Hongshi listened blankly. Suddenly, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. The hot tears had turned cold when they fell on the back of Ling Ruo's hand. In the past eighteen years, he had never been as painful and confused as now. He didn't know what to do.
No matter who you believe, I don’t know what to do next. I am like a small boat lost in the vast sea, with no hope or bright light, floating desperately in loneliness and darkness...
After a long cup of tea, Hongshi finally stood up unsteadily from the ground, without saying anything to Ling Ruo, and just kept walking forward.
"Master, where are you going, second brother?" Hong Shi's unusual appearance made Mo'er very worried, fearing that something might happen to him.
"I don't know either." Ling Ruo sighed deeply. She had done everything. What happens next depends on Hongshi himself. Hongshi was right, she was using Jiamo's death to deal with that person.
La's, but does she have a choice? If La's doesn't die, she will die. In this unrelenting situation, both sides have no choice but to use all possible means to deal with each other.
But at least, she didn't do anything in it. The bad consequences were caused by Nala himself, and he just induced it.
"I'm tired, help me in." After sighing, Ling Ruo put her hand on Mo'er's arm. When her armored fingers fell on the back of Mo'er's hand as before, she felt Mo'er's arm.
The child's hand shrank slightly, and at the same time, a sound of cold air could be heard in his ears.
Ling Ruo was about to ask her what was wrong, but when she lowered her eyes, she saw that the skin of Mo'er's index finger and middle finger were abnormally red, as if they had been burned by hot water, "What's wrong with the hand?"
"Master, I accidentally got burned when I was making tea. I just need a good sleep." Mo'er carefully flexed her fingers to avoid being touched. She didn't say it was Nan Qiu's fault. After all, Nan Qiu wasn't.
It was intentional, it would be bad if he said it and the master would blame Nan Qiu.
Ling Ruo shook her head and scolded: "You girl is always so careless in doing things. I really don't know when I will make progress. Hurry up and apply the medicine, otherwise I'm afraid that you will have blisters on your fingers when you wake up tomorrow. If there is no medicine in the room,
Just ask Shuiyue for it." She said as she turned to Shuixiu to help herself.
Mo'er thanked her happily. The longer they got along, the more she felt that her master was a good person. Fortunately, she had listened to Eunuch Xi and told her master the truth. Otherwise, she didn't know what would have happened. The only thing that made her uneasy right now was that she was young.
As for the imperial concubine, I don't know what she wants to do.
"Mo'er, come here, I'll take you to apply the ointment." After Ling Ruo went in, Nan Qiu called Mo'er to follow her down. After arriving at the house where Nan Qiu lived, he took out a bottle of ointment from the cabinet and applied it with bamboo slices.
Pick out some green and almost transparent paste and rub it on the injured area of Mo'er's hand. As soon as he rubs it on, he feels a coolness, which makes the burning pain in his hand lessen a lot.
"Thank you, Auntie." Mo'er said sweetly, but unexpectedly saw a hint of unbearability on Nanqiu's face, "Auntie, if there is something wrong with you, you might as well tell me, maybe I can help.
Maybe."
"What can I do?" Nan Qiu's eyes were deliberately averted.
"But I see that you have been thinking a lot today." Even though Mo'er was not thinking carefully, it was still obvious. If she hadn't been worried, Nan Qiu wouldn't have burned her hand.
"It's really fine. Maybe I have a headache today. Don't think too much." After applying the medicine, Nan Qiu said, "Take the medicine back and take it once in the morning, noon and evening. Remember, don't do anything for these two days. If anything happens,
Let An'er and the others do it for you."
"Hey." Mo'er agreed and stood up, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first. I have to guard the master with An'er at night."
"Go." Nan Qiu's voice was a little deep. Mo'er walked a few steps and turned back worriedly, "Auntie, if you are really uncomfortable, go see the imperial doctor. Don't hold it back."
"Okay, I get it, you girl is really wordy. Come on, hurry up." Nan Qiu kept urging Mo'er to leave, because she was afraid that Mo'er would notice the tears in the corners of her eyes.
I'm sorry, Mo'er, don't blame me, I am helpless, if you want to blame, just blame this unfair God!
The night is like a huge curtain, covering up sin and blood, making it difficult to identify. They say that there are gods three feet above the head, is it true? If you are in awe, you will not cause many murders.
evil……
When Hong Shi appeared in Kunning Palace again, Sanfu and Sun Mo were both in a daze for a while, especially Sanfu. He was kicked by Hong Shi last time, and it still hurts, so he apologized and laughed.
Ge Qian'er said: "Greetings to the second elder brother, I wonder what the second elder brother has ordered?"
Hongshi didn't even look at him, and said with a numb expression: "I want to see the Queen."
"Um..." Sanfu said hesitantly: "The Queen has already fallen asleep. How about I ask to see you again tomorrow?"
He lowered his head and glanced at Sanfu. In just a moment, Sanfu felt his whole body become colder. His neck involuntarily shrank, and Hongshi's increasingly cold voice came to his ears, "Didn't you hear clearly? I want to see you.
Queen Mother!"
Seeing that his tone was not kind, Sanfu did not dare to argue. He lowered his head and thought about his words. However, Sun Mo, who was standing next to him, said: "Second brother, please forgive me. The servants really don't dare to disturb the Queen's rest."
"Really?" In the night breeze that seemed to be warm but also cool, Hongshi suddenly chuckled, "You didn't dare to disturb the emperor's mother, so you blocked my brother from the palace door, right? Sun Mo, you
A slave is quite courageous." Before Sun Mo could come to his senses, an azure-colored boot embroidered with hooks and rice beads kicked hard on his chest. The severe pain in his chest made Sun Mo fall to the ground, and Hong
time has not passed
He stopped, raised his foot and stepped on his chest, and said word by word: "Listen clearly, the queen you are talking about is my brother's wife. Although my palace has opened its teeth and built a palace, this Kunning Palace
It’s still my brother’s home. Whenever you want to come, whenever you want to see the emperor’s mother, when it’s your turn as a slave to intervene; if you dare to act recklessly next time, see if I don’t skin you! Do you hear me clearly?”
In the past, even if Hongshi was unhappy, he would never show it so obviously, but today, no, it should be said that since Jiamo's death, he has accumulated too much resentment and hatred in his heart, and Sun Mo
It was an unfortunate coincidence that he bumped into me at this time. He deserved to be unlucky.
"I heard you clearly." Sun Mo didn't dare to struggle after being stepped on by him, so he could only agree. There was a kind of panic in his eyes. He never knew how ruthless the always gentle second brother could be. As for the third brother
Fu Ze secretly sweated, but luckily he didn't say anything, otherwise he would be the unlucky one.
Hongshi snorted coldly and walked straight inside without letting them report.