Zhuzhu played for more than two minutes, and was sweating all over the place, and her voice was almost hoarse. When Sheng Minglin forced her to hold her down, her calves kicked her legs, which were so excited.
Sheng Minglin hugged her in his arms, wiped her sweat from her head and face, and fed her half a glass of water.
He asked someone to prepare diabolo in advance, so he asked someone to bring it up, let the seventh prince and a few others play, and then let the dumpling watch.
Although the seventh prince has never played, he is the kind of person who can't do anything except studying. After Feng Pozhu taught him a little, he played well in a short while, and he even learned to circle around without a teacher.
Turning around, it makes people dazzled.
Everyone had a good time in the afternoon. After dinner, the dumpling went to bed early and fell asleep. He laughed from time to time, making Princess Duan laugh so much that she couldn't help laughing.
After sending the dumpling back, the couple also slept, but Sheng Minglin was still studying under the lamp.
In the dark night, the milk dumplings that were sleeping sounded two blurry sounds: "Guanguo, wuwu, Guoguo..."
Zhuzhu hasn't had such a dream for a long time.
But tonight, she dreamed of the bad beads again, and the moment she was dying with her brother.
However, this time, after the brother died, Bad Zhuzhu continued to grow up.
She met a very beautiful big brother. She wanted to marry him, but he refused. Zhuzhu begged her father, but for some reason, her father couldn't do it either.
Zhuzhu has never encountered this kind of thing since she was a child, and she can't get such things she wants.
So Baish Zhuzhu kept pestering him, giving him whatever he wanted, giving him money, jewelry, and stealing his mother's deeds and things from his father's study. He gave him whatever he wanted.
Zhuzhu was so anxious that she tried her best to hit the bad Zhuzhu, but she couldn't hit it no matter how hard she wanted to tell her parents, but she couldn't hear it either.
Later, she saw her father frowning and sighing every day, and saw her mother crying. Finally, the Jinyiwei came to capture them and locked them up.
She saw that Baish Zhuzhu kept crying, and she didn't listen no matter how her parents persuaded her.
Later, the old white-bearded man came, stood outside the railing, looking at her and sighing, with the words she couldn't understand.
I don't know how long it took.
In the dream, Zhuzhu cried out loud: "Dad! Mother!"
The red dates that were watching the night were startled and rushed over, but no matter how they called them, Zhuzhu did not wake up. She just kept crying and shouting at her father and mother. Her little face turned red and tears fell down.
Hongzao was frightened and quickly called Lizhi and Madam Ning, and sent someone to the main courtyard to report the news.
Sheng Minglin was about to sleep when he heard the movement here. When he heard it, he quickly came over with a lantern. Before he could enter the yard, he heard Zhuzhu's crying.
Sheng Minglin rushed in and hugged Zhuzhu in his arms, but he still couldn't wake him up no matter how he called him.
Prince Duan and Princess Duan rushed in quickly. When they saw this posture, they were frightened and kept saying, "Zhuzhu!Zhuzhu!!"
Zhuzhu stopped crying violently, and then slowly opened her eyes.
Her beautiful grape eyes were wide open, and her eyes were a little confused at first, but the next moment, she cried and opened her hands: "Dad, mom!! Woo woo, don't leave!"
Prince Duan and Princess Duan hurried forward, hugged their daughter together, and comforted her softly.
Sheng Minglin stood up and gave up Kong'er, quickly asked someone to take the sun tea, and fed Zhuzhu two times.
Anshen tea tastes much smaller than Anshen soup, but Zhuzhu still woke up from bitterness all of a sudden. Her little face wrinkled together and she cried. She hid her face and stretched out her hand and pushed it away:
"Don't drink medicine."
"Okay, okay, don't drink it."
It was already good to have a few sips. Princess Duan continued to hold her and comfort her. After a while, Zhuzhu slowly slowed down, but she still lay on her mother's shoulders like a small mud, holding her neck with both hands
.
