The Delicate Lady Coroner

The faces of the maids and maids serving around changed slightly, but soon everyone converged on the strangeness, only to see her eyes more respectful, Bo Ruoyou's heart was beating, and she looked suspiciously at the Huowei Tower, but the princess looked happy. ,"Look, I never remembered it wrong! In that case, you should call my mother, come, come and paint with me—"

She held Bo Ruoyou, and the moment Bo Ruoyou touched her, she went to look at her hands. Her hands are well maintained and are like delicate white porcelain, but she found that her palms have a few bulges. Take her. When she walked to the book case and let go, Bo Ruoyou really saw a few scars on her hand. Her heart was slightly tight. Looking at the smile in front of her, her heart was a little heavy.

The eldest princess saw her condition improve like an ordinary person, but she was living in the illusion that everyone had woven for her. At this time, she also entered this illusion. She couldn't help but raise her mind, for fear that she had said the wrong thing to break the illusion.

At this time she heard the princess smile: "Can you paint?"

This room is full of scrolls, mostly ink paintings with sharp pens and magnificent patterns. It can be seen that Zhao Lingxiao loves this art very much, and he has a very high temperament, broad mind, and exquisite techniques. Thin Ruoyou shook his head, "I don’t paint well. …"

"No problem, I'll teach you, look at my painting—"

After she talked about going around the book case, she raised her hand and started writing, Bo Ruoyou looked down at the tip of her pen, her complexion instantly changed.

The drawing paper was only more than ten inches in size, and at the moment there was a red woven gold embroidered phoenix swaddle on it. Inside the swaddle was a naive baby, who looked no more than one year old, with crooked eyebrows, and she looked like a girl.

She instantly understood that this was the daughter of the elder princess who had died and was the sister of Huo Weilou.

However, what made Bo Ruoyou even more surprising was the brushwork. Her lines were soft and freehand, and the colors were bright and bold. It was completely different from the ink and wash landscape paintings hanging around. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she felt confused, but Huo Weilou was confused. Standing behind him, he also saw the paintings on the book case, but he was not surprised.

The eldest princess was immersed in the painting. The first moment she said she wanted to teach Bo Ruoyou, but she forgot the next moment. She just had a soft smile on her face, and she was relaxed and comfortable. If it weren’t for the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, Bo Ruoyou even felt She was a little naive, and Huo Weilou pulled her back two steps.

"She can’t remember things clearly, and she has a lot of forgetfulness. It used to be her father’s painting pavilion. Later, I don’t know which year, she improved a little, so she regarded this place as her own place. I thought it was only at this time that I could show up in front of her, otherwise, I would have to hide far away so that she could not see her. She probably remembered that my sister was still alive."

People suffering from madness seem to be mad and confused, but they also have their own set of cognition and rules. However, the long princess has been ill for a long time and is extremely sick. Now it is very difficult to maintain surface peace like this.

Bo Ruoyou only felt worried. He thought that the improvement that Mr. Fu had said was that she was as conscious as usual, "If you can be relaxed and happy like this, it is also great, as long as the people around you are careful."

To live in an upside-down and chaotic world for a lifetime, as long as there is no trace and someone serves her, it is better for her than to remember all the misfortunes or to be sober. Bo Ruo looked at the princess, especially distressed her.

The eldest princess really painted by herself. Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou waited for a long time. Only when she finished the last stroke and sighed tiredly, Huo Weilou said, "Mother, I will come back so easily. I will accompany you to dinner."

"Okay, well, you're going back to the north again." She looked sad and looked at Huo Weilou distressedly. No one corrected her this time.

Summer nights are also a lot of heat, and dinner is placed in the side hall of the water pavilion. The windows on both sides are wide open, and the cool breeze of lotus scented in slowly in the pond. I think this situation is excellent.

She tried her best to cooperate with the princess's words and laughs, but for those who didn't know how to answer, Huo Weilou helped her. She only felt that she had entered the play book, singing, reading, and playing but distinguished between illusion and truth, only the princess was the most involved in the play. The deep one, a group of people sang a play with her, no one dared to wake her up.

Bo Ruoyou originally thought that as long as they could finish the dinner smoothly, when they left and no strangers were disturbed, the princess would be able to continue singing the show, but she did not expect that the dinner had not been used up. The princess woke up.

It was a lotus leaf and lotus seed soup. It was a soup snack at the end of the meal. The sweet aroma made Bo Ruoyou like it. She felt that the princess must also like the sweet taste, but just put it down in the soup. In an instant, the gentle smile on the princess's face was completely clean, her brows wrinkled, her pale face twitched strangely, and then slowly got up, just when Huo Weilou realized something was wrong, she raised her hand. He smashed the soup cup on the ground!

The tiles cracked and shattered, and the hot soup was splashing all over. She looked like she had changed, and her face was stern. She turned around again and saw Huo Weilou at a glance. A heart-wrenching hatred burst out of her eyes, and she stared at him. Suddenly she screamed angrily, and the tea cups and chopsticks beside her were waved to the ground by her, and she backed away like a monster again!

Bo Ruo held his frightened breath.

