"Well, I promise you." Mu Qingge pauses slightly in front of Hua Yiran and looks her in the same direction. "But Ranran, can you tell me why you are hostile to Miss Qin all the time?"
Hua Yiran pursed her lips and hesitated.
Mu light Song Mou light flow, guess a way: "you but have difficult to say hidden?"
Hua Yiran doesn't say anything. It's really hard to say.
Mu Qingge looked at her like this, and she felt a little uncomfortable: "however, it's very uncomfortable to have something hidden in her heart. Can't you really reveal it at all?"
"I've promised, I can't say." Hua Yiran bit her lip, and her eyes were obviously angry, "but I can still say one thing."
Mu Qingge asked: "what is it?"
Hua Yiran didn't answer, but asked: "are you helping the sick seedling cure now?"
"Yes."
"Do you know why the body of the diseased seedling has come to such a state?"
"Why?" Mu Qingge knows that Murong Shuyan's illness has been coming down for many years. She can guess some of the causes, but she doesn't know why he got it for no reason.
"All thanks to her!"
"Miss Qin?" Mu Qingge really didn't expect that things would be like this, "Murong Shizi's illness is related to Miss Qin? It's been almost ten years, isn't it? "
Ten years ago, they were all children. Children were not sensible. It was normal for them to fight and make trouble.
Mu Qingge is the one who cures Murong Shuyan. She knows that the reason why Murong Shuyan came to this stage is that the palace forced him to give him chronic poison.
It's not much like the original cause.
However, it would be a crime if it was because the royal family had a chance to take advantage of the illness.
Hua Yiran knew what mu Qingge was thinking and hummed, "some people are born powerful, not all children are innocent."
Mu Qingge's brain is turning quickly, "ran ran..."
"Forget it!" Hua Yiran's cheerful mood was obviously affected, and she almost went crazy: "we don't mention her any more. Every time we mention her, if we want to say it but can't say it, we feel even worse."
Then he let out a "ah" and thumped his chest, "ah, I'm so angry! I want to slap her to death
"Stop, stop, stop! No, we won't Mu Qingge saw that she was so angry that she beat herself. She was so scared that she quickly came forward and grasped her hand. "The wound on your back is healing. If you make such a big move, I'm afraid the wound will crack!"
Hua Yiran stopped, hung her head and said nothing.
Mu Qingge looks at her and looks at her back with some worry. She finds that the material on her back is really stained with blood.
She could not help but help her forehead. She was distressed and worried. She could not help Preaching: "however, you are just right. You..." however, before she finished her words, she could not see Hua Yiran's tears in the corner of her eyes
She was stunned.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have thought that Hua Yiran, who was cheerful, careless and heroic, would have shed tears one day.
The tears of beauty are painful.
A person who hardly tears tears, it will make people sad.
Hua Yiran is absolutely a beauty, her tears for mu Qingge, is a combination of the two. She felt both distressed and distressed.
How hard is Hua Yiran's heart to make her cry one day?
Mu Qingge is worried about her injury, but now she is more concerned about her mood, "Ran Ran, you..." she wants her to say things, don't hold it in her heart.
"That's all." Hua Yiran reaches out her hand and wipes her eyes. Her eyes immediately have no tears. Then she raises her head and smiles at mu Qingge, "Ge'er, I'm kidding you! I'm fine. "
Mu Qingge felt even worse, "ran ran..."
Hua Yi Ran light way: "Song son, you don't ask."
"But..."
Hua Yiran pursed her lips and said nothing. I don't know whether she doesn't want to say it or can't say it at all.
Mu Qingge looks at her like this and thinks that she really needs to check the whole story. It's not a simple thing to make Hua Yiran like this!
Mu Qingge sighed secretly and said to Hua Yiran, "the wound on your back should be split. Shall we go back to your room and help you deal with the wound?"
"Nothing serious." Hua Yiran waved her hand indifferently, "I rarely have a chance to go out for a walk. I don't want to go back to my room so soon."
"All right."
"Hee hee, thank you for singing. It's very kind of you!"
Mu qinggebai looked at her and pointed to the ice lake beside her. She said impolitely, "if grandfather Hua knows, he will scold me. Be careful, I will throw you into the ice lake to soak!"
Hua Yiran raised her head and laughed. Hao Sheng said complacently, "you don't have to worry about that. You have cured me. My grandfather is too late to thank you. I praise you every time I meet someone. How can I blame you?"
Mu Qingge was very angry. She stood behind her and pushed her wheelchair. "Where do you want to go? I'll push you. "
"Let's go down the path on the right. There's a pavilion on the side. We'll sit there and have some snacks."
"Good."
Mu Qingge indulges Hua Yiran completely. On the way, she finds the scenery she wants to see and the small stones she wants to pick up. Mu Qingge patiently picks them up for her.
After a long time, they went to Hua Yiran's pavilion.
The corridor beside the pavilion was attended by someone. Seeing Hua Yiran and mu Qingge coming, they quickly put on warm tea, snacks and snacks. They also opened two heaters and pulled down the tassel curtain of the pavilion to block the cold wind. It was comfortable for a while.
Mu Qingge pulls a stool and sits next to Hua Yiran. Hua Yiran is recuperating. During this period of time, she needs to quit her mouth and fry spicy and greasy things. Mu Qingge makes Hua not give her food.
There are some spicy snacks on the table. Hua Yiran is good at martial arts. She wants to steal food like a monkey, but she is caught by mu Qingge.
In Mu Qingge's eyes, Hua Yiran reluctantly put the food back, "Ge'er, my mouth is getting bitter these days, can't you let me eat something with flavor?"
"No Mu Qingge said with a mouthful of tea, "if you eat disorderly again, be careful I'm not polite to you!"
Hua Yiran had a bitter face, but she almost didn't cry. She said indignantly, "I'm just quick. I didn't expect that you found out in time. Do you know martial arts now?"
"It seems to be." Mu Qingge pinched a light cake and put it in Hua Yiran's mouth for her to eat. She said, "I don't know whether my martial arts are powerful or not, but the black heart says that my kung fu and breath are getting better and better recently."