"No, I don't want to get up." Xi'er clutched the quilt. She didn't want to watch the show, nor did she want to know what the ending of Caiyun was, let alone what would happen to her father and Duan Tianhen... Anyway, they
The poison has been detoxified and there will be no more problems. She can sleep peacefully.
But why, why did God send this idiot Danqing to grind her down? "Ah! Put me down, I don't want to get up!"
A person was rolled up, with only soft hair exposed on one side. He was carried on someone's shoulders and quickly flew around Mei Mansion, "Help! Help!"
Xi'er called for help rudely, and as the eldest lady of the Mei Mansion, she was on her own territory. Naturally, someone came to rescue her as soon as she called for help. As a result, she was passed from one shoulder to another.
In someone's arms.
The difference is that she reveals not only her hair, but also her head.
"Dad, Uncle Dan is bullying people. Ugh..." As soon as he saw the person holding her, he immediately complained.
Mei Ziqing glanced at Danqing and said, "Don't do that again next time. Xi'er is already six years old. What you do will damage her reputation."
"Yes, brother, I will use other methods next time." Danqing grinned and winked at Xi'er without any introspection.
Xi'er pouted in anger and turned her head to ignore him. She wanted to go back to sleep immediately, but as soon as she turned her head and looked at the current situation, she had to sigh, forget it, let's wait until the matter is over.
Although she didn't want to see the end of this incident at all, both her father and Duan Tianhen insisted that she still knew about it. That's why she had to watch.
In fact, she really only had a little bit of curiosity, but that little bit was not enough to support her to get to the bottom of it... She didn't want to see, hear, or know, she just wanted to cover her head and fall asleep.
It's the West Garden again, it's the same pavilion, the two drivers are still guarding outside the pavilion, and the two maids stand behind Caiyun. Caiyun is sitting in the pavilion, with a piano in front of her, and her thin fingers slide across the strings from time to time, bringing out the intermittent music.
Music that has no tune or tune.
Mei Ziqing and the others were sitting in the Yuanyang Hall, seemingly enjoying the performance. Unfortunately, everyone knew that they were enemies, and they were going to have a fight today. However, the beauties in the pavilion were a little confident.