Luoyang Brocade

Bai Yu and Qiao Yun looked at each other and each of them responded and quickly left the house.

The two were very tacitly guarded under the porch outside the door, about five or six meters from the door. You can see if anyone is passing by, and you will not hear the two people in the room.

How does Qiaoyun’s mind think about it?

Bai Yu’s arrival of Wei Yan is particularly exciting.

Wei Yan’s mind is obvious to Miss. Miss in the dungeon for two months, thanks to Wei Yan secretly guarding. Although the young lady never said anything in her mouth, from the perspective of various performances, it is clear that she also has a good impression on Wei Yan.

The road ahead is unknown, I don’t know how many hardships are waiting for the lady. Fortunately, there is Wei Yan on this road, and Miss can have more comfort in her heart.

In the house, a pair of men and women who had a chance to be alone for a long time gaze at each other silently.

The last time I was alone, I was still in the Peony Room at Jiaofang Temple.

It is already three months ago.

In the past three months, too many things have happened.

At this point, the two men are opposite each other, and their hearts are filled with a touch of sweetness. Needless to say, you can understand each other's wishes. This sweetness is mixed with unspeakable sourness and helplessness.

"I got a strange disease, have you told the emperor?" Ling Jing whispered the silence.

Wei Yan nodded: "Yes, after listening to the emperor, some of my heart is not happy. I volunteered to treat you for treatment, and the emperor should be down. I will come back every three days."

Suddenly said: "The Emperor Dragon is weak, and you have to calm down and keep it for about half a year. In the past six months, you don't have to worry... In the future, I will be able to figure out ways to protect you."

Ling Jingwei sneered at the lips and sneered: "Other women have such a strange disease, afraid that it will hurt or not! For me, it has become a blessing."

Because of the strange disease, I escaped the suspicion of Queen Xu, and now I have won for half a year. At least for the past six months, don't worry about innocence.

The two words of fluttering, but Wei Yan's heart is heavy, depressed and uncomfortable: "Auntie, I am sorry. I am useless, I promised to protect you and save you from the prison. I did not expect this again. Waiting for something..."

"Wei Yan," Ling Jingyi’s self-blame on Wei Yan’s self-blame is unheard of, and his face is a bit stunned. He seems to say to himself: “Why do I always encounter such a dilemma? Because I have grown this disaster. The same face? Why is God so unfair to me! What am I doing wrong..."

What did she do wrong?

Her last life was too weak to be deceived, and she was humiliated by human beings until she ended up with hatred. After reborn, she worked hard to change her destiny. Why do you still encounter such an involuntary thing?

What did she do wrong?

Unconsciously, the two lines of tears quietly slipped from the corners of the eyes, slipped through the beautiful smooth face, dripped into the collar, and disappeared. Only two clear tear marks were left on the face.

Wei Yan can no longer maintain calm and calm, and it is difficult to come forward with imprisonment. He stopped at about three feet away from Lingjing: "Auntie, don't be sad. These things are no wonder for you. God gave you a beautiful face." It gives you outstanding temperament and gives you the grace to attract everyone's attention. These are the gifts of heaven."

"I don't want such a gift."

Ling Jing whimpered and said: "I just want to live peacefully, marry a gentle and generous husband, give birth to a pair of lively and lovely children, and live a more ordinary and comfortable day. What the empress of the emperor, the empress, is far away from me. , there is no intersection yet..."

Such a small desire is a luxury for her.

From the moment she stepped into the capital, she was involuntarily involved in the storm, unable to extricate herself and unable to break free.

Ling Jing's shoulders kept swaying, and the crying of the repressed forbearance was intermittently transmitted into Wei Yan's ear.

Wei Yan felt a pain in his heart, and reached out his hand subconsciously. Before touching Ling Jing’s shoulder, he stopped again and then slowly retracted.

If you want to cry, just cry it!

Wei Yan said silently in his heart.

Sadness and sadness are not to be resentful of all kinds of dark emotions. They have been smoldering in their hearts for a long time, and those who are brave and determined can’t stand it. It is also a good thing to vent it out.

......

Ling Jing's crying gradually stopped.

Wei Yan’s body was sent to her, and she said softly: “Use the scorpion to wipe the tears! You can rest assured that this scorpion I just wore on my body today, but I have never used it again. There is no smell for men."

Ling Jing’s feelings of smoldering in his heart were vented through tears, and then he was so embarrassed by Wei Yan that he couldn’t help but bend his lips.

She silently took the puppet in the hands of Wei Yan and wiped the tears on her face.

Looking up again, her look has calmed down. Except for the reddish eyes, I couldn’t see a cry: "Thank you for your sorrow. I will wash it and return it to you."

Wei Yan coughed and said with a red cheeky face: "This parch is for you, you don't have to pay it back. If you really want to return it to me, you can embroider another parch."

Ling Jingwei: "..."

Who said that Wei Yan is honest?

As it turns out, looking at the honest man, in front of the favorite girl, will also be stunned.

Ling Jingyi feels a little angry and can't help but want to laugh. In his tone, he reveals unconscious relatives: "Well, look at what you are doing for me, and you will embroider a parch. What kind of pattern do you like?" Let me say it first, my female red is flat, and the embroidered scorpion is barely able to see it. You can't hold too high expectations."

Wei Yan was originally a casual temptation. I didn’t expect Ling Jing’s singularity to be a bite. My heart was like a jar of honey. It’s sweet and sweet: “Give me a peony pattern!”

It’s also a request for a thick face with a golden face: “It’s just like the kind of Luoyangjin you planted.”

When I mentioned Luoyang Jin, Ling Jingyi naturally remembered the Queen Xu and whispered, "All the potions that you gave me before, I have used them all. The pot of Luoyang Jinchang is good, the aroma is extraordinarily rich, Xu The emperor was very fond of it and moved into the bedroom early."

"Is the matter of Xu Huang and the inner waiter Yu Chun, is it related to the basin Luoyangjin?"

Wei Jing’s sharpness, Wei Yan was not surprised, smiled and nodded: “Yes. The potion was specially made by me, not only to make the peony more beautiful, but also to give off a strange aroma.”

"Later, I gave Xu Queen a prescription for rehabilitating the body. There is a special medicine in it. After drinking the medicine and smelling it, there will be an aphrodisiac effect." (To be continued.)