Bai Lian was grateful and said with a smile, "no, I can. Joan, take your time
Although people live in the side hall, but in addition to being embarrassed, Bai Lian's room, but few people come in.
Today, I've only been an outsider, and my treatment is different. Not only qiong'er, the first maid in charge of Qionghua palace, but also Leng Zitong, the princess after she left.
After entering the door, she did not speak. Her eyes were fixed on Bai Lian's face. She was confused and opened her mouth.
Gesticulating his fingers, he said cautiously: "it's almost swollen into a pig's head. It must be very painful, isn't it?"
Bai Lian's face froze. Then he said in a light voice, "princess, don't be afraid. I don't feel pain."
Hearing that she said it didn't hurt, Leng Zitong took a long breath and turned to take back her sight and look around.
"Oh, no pain. I thought you must have cried and had some sweet cakes brought.
In the past, when my palace was uncomfortable, my mother gave me sweet cakes, which was sweet. If you finish this, it won't hurt
Bai Lian
She's not a child. What kind of cake does she eat?
And the face hurt, even speak hard, how to eat?
By raising his hand to cover up the corner of his mouth, Bai Lian's eyelids jumped and pulled his lips to make fun of himself.
"I'm just a pariah, no problem Hiss... "
Although it was a tiny movement, it also pulled the injury on her face, and she immediately took a cool breath.
The voice of this saying is very low, Leng Zitong just looks at the room, completely did not hear clearly.
Only heard Bai Lian speak, then curiously came over, blinked a pair of dark eyes, surprised way: "you just, say what?"
On her curious eyes, Bai Lian covers the different color of the fundus of her eyes and smiles very reluctantly.
"princess, what I did not say."
After all, she is a child, and she is loved by many people. Even though Zhao Wanxi consciously cultivates Leng Zitong, she still has the naive nature of a child. When she hears Bai Lian's words, she believes it.
Then he sat down opposite Bai Lian, stretched his little face, took out something from his arms and handed it over.
"Well, they used to say that you are the bride brought back by your father and you want to be spoiled by your mother. I hate you very much.
But this time, for the sake of helping your mother regardless of your own safety, we have decided that we will never hate you again.
Here, this is the sugar of our palace. I can share it with you. After you eat it, your face doesn't hurt. "
Maybe children are more obsessed with sugar.
Smell speech, white Lian raises a hand to receive from cold purple Tong hand come over a package neat small paper package, along with the situation put on the table.
At the same time, her eyelids drooped slightly, which made people unable to see her emotions clearly. Bai Lian poured out the plaster and rubbed it carefully in the palm of her hand. When it was even, it was applied on her red and swollen cheek.
The timbre of the export is also plain.
"thank you for your royal highness."
Every word is very clear.
Because of the desolation of the harem, the night seems to be particularly heavy at night.
Leng junao is not usually busy. Even if he is free, he is going to Qionghua palace. As for Changjing palace Even though the rewards and greetings are constant, it's not his people who come back in the end.