Chapter 875

"Care about it," she said, but her face was light, and she played with a plum blossom praise in her hand. "This palace is sad."

Seeing her careless appearance, where did duchuan not know her mind?

Although she didn't know what method she used, Xiao Qinghe actually rolled on the bed alone every time he came. Su Yan watched the good play from beginning to end, and didn't want to accompany him at all.

But duchuan always feels uneasy.

Even if the other party will never like him, he won't even notice his careful thinking.

But duchuan also hopes that since no man can enter her eyes now. Let's do this all his life. He will serve her all his life and be her most loyal running dog. But at best, no other man can get into her eyes.

Because, in that case, duchuan will be unable to control his desire to kill.

At present, it is hard enough to bear Xiao Qing and one. Even if he didn't do anything, he just touched it, which made him jealous and wanted to kill.

Duchuan lowered his eyelashes and smiled at his lips.

The beautiful facial features are particularly soft, but because of the excessively white skin and red lips, there is a little more romantic and gorgeous feeling.

"Don't be sad about the master," duchuan smiled and leaned down close to her ear, slightly raised his jaw, and two equally outstanding and stunning faces were reflected in the mercury mirror. He bent his eyes and smiled very gently. "Duchuan will always accompany the master."

Until the end of life——

Su Yan hum smiled and pretended not to find the possessive desire in the little boy's eyes all the time.

Hook up the red lips and lie on the dresser, close your eyes and refresh yourself, "you haven't said who entered the palace."

Watakawa smiled, "your cousin, Miss Liu -"

"Oh? That's really..." Su Yan paused for a moment, his tone was calm and without waves, "congratulations."

In the future, there will be good plays in the palace.

She beamed and told Watanabe.

"Don't comb your hair. Today, the palace will sleep in Weiyang hall for a day, and no one will be seen. By the way, ask everyone waiting outside to go back. You don't have to say hello today!"

Su Yan waved his hand, pulled his embroidered shoes and walked towards the warm bed. "My palace is too sad. Go and ask the imperial doctor to ask for my pulse."

Seeing her solemnly saying that she was very sad, she turned her head and nestled in the bed, comfortably got into the quilt, took out a volume of story book from under the pillow and turned it over.

This appearance is inconsistent, but it can't let Chuan love.

He bent his eyes and nodded innocuously, "well, I'll tell you now!"

With that, he came over to tuck Su Yan in, specially brought the glass lamp, lit a few lights and put them by the bed, which immediately dispelled the darkness around him.

"The master should pay attention to his eyes. He can't keep staring. He will close his eyes and have a rest."

Su Yan turned a page and saw the romantic childe Qiao's servant girl. She waved her hand when she heard that her head was not raised, and said, "duchuan, you're more and more like a little old man. You're not cute at all."

The story books are all old stories. You can guess what will happen later when you hear the name. Can not stand the author's gorgeous rhetoric and gorgeous content! For the ancient times without entertainment facilities, Su Yan liked it very much.

Therefore, duchuan specially collected a box for her, so Su Yan stayed in Weiyang hall all day to read the script.