl felt that it was difficult to breathe, so she forced herself to look away.

Finally, it landed on her lips again. He Xueyan's body was frail, and her lips were always colorless, with a little pink in the paleness.

The upper lip is a little thin, while the lower lip is a beautiful arc. Its shape is as perfect as the petals of an autumn pear. It always makes people inadvertently start thinking about inconspicuous activities. If such beautiful lips are squeezed in their mouths .

It should be as red as that night, and the lips are densely covered with water, just like overripe crabapple fruit, and I have written all over the random words that I can pick and choose.

Chu Yuanyuan thought wildly for a long time, her snow-white face blushed, and even the ears, neck, and neck were not spared, and she was completely pink.

He Xueyan can probably guess some of Chu Yuanyuan's thoughts, which must be some filthy thoughts that are not easy to see.

She raised her hand to pinch Chu Yuanyuan's earlobes. The little girl's ears were beautiful, small and round, and snow-white. Now they are even more attractive when they are pink.

The earlobe feels tender and fleshy, and when you rub it twice, it feels like it will stick to your fingertips.

She laughed: "It looks very hot, Yuan Yuan's ears are red." Then she withdrew her hand.

The right hand was held by Lingsha and wiped several times with a new handkerchief.

It's like Chu Yuanyuan is such a dirty ghost who doesn't like to be clean.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short. It took a long time for dinner, and the sky was still bright, but it was not as muggy as in the daytime.

The light blue tulle coat worn by the queen has probably been starched and washed many times, and it is full of deep and shallow wrinkles, because the material is thin and thin, and the colors are piled together.

He Xueyan leaned on the round wooden pillars with faded paint and turned his head slightly to look at the boundless purple-red gorgeous Huoshaoyun in the sky in the northwest corner of the yard.

His pale and beautiful face was flushed crimson.

"Wait for a while..." The queen beckoned to her: "Wait for a while and go out of the palace with Yunying Tianzhen."

As soon as the little girl saw her raising her hand, she moved towards her, and sat obediently beside her, fearing that her dress would be stained, she cautiously rubbed the hem of the dress with her fingers.

Hearing this, she suddenly raised her head, thinking that He Xueyan was going to drive her away, her eyes blushed, but she didn't dare to refute and only said yes in a low voice.

He Xueyan's flesh-and-blood hand fell down gently, the fingertips were cold, and only the palm was slightly warm, like a cold-blooded animal whose hibernation had ended, secretly wrapped up in the sun for a little warmth.

She put her hand on the top of Chu Yuanyuan's hair and rubbed it, the rustling sound made people's ears itchy.

"Thanks to you." The young woman smiled. Her face was originally pale and colorless, and the texture was almost transparent under the sky. When the corners of her lips curled into a smile, her eyelashes trembled, as if blown by a hurricane. A black butterfly wagging wildly.

His eyes, like amber and glass, are shining brightly.

Every time I see it, I feel like a perfect creation of God, so beautiful that it makes my heart tremble and my legs go weak.

"Thank me for what?"

The hand slipped down the hair.Skimming the side of her face, she picked up her sideburns and wrapped them behind her ears.

Wei Liang's fingers pinched her cheeks: "Because the crown prince likes you, His Majesty has allowed Tian Zhen and Yun Ying to go shopping outside. It's cool in the night, so you can also go and buy some favorite gadgets to eat and come back. It's all stuffy."

Whether the prince likes her or not, Chu Yuanyuan has no way of knowing, she only knows that after meeting He Xueyan that day, she has completely forgotten about the prince and went to Java.

She was choked up, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, at a loss, wanted to explain to He Xueyan the sympathy between herself and the prince because of the extremely ugly words.

But when he raised his eyes, he saw that person's smiling face, and the coolness and indifference in the depths of his pupils.

She was shocked, and suddenly realized that He Xueyan didn't care about the prince and her at all.

She is someone who no one looks down upon.

But he always puts on a calm, calm and approachable good-natured appearance.

Ruthless, born liar.

The emperor didn't see He Xueyan many times. Since that day, he almost never set foot in the harem, and occasionally he only went to sit in He Xueyan palace.

His little queen was born frosty and snowy, weak and sickly, as if she would bend when the wind blows.

She was wearing a light blue dress, and her skin was as white as creamy snow jade. When she turned to look at him, her long and thick eyelashes opened and closed gently, showing a very quiet picture of beauty.

Beautifully hateful.

Whenever the emperor thought of her, he wanted to eat her flesh raw, but he couldn't do anything if he really met her.

He Xueyan was cruel and decisive, looking at him like looking at ants.

The pupils of the eyes are as cold as blunt knives that kill people.

There were several lanterns hanging from the eaves of the corridor, swaying left and right by the wind, He Xueyan's face was shrouded in a golden fire, just like that night when she turned her head and swung blood-red coral beads gently on her face On the face, the red is gorgeous, and the skin is as white as snow.

Breathtaking.

The emperor let out a dry cough, his body is not as good as before, ever since He Xueyan's hairpin tube pierced the lobe and lung duct, he feels pain even when he inhales.

It was originally a deliberate dry cough, but later it turned into an uncontrollable cough. When coughing, you can still hear the muffled echo of the chest cavity, and the throat is filled with the bloody smell that cannot be dissipated.

The author has something to say:

Complete the extra episodes, greatly edit the article and add the main plot in October, thank you for bowing