Luoyang Brocade

What is the real mystery of this bottle of potion?

Wei Yan did not explain, Ling Jingyi did not ask. Only nodded cautiously: "Reassured, I know the weight, not noticeable."

Wei Yan thought for a moment and whispered: "You have to be prepared for the worst. If you are really obscured and you can't cover it, you will give me out. It is said that I am gracious, forcing You do this. No matter what, the most important thing is to protect yourself."

Ling Jing 姝 蹙 蹙 , , , , , , , 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Under the eyes of the eyelids, Emperor Xu called you into the palace, and did not have any good intentions. Your performance is not good, it can not become the confidant of Queen Xu."

"As for me, you don't have to worry. I have been in the palace for so many years, and I have my own connections in the dark. It is in the Pepper House, I want to secretly pass on to whom, will not be noticed by Emperor Xu. And the emperor and The eldest sister gave me support. I couldn’t help but take the Queen Xu."

"So, when it is time to stop, you must not hesitate, you must push everything to my head. First save your life and wait for me to save you."

Wei Yan said very solemnly.

Ling Jing was not tempted, and soon nodded.

Wei Yan just sighed and lowered his voice and said the name of a servant: "If you encounter a critical matter, let Bai Yu go to him and he will pass the news to me."

Ling Jing meditation in the heart several times, the name is firmly recorded.

The time alone is cherished and rare.

When Wei Yan finished the business, he should leave. But he did not move, his eyes linger on her pretty face.

If time is right, stay at this moment!

Wei Yan’s heart sighed and said, “In short, you take care. I don’t want to stay here, it’s gone.”

Ling Jing’s heart was a little reluctant, and he sighed softly.

After entering the palace, the two were clearly close, and the chances of meeting were less.

After this time, I don’t know when I will meet alone next time.

......

After Wei Yan left, Bai Yu quickly entered the Peony Room and whispered: "When the slaves moved the peony out, the Wei Tai doctor came. He told the slaves and the winter to keep the wind outside, saying There is something to say to the lady alone. The slave will be down."

"Fortunately, this place is remote and quiet. No one has come here on weekdays. Wei Tai doctor has come and gone, it should not be noticed."

After that, he tempted and asked: "Miss, Wei Tai doctor came to see you specifically because of your illness?"

Ling Jing’s look nodded. “Yes, he wants to continue the prescription for me. I was declined by my rumors. This is in the palace. I am taking medicine every day, and I am sure I can’t help others. It’s too eye-opening. ""

Bai Yu did not suspect him, and sighed and said: "It is also said. This medicine can only stop first."

"Right, today, Wei Tai doctor came to look for me, you don't tell Qiao Yun." Ling Jing whispered.

Bai Yu nodded and should be down.

Waiting for the errands in the Peony Room, the weather is coming soon.

Ling Jingwei and Bai Yu moved the pot for a long time, sweating out, very tired.

Qiao Yun greeted him and said with a smile: "Miss, you and Baiyu must be tired and lacking. I brought two barrels of hot water back in the kitchen, I have already exchanged cold water, and I have to take a bath to solve the problem." !"

Qiao Yun went to the Peony Room with Ling Jing on weekdays. Every few days, he would disappear like this afternoon. I expected that the person who went to the palace to secretly sent a message.

Ling Jingyi never asked, and he said with a smile: "You are careful, I want to take a shower!"

Qiao Yun smiled at Bai Yu again: "You also go back to the house to take a shower and change clothes. Miss, I have to wait on the line."

Bai Yu smelled the sweat on his body, and he was not polite with Qiao Yun: "Alright."

......

Qiaoyun came forward and waited for Ling Jing to change clothes.

The pouch with the porcelain bottle is placed in the pocket of the dress.

When Qiao Yun placed the clothes, it was natural to take out the purse first, and smiled casually: "What Miss brought in the purse today seems to be a little heavier than usual."

Moreover, it is a bit strange to touch.

In the soft purse, it seems that a bottle-like thing is placed.

Ling Jing’s heart was awkward, but it was not revealed at all. I casually said: “I am going to the Peony Room every day, I am afraid of being sunburned and sunburned, I will bring a bottle of dew on my face and arms. ""

Women’s beauty is nature.

Qiao Yun was careful and sharp, and did not expect the twists and turns of this one. He smiled and said: "The slaves were too careless. It is time to remind the lady to bring some fragrance."

While talking, put the purse on the table.

Ling Jingxuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and thought in his heart that the porcelain bottle would be collected in the future.

I took off my clothes, soaked in the warm water for a while, and sighed quietly and comfortably.

Qiaoyun's movements were gentle and careful, washing the long hair for Ling Jing, and waiting for the clean body to change the clean dress. Wipe the long hair again.

Busy with this, Qiao Yun took a small bamboo tube from his sleeve and stuffed it into Ling Jing's hands.

A rolled letter of stationery was stuck in the bamboo tube.

Ling Jing stunned and looked up at Qiao Yun: "What is this?"

Qiao Yun replied reverently: "This is the death of His Royal Highness to the lady. After reading the lady, I will burn the letter to avoid the trouble."

After that, I will retreat.

Ling Jing's holding a bamboo tube, the heart is filled with complex and unspeakable taste.

Today is the day of his big marriage. He is the groom's official who is full of eye-catching scenery. He is married to the beautiful woman... At this time, he even sent people to the palace to give her?

The light bamboo tube is held in the hand, but it is somewhat different.

Ling Jingyu hesitated for a long time before taking out the paper roll from the bamboo tube and then opening it.

On a thin letter of paper, there are only a few lines of words. The writing is vigorous and powerful, and it is a little messy. Obviously, when writing these lines, his mood is never calm.

Ling Jingwei, I am married today, I want to marry Jiang’s cousin. The woman I really like in my heart is you, and the person I want to marry is also you. It is a pity that it is counterproductive. It is someone else who is my wife, not you.

You personally refused me.

Now, you watched me staring at someone else. Will you regret it in your heart? Even a little bit?

Ling Jingwei looked at the stationery, silenced for a moment, and gathered the letter paper to the candle.

The letter paper was burnt quickly, and there was no trace except for a little ash on the ground. (To be continued.)