Later, she was five years old, the eldest brother was twelve, and the second brother was eight
"Princess, Princess..." Mrs. Jiao he's voice followed.
Ning Lan used a common action to Rong Lu in front of her: "Shh..."
Ronglu saw that Ning Lan made a "Shh" gesture. His face was inexplicable. When he saw Mrs. Jiao he coming from the other end of the Changting, he knew it in his heart.
In the winding Pavilion, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the faint lotus fragrance is overflowing, enchanting and dreamlike, as if in a fairyland.
At this end of the long Pavilion is the former residence of the Empress Dowager. Because the house was old, the Empress Dowager's bedroom moved to the adjacent Fulin building, and the building in front of her was vacant because of the Empress Dowager's relocation. Because it was the place where the Empress Dowager once lived, it was inconvenient for other purposes and remained vacant.
"Brother Erhuang, hurry up." Ning Lan took Ronglu's hand and ran in to the deserted bedroom.
After a while, Ning Lan and Rong Lu hid. When their cold hands touched Rong Lu's palm, a kind of kindness spread. Ronglu helped Ning Lan like this, and the mischief he accompanied was not his first crime. The reason why he spoiled her so much and allowed her to mischief is because he really likes this half sister.
In the hot summer, the air became angry, but because there was a lotus sea under the window, the impetuous mood calmed down. Under the one meter seven or eight mahogany vermilion window, there is a large cabinet. The cabinet is hidden. If you don't look carefully, you will find that there are two people hiding in it. At this time, they were looking at each other and laughing. For a moment, there was a sound of footsteps approaching, and the people hiding in the cabinet immediately quieted down.
"The slave knocks at the Empress Dowager for a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years." a slave's voice comes leisurely, and Ning Lan is familiar with it.
"Is there any new news?" the round voice of the Empress Dowager was not angry and powerful. Through the hidden gap, Ronglu and ninglan were afraid to make a sound. A strong premonition impacted them.
"The emperor has made arrangements." the slave's voice, half male and half female, sounded like goose bumps.
"That old man is always in front of the emperor, stirring up trouble and making any changes and reforms. The rules of his ancestors can't be abandoned. The emperor also fainted and began to coax. And that bitch, you also warn her that the mourning family will give her a chance to live because Lan'er is the Emperor's blood. Hum!" the Empress Dowager Xiu's angry voice fell, The cabinet five feet away from the Empress Dowager rang softly. Ronglu immediately pressed ninglan.
"Who?" the Empress Dowager asked hurriedly, looking for a voice and coming to the window.
Under the railing under the window is Mrs. Jiao he hiding with her body down. When the Empress Dowager entered the room, Mrs. Jiao he also came under the mahogany window and looked inward secretly. She found a small piece of clothes exposed in the concealed cabinet. She knew who the owner of the clothes was and the clothes she had sewn for Lan'er herself. Just as she wanted to go around the corridor to the house, she heard the conversation between the Empress Dowager and the slave. The content of the conversation surprised Mrs. Jiao he, covering her mouth and slowly pedaling down.