How gentle and graceful she was a moment ago, how hysterical she was at this moment, and she stepped back, stepping on the broken porcelain soup, and she was about to fall into the tiles on the floor—

Huo Weilou was right next to her, he quickly approached her with his eyesight and held her arm, and shouted outside: "Come on—"

It was a rare and happy scene, even Father Fu guarded the door. Hearing the movement, everyone immediately swarmed in, but Bo Ruoyou exclaimed, "Hou Ye beware—"

Huo Weilou turned his head and a cold light flashed before his eyes. He took the princess's arm, but in order to struggle, the princess pulled out the silver hairpin from her hair bun with her free hand, and then struggling to pierce his arm. Down!

Huo Weilou had a chance to hide, but he didn't evade, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp silver hairpin penetrated into the flesh, and the blood immediately spread out. He did not let go, and waited until the Fu father-in-law and the mothers held the eldest princess. Retreat.

The eldest princess stared at him fiercely, hatred fell on Huo Wei Tower like a cold arrow, wishing to eat his flesh and blood, and the sharp screams echoed in the house, Huo Wei Tower turned and walked out of the house quickly.

Bo Ruoyou stood stiff, she watched the **** hairpin slip from the princess's hand, and the moment she fell to the ground, she felt a pain in her arm, and she hurriedly chased it out.

After leaving the door, the scream of the princess only diminished. Bo Ruoyou followed the corridor. After passing a corner, he saw the Huowei Tower standing under the wind lamp. He stood upright and was instructing the servants of the Hou Mansion: "Go and call Ming Guilan—"

The attendant left, and the warm yellow light fell on his face, but could not dissipate the chill in his eyes, a touch of blood flowed down from his wrist, and it ticked down on the corridor planks under his feet.

"Master Hou—"

Bo Ruoyou stepped forward quickly and lifted his sleeves to see the injury. The hairpin stabbed him on his forearm. Due to the extreme force, a blood hole was formed. Bo Ruoyou's heart was picked up, but he didn't know what to do. Where to find something to stop the bleeding, but the noise in the water pavilion continued, and it was obvious that the princess hadn't been soothed.

She had to take out a kerchief from her sleeve first, and then neatly tied the wound. Huo Weilou looked at her urgently, and her voice eased, "It's okay, it's just a small injury, are you scared?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "Well, how come it's all wrong suddenly"

Huo Weilou sighed, "Her illness has no fixed number. She has come to Shuige more frequently in the past few days, so she can have more days for this."

While they were talking, the two grandmothers took the eldest princess out together, and father-in-law Fu walked forward and hurried to him, "How is Lord Hou's injury? Should I go back to the Hou Mansion first? The old slave stayed and waited for the settlement. , I'll go back and tell you."

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming here, Huo Weilou brought Bo Ruoyou towards the mansion gate, for fear of irritating the princess again.

After walking a little farther, Huo Wei Building turned his head, and saw more than a dozen servants heading all the way to the main courtyard. Soon their figures disappeared behind the platform. The silver moon was in the sky, and the clear brilliance flowed down the shoulders of Huo Wei Building, as cold as water.

Huo Weilou pursed his lips and darkened his eyes, and Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but said, "Master Hou, shall we go back to the Hou Mansion?"

Huo Weilou nodded and took her to the outside. He had grown up in the princess mansion, but now because of his mother’s disgust when he became ill, he looked like an outsider. Bo Ruoyou thought of the abhorrent look of the princess Shicai. She also didn't want him to stay here for a long time, and she couldn't help but stepped forward and took Huo Weilou's hand.

Huo Weilou looked at her sideways, grabbed her back, and got into the carriage.

The carriage squeezed, and the blood on Huo Weilou's arm had not stopped, it was soaked in the white towel. Bo Ruoyou knew that the injury was really nothing to him, but the first time he saw him being injured and seeing blood, he was really distressed. The appearance of the princess when she left, I also felt depressed in my heart. The hysterical madness was quite self-injurious, and the hatred in her eyes was as deep as the bones. If I was immersed in such bitterness and despair all day, it would be really hellish. Torture, there is always a time when the oil is exhausted and the lamp dies.

She looked at his wound with the light that penetrated through the curtains, and saw that the blood on the silk paw was getting more and more, and the anxious look on her face became heavier. Huo Weilou looked at her like this and couldn't help but raise his hand and caress. The top of her hair, "No problem."

Bo Ruoyou raised his eyes to look at him, "It must be painful."

Huo Weilou twitched his lips, "It used to be a hundred times heavier than this injury, it's really nothing."

Bo Ruoyou only felt that his throat was astringent, and he couldn't be relieved by this. He thought that there was no eye on the battlefield, and he had the habit of sleeping on a pillow when he went out. He didn't know how many moments of life and death he had experienced, and he felt heavy in his heart. of.

She didn't speak, Huo Weilou took her into her arms with her uninjured hand, "Have I coaxed you? My mother and her... just like this, and I don't know when this disease will get better. Anyone can care about me." She is the only one who does not marry."

Bo Ruoyou's nose was sour when she heard it, and she couldn't help leaning over to hug him.