Prince Duan also breathed a sigh of relief, with his big hand behind her back, constantly patting her back: "Good Baoer, what did you dream of? You're so scared."
Zhuzhu was stunned for a moment.
I just cried very clearly and clearly, and after a while, many of them couldn't remember.
Although Zhuzhu is young, she instinctively thinks that this dream is very important! You must tell her family quickly.
So she quickly turned around and found her clever brother from the crowd: "Guanguo!"
Sheng Minglin quickly stepped forward.
Zhuzhu grabbed his hand with both hands and raised her little fleshy face to look at him. Sheng Minglin was amused by her solemn expression, and reached out to touch her little head: "What's wrong?"
Tuanzi's little voice was a little hoarse, "The smartest person in the family in Guoguo is to tell Guoguo!"
Prince Duan: “…??”
The servant next to him handed a stool instructor, and Sheng Minglin sat down and got closer: "Okay, then Zhuzhu, let me listen, brother."
Zhuzhu thought for a moment, tears came out, and she sobbed, "Zhuzhu dreamed that Guoguo was dead... Wuwuwu, Guoguo, don't die, Bad Zhuzhu doesn't want you, Zhuzhu wants you."
Sheng Minglin was stunned.
He was knocked unconscious by this huge amount of information at that time, and Zhuzhu threw himself into his arms.
The soft dumplings wrapped their hands around his neck, and wet tears smeared on his face: "Guanguo, Zhuzhu is so sad, Guoguo should not die."
"Don't be afraid, Zhuzhu'er is not afraid!" Princess Duan said quickly: "This is a dream, not true. Do you think your brother is fine?"
Sheng Minglin quickly came back to his senses, swallowed in his throat, and said, "Yes, brother is fine, don't be afraid of Zhuzhu. Zhuzhu is a good child, not that bad Zhuzhu. Of course, brother will be fine, Zhuzhu rest assured."
Prince Duan narrowed his eyes slightly as he heard this.
Then, he didn't know what he thought of, suddenly waved his hand, and the servant retreated silently and closed the door.
Zhuzhu was immediately comforted, nodded, and touched his face with his hands: "Zhuzhu's pot is so good, so good, and bright and beautiful. Why do you want to bully Guoguo if you are bad? "
Sheng Minglin couldn't help it for a moment, and tears quickly surged in his eyes.
He quickly lowered his head, and pushed his forehead with Tuanzi, and choked, "Because she is bad, but Zhuzhu doesn't. Zhuzhu is a good baby, and his brother loves Zhuzhu the most."
He sucked the weather for a long time before he could not cry, and said, "Then what about Zhuzhu?"
"Then," Zhuzhu knocked on his forehead with his little hand: "Then, Zhuzhu grew up and reduced, and seemed to be bigger than Lizhi Sister, and met a good-looking big brother..."
She murmured.
When talking about the bad Zhuzhu stealing things in the study, Prince Duan was shocked and asked, "Do you know Zhuzhu?"
Zhuzhu shook his head: "I don't know. Bad Zhuzhu thinks he looks better than Siguoguo, but he is not as good as Siguoguo, nor as good as brother, nor as beautiful as beautiful pot! He is ugly...
...There are ten ugly monsters!"
Prince Duan touched her head comfortably: "What about?"
So Zhuzhu continued to talk about it.
When it comes to prison, Princess Duan can't stand it anymore.
Zhuzhu continued: "Later, the white-bearded old man came..."
"Master Yanyi?" Prince Duan was very calm, smiled gently, and touched Zhuzhu's head comfortably: "Zhuzhuer, you want to call him Master."
"Oh!" Tuanzi changed his words obediently and said glutinously: "The Whitebeard Master came out of the iron stick room with his beads, and then another Whitebeard Master came... No, no, that master's
Hu Zhihe's hair, half black and half white. He looked at the bad beads for a long time, and then shook his head..."
She imitated the old man's head and shook her little head. Her voice imitated a hint of vicissitudes of the elderly: "The pearl is covered with dust..."