Your Majesty is indeed a golden word, but the emperor has no joke. [26nbsp;]
When my sister was not in the Luohua Hall, she could still stroll around the garden, picking flowers and so on. Now that my sister is sick, the imperial doctors are constantly coming and going, how can she be embarrassed to go out to play?
But Your Majesty also said that my sister had high fever and cold symptoms, which were highly contagious, so she should not be close to her. No one except the imperial doctor will show her.
She didn't want to see it either, for fear of being infected. In ancient times, in the absence of penicillin, the mortality rate of high fever and cold was extremely high, and she didn't want to take this risk.
Common sense tells her that they are sisters and must show nervousness and anxiety at this time. However, the sisters have separated since childhood and have not gotten along with each other, and have never cultivated any feelings. It is really difficult to force her to pretend to be sad.
.
But it is not right to say that she doesn't care at all. She is also worried about her sister, but the level is not enough.
Bored, she suddenly heard a voice: "Your Majesty is here."
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
Your descendant?
I sent my sister back at noon and visited her again in the evening?
This was too unusual. She remembered what Pearl said, "Your Majesty is so nice to us ladies" - it was interesting, it was so interesting.
Could Your Majesty really be extraordinary to your sister?
She hurriedly met her, with a sad face: "I have seen His Majesty."
"Stop being flat."
His Majesty absent-mindedly responded and entered the bedroom. She followed behind her and saw His Majesty standing in front of his sister's bed and looking at her, walking a few steps behind her hands, and didn't know what she was thinking.
The woman on the bed kept her eyes closed, her body had changed into clean clothes, and the blood on her face was washed clean, looking even pale, her slender eyelashes drooped, like a tired butterfly, and she no longer had the strength.
Flaming your wings.
After a long time, he sighed inwardly. This woman completely subverted his understanding of women.
Gentle, kind, treacherous, cunning, arrogant, cruel, overbearing, domineering,... She is not every one, but it seems that every one is a little bit related...
Every time, when you think you already know her enough, you are such a face, but soon, she will turn a new page and make you stunned...
The autumn wind blew, and the chill became richer. The corners of her side were not covered, and he saw one of her hands exposed.