Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

He looked up, saw me staring at him blankly, raised his hand with a smile, and showed me the back of his hand, and said, “Rest assured that you are coated with good medicine. Look at my hand, it was previously bombed by explosives. It ’s hurt, do n’t you have any scars now? ”

Although he is a naive and reckless child, he has a kind of calm and sophisticated behavior.

However, since they can be the followers of His Royal Highness, they are naturally strictly selected. They are proficient in eighteen martial arts. I heard that his hands have been blown by explosives. , Otherwise how can you enter the Shangyang Palace.

I looked down at the white padded bandage on my hand and said gently, “Thank you.”

“Hey, you’re welcome.”

He scratched his head and smiled a little more: “Yes, I don’t know your name yet.”

“…” I hesitated, and said gently: “Yue Qingying.”

“Yue-Qing-Baby, your name is so sweet.”

I looked up and looked at him a little bit shyly. Although this strange boy in front of me didn’t know who his first name was, he had the cleanest eyes, clean and clear, as if he could see anywhere, there. The city is warm in spring and feels warm.

I don’t know why, before such eyes, I was a little embarrassed.

So he whispered “Thank you, leave” and hurried away from him, not knowing whether he was behind or not.

Since entering Shangyang Palace, I haven’t seen Ningyan again in Lenggong. One is because there is no time. The other is that Yao Yingxue has been thinking about the original thing. I’m afraid I will anger her and never dare to go.

However, after Pei Yuanzhang yelled at me coldly that day, her mood seemed to be much better, and the control over me was also relaxed. This day, I took the time to make some pastries by myself and planned to take them to Lenggong quietly. smoke.

Just after walking through a rockery, I saw a man leaping from behind the rock, “Let’s meet again!”

I was taken aback. Looking up, it was the young man: “It’s you.”

He ran over with a smile, his eyes fell on my hands, and immediately said happily, “Ha, no scar remains. How about, I didn’t lie to you.”

I am grateful: “Thank you for the medicine.”

“You’re welcome.”

As I was suddenly thinking of it, the handkerchief was cleaned before I had time to return it to him. I hurriedly reached out and pulled out the neatly folded handkerchief from the sleeve, and was about to give it to him, but saw that he looked at me The dish of dim sum held in it immediately opened his eyes.

I looked at him and couldn’t help but smile: “Hungry?”

“Hey.” He grinned embarrassedly.

“Then, let you have it.”

As soon as he heard it, he took it happily, picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. He ate with a lot of taste, his mouth full of things, and muttered, “Well, it’s delicious. I went to the camp today- I have n’t eaten yet, and I ’m starving—oh, it ’s delicious. ”

What a kid, a mouth full of powdered sugar for a snack, and it looks so funny.

I couldn’t help laughing, took the papa in my hand and stunned him: “Don’t worry, give it to you, eat slowly.”

He looked up and looked at me with a smile on his face, as if holding his back, and forgot to deliver half a piece of snack in his hand, saying dumbly, “You